Thank you so much reaperfan, I'm glad you find it interesting. It's nice to meet another fellow Hunk fan.
When worries take control of us,
And Sorrows fall upon us,
The color of our life changes into black and white.
There is not a way for joy or a smile to reach us.
We do not feel the sweetness of life anymore.
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He remembered, though it seemed like a dream. The car was speeding over the road, the rain outside pounding like bullets upon the car. Hunk glanced at the shivering woman in the back seat. Her head rested against the window. When the drive began, Jill folded her blue sweater then folded it into a makeshift pillow. Her hands are around her shoulders in a desperate attempt to warm herself, her eyes are closed.
She was in a deep sleep after just a few minutes into the drive. It was obvious to him she's really tired and soaking wet. Even the seat covers didn't help much.
According to his wristwatch they should arrive in three hours to their destination. He shook his head lightly.
Vrrt Vrrt! His phone vibrated.
Hunk glanced at the dashboard. A small silver disposable phone vibrated again
"Hello?" Hunk asked into the phone.
"So how'd it go?" A deep masculine voice asked.
"Well enough. I didn't arrive in time to have the subject avoid the confrontation. The intel was off about the address so I had to improvise." Hunk replied.
"Well, Spectre tried to warn you about it, but you found her before it got out of hand right?" Hunk double checked the back seat to check on Jill. Her lips sealed and her fingers twitched ever so often as her head was still leveled against the window with her sweater pillow. Her mind is caught in a warp of extreme emotion, of course she'll feel badly about the situation.
"Affirmative. She was alone and accepted the offer. Can you have Sienna prepare a room? If there isn't any, I trust you'll improvise?" Hunk asked.
"You got it boss. See you back at the base."
"Copy that, Night Hawk" Hunk closed the phone.
The orange and occasional blue glows emanated to the hood and windshield as Hunk noticed he approached a turnoff. The red light signaled .
The drive went rather smoothly. Hunk avoided snacks and drinks until he truly needed it for the journey. With it being late in the evening to early morning, the roads were generally light on the traffic. Jill murmured to herself several times during the drive and Hunk kept all of it as mental notes.
Finally they arrived at the headquarters. The doors opened up and a water bottle was used to prod Jill awake. In a fit of reflex, she instinctively shoved her left leg out of the car to strike the thigh of a person at the door. As soon as that happened, Jill frantically reached around for a weapon.
"Woah! Easy there lady, what do you have against my car!?" Once her vision was clear, Jill realized she was about to break the windows.
For a moment she gasped for air. "Sorry, I don't feel too good."
Jill trembled slightly, indeed her body felt like she's coming down with a bad fever. She brought the covers close to feel a little warm at last after everything. She looked at the window though it was dark and nothing can be seen. "Where're you taking me anyway?"
"My place, where do you think?" he replied and focused on the area around her.
Jill pondered over what he said for a moment. "Hold on," she said at the verge of anger. "If you try anything I swear to Lucifer, I'll kick you down there, a kick will make you forget your name and seven years from your life."
Hunk chuckled and shook his head, though he can understand the reason behind such behavior. "Did you forget our talk? Go introduce yourself to the team, take a tour or something and see your new room for the rest of this week." Hunk stood out of her way. "We'll be leaving Tall Oaks and settle down in London." Hunk closed the car door then turned on a light to reveal a well-stocked garage to Jill.
Jill sighed heavily and looked down at her hands. 'So this is the path my life had taken, I'm an outcast living with a bunch of strangers in the Great Britain… happy birthday to me.'
"Listen…" She heard Hunk though his voice was stern. "Believe me when I say this, my team...we have each other's backs no matter what, it's like our motto we finish the mission together unless death has claimed one of us, we go through training everyday none stop until sure we have the strength to face anything that comes are way. Are you ready to handle what we'll ask of you?" He kept a calm tone.
Jill held herself back from punching him in the face, "Did you forget I'm a former member of S.T.A.R.S. I can hold my own fine."
"Fine is not good enough, look at you, what happened had taken all your energy and you're sick now." He fired back. "If you want to fit in well with my team, you better forget that: yeah you can hold yourself fine and start all over."
Jill grunted and turned away. "Fine whatever, bring it on." Hunk just nodded at her and the two heard something on the far side of the parking garage.
A nearby door opened up to reveal a new face to Jill. A young woman in her late twenties smiled then nodded to them. She was definitely young as Jill could tell. She had shoulder length platinum blonde hair which her bangs were combed over to her left side of her forehead. Her dark emerald eyes blinked at Jill. "This the new girl? She's got the build for mercenary work." She chuckled.
"You're not going to introduce yourself to me are you?" The woman heard a pause in her breathing for his question. As she got closer, Jill noticed that the she had a lean muscular figure that was similar to her own. For attire, the woman had a grey pants with a maroon tank top that didn't restrain her movements. Jill assumed the woman dressed rather casually for what this base might be used for. Underneath the clothes, Jill could clearly see a red dragon tattoo that went from her right hip whirl around to her right shoulder.
'A fighter for this little group of Hunk's?' Jill thought to herself.
"Does it really matter? I'm sure you know who am I?"
Jill walked behind the woman in a wide open hall. She led Jill to a third door in the hall and upstairs. The young woman entered the dimly lit room, she was preparing the sheets and the blanket over the small bed like she was told earlier, of a new recruit coming tonight.
"Sienna?" A masculine voice called from the door. Jill glanced there as well but didn't pay too much attention as she wanted to get settled in the new location.
She barely contained a laugh of surprise at the sound of a young man outside, he was out for quiet some times. The door opened and she could see his silhouette come in.
He appeared to have tanned skin tone with a medium build for what a military operator needed to be in. He had a black t-shirt with blue jeans and black boots. He had short black messy hair that that looked to be finger brushed than combed over. His eyes were of a darkened brown and was obviously of oriental descent. His chin had several black whiskers but looked to be well maintained. There wasn't a hint of fat on his face either. Jill knew that he was ready for all forms of combat.
"Hey welcome, what it is?" she said and stepped forward. "Did you bring the new recruit?" he asked.
"No, Hunk is the one that brought her here. Sorry it took me almost the whole day to report back. It was true there is products been sold in the black market, some source said it could be Sergei's men, but not sure if it is reliable, so there's that V." Sienna replied.
'V?' Jill winced at the letter. She looked back at the man and noticed he responded to Sienna.
Even with the little light source she could see the half smile on his sharp face. "Her!? I wasn't told she's a woman, could it be that..." He stated and he looked at Jill, she wasn't visible enough for him to realize that, and although his tone was light, a real curiosity can be heard beneath it.
The two walked away from Jill to give her some space to set down and take her breath, but mostly they didn't want her to hear their talk.
"Yeah, can you imagine it's that Valentine girl?" He whispered and crossed his arms. "Apparently she is wanted, for taking part of the Raccoon City outbreak."
Sienna put her hand on her chin. "You're not serious are you?"
"I am. I got a copy of her arrest warrant."
She was silent, thinking, her mind recalling back her time in Raccoon city, the images of the walking dead of the strange turn of events. "But we..." though V stopped Sienna, when he raised his hand. "Talking will do no good against them, it's like the disgusting Umbrella tried to frame people. They're trying to clear their name."
"Why I'm having a hard time believing this?" she whispered. Her back faced them. "What if all of this just a trick to find us!? We'll be arrested in no time."
V lightly punched her shoulder. "Will you stop being so pessimistic, our mentor is no pushover, he won't bring that woman here if it was all just a trick." With that he walked out of the room.
All of them were living in one house, it wasn't anything fancy but nice and comfortable. The group wanted to keep themselves away from prying eyes; the house was in a wooded area kind off close to farmers, far away from all the noise of the city, they had to stay there long enough to find their way to leave the US.
In the first floor, Night Hawk and several other mercenaries that Jill has yet to meet, had their rooms. While the second floor is for Hunk, Sienna, and V. Now for Jill as will since she'll share the room with Sienna.
There was a routine in the house, three days for a specific members to leave to the city separately to buy groceries and other supplies.
In the back of the house there's a yard large enough for training, right there they've worked hard to improve themselves. To their luck aim practice is good, no one will suspect them, and they'll think there is a number of hunters moving for their food.
To each one of them, there is a story they love to forget. What make them so close to each other is how they were fooled and sent to their death after everything they've done? Their loyalty was rewarded with this, and they witnessed all the chaos that happened because of Umbrella. They were part of it as well.
Sienna took a deep breath and made her way down stairs to the living room where she saw Night Hawk reading a magazine. "I never knew you're interested on such magazine Jimmie?" She teased.
He didn't look up at her though, he knew her ways very well. "Hey darling now it's not the time to act like a bitch okay? We can play your game tomorrow. Why are you still awake anyway?"
"Will I have a roommate now so...?"
Night Hawk chuckled and looked up at her. "Nice." after a moment of silence, they heard the door slam shot to her surprise she saw the figure of the woman limping in front of Hunk but this time she was carrying a dark bag on her shoulder, and Sienna wondered how she left the room.
Perhaps the moment she was in the living room, Jill came down silently.
"Hello...?" The woman looked sickly pale, shaking barely holding herself.
Though Jill didn't response. "Take her back to the room." Hunk ordered calmly.
Sienna gently touched her hand and felt the serious high temperature. "Let's go, I have some clothes you could wear they'll fit nice, didn't you chose one?" She whispered and led her over the stairs.
"So, did she really accept?" Night Hawk asked.
"What do you think?" Hunk replied. "She was willing to start over and change everything."
"I see..." Night Hawk flipped to the next page.
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Jill changed into a cotton blue pajamas, and immediately laid down on bed searching for warmth. She didn't desire to talk to anyone, she was too tired to bother for food or anything. She stared blankly at the window in the left side of the room.
"Miss?" Sienna asked. "Do you need anything, maybe some warm drink?" Silence welcomed her.
"As you like, good night." Sienna said and left the room.
Once she heard the door close, Jill covered her face with the blanket and brought her knees close to her chest. She sobbed her heart out.
All the emotion burst out of her, after she hold it in her heart for the longest hours ever for her to reach that hill.
It felt like eternity until her eyes dried out. "I'll destroy everyone who stands in my way. Who need these so called friends? I'm no longer Jill Valentine."
Her sorrow turned into anger. A feeling she's ready to make it the reason to push her forward for the new tough life awaits her. "It's over."
'I'll look for Carlos, maybe he can help to clear my name, and I have to expose the truth of my innocent.' Her eyes shined of tears once again, for her heart still break into pieces at the mention of her friends. "I won't forgive them."
Sleep finally found its way to her, and she drifted into dream land.
Sienna returned to the living room, confusion was obvious in her eyes. Night Hawk was nowhere to be seen. "The woman is seriously sick, she needs a medical attention."
"Yes." Hunk nodded. "I've sent Night Hawk to call a doctor for her, did she say anything?"
"No, not a single word, can you trust her?" She asked.
"I don't, but there's too much talent to let it all go to waste." Hunk gave a deadpan response as he returned to his private quarters to the basement. Sienna just shook her head then returned to the kitchen to make herself a snack.
"Hey 'Enna? Can you make me a sandwich?" Night Hawk called out.
"Fuck you." Was his answer.
Night Hawk chuckled to himself as he readjusted himself to continue to read his gun owners magazine.
Thank you for reading.
Special thanks to my beta reader The95will.
