Chapter 3
Jill sat on the small cot in the old break room and sighed. She needed to set off the alarm to get Chris out of that cell in the basement. But of course, she had absolutely no idea how to do that. With what resolve she could muster, Jill came to the same choice that had kept her alive all night: she'll have to wing it.
Her dirty, gloved hand wiped at the sweat that was trickling down her brow. She was so close to getting them both out! She had no idea where Barry or Rebecca were, and for that matter she had no idea the rookie was even here until Chris told her.
The officer stood up and stretched her arms before she started to decide what weapons she wanted to take with her to the lower basement. At least, she hoped it was the last floor. How many stories was she underground, anyway?
Jill strode over to the large trunk and started leaving behind her handgun, bazooka, and what was left of their ammunition. She could take just the colt python and shot gun with her. They were easier to handle and a lot lighter than carrying everything at once.
She glanced at the typewriter that was next to the bed and walked back over to it. Her fingers touched the old keys and started to type up one last letter just in case she wasn't going to make it out of there.
Check the safe box. There should be enough in there to keep you a live a little while longer. They saved my life, but now they're yours.
-Jill Valentine
After finishing, she cranked out the rest of the paper and set it beside the old typewriter. This would be the last thing anyone saw that was left from her if she died. This little letter was Jill's legacy if she became one of those monsters. Hopefully, the person that found these weapons would put her lifeless corpse out of misery if she was turned.
Jill checked over her inventory and then headed for the door. She was ready as ever and wasn't going down without a fight. After walking out of the door, she took a right and went to the elevator that she had just turned the power on for.
If she got the alarm on, it would free Chris and give him a chance to escape. It would also give Rebecca and Barry a chance.
She wouldn't allow Wesker to have one. Not since she saw that picture and read those files about him. He was a traitor to S.T.A.R.S. and it's team mates. He's a murderer.
As Jill rounded the corner, she saw someone standing in front of the B4 elevator.
"Jill! Jill, you're here too?" Barry gripped his gun tightly and had a sound of regret in his voice.
"Yes, you're here too?"
With a nod and a scratch of his beard, he replied,
"Look, uh, I lost my way..."
Jill grinned widely and tucked a few strands of her fringe behind her ear. Finally. Someone was going to stay by her side to figure this mess out.
"Let's get going!"
They both entered the elevator and waited for the door to close. It was a tight fit, but at least they were getting somewhere.
After the elevator had stopped on B4, it opened it's doors and let out the two occupants. The lights were dim, barely letting Jill see anything after she stepped off. The large industrial hall way had an exit sign that was toward the left. She began to walk towards the sign and felt that Barry slowed up and was behind her.
When Jill turned the corner, the first thing she saw was an evil smirk glaring down at her.
"Wesker?" she asked with a gasp.
The blonde man let out a low chuckle and adjusted the dark sunglasses that covered his eyes. He looked different, more sinister. And it send pricks and needles up and down her spine.
Jill watched Barry walk away and she stared at Wesker with hatred.
"So you're going to steal all the research!"
Her finger nails dug into the palms of her hands as she stared at her once-trusted captain. She was angry, no, furious. How could he do that to the team? He was a monster. A wolf in sheep's clothing. The Devil.
His face was smug, letting off a deadly charismatic tone of his voice. Bastard.
"Better yet, dear Jill, I'm going to show you the tyrant."
Just the name 'Tyrant' turned her blood and bone to ice. Just how many monsters did Umbrella have under their sleeves?
Wesker grabbed her roughly and lead her inside a room, his gun pointed neatly to the back of her skull. One false move, and she would be not long a part of the living.
He lead her to the other side of the room, which had a large stasis tube.
A gasp comes out of her opened mouth at what she saw inside of the large capsule.
A large monster, over eight feet high. It's skin, a pale, blue color; it's right hand had long fingers, which looked like elongated talons; it's heart was beating outside of it's chest, showing that it was very much alive; it had no genitalia on it's bare lower half, deeming it sexless.
"Tyrant virus is a super virus; which creates a monster which is stronger than human beings. Tyrant is the most powerful biological weapon the the world!"
She watched her ex-captain stand by a large control panel as he stared at the monster. He looked like he was completely fascinated with it, like it was a God in some nature. Jill raised her eye brows as she looked at the thing in the glass case,
"You don't mean you're experimenting on... real people?"
"This is really beautiful. All this power will be mine..." his voice was soft, but firm as he looked at Tyrant in awe.
You monster... what does that mean?
"For the sake of an awful creature!"
He glanced back at Jill and cupped her cheek softly,
"Don't be upset. All weak people exist to be eaten."
His hand moved away sharply after and moved over to the control panel by the tyrant. His fingers tapped a few buttons and the container for the tyrant started to drain the liquid that was surrounding it.
The eyes of the tyrant slowly started to open, focusing on the two people that stood before it. It's large hand touched the glass in front of it and felt that it's still trapped behind the glass. A few hard hits, and it began to crack. The final third hit shattered the glass, which scattered all over the floor.
Tyrant let out an inhuman roar and stared at Jill with it's life-less eyes. Wesker let out an evil chuckle and the monster turned his head at him. The smirk on his face turned sour when it started advancing towards him.
"What? Don't come this way!" his hand feverishly started to type on the control panel until he was stopped by being skewered by the Tyrant's long talons.
"NOOOO!"
The large monster tossed Wesker aside like a rag doll, leaving it's claws covered in blood. It turned towards Jill and she raised her magnum with both hands. Luckily she brought the powerful revolver with her this time. She was going to need it.
A/N: I think one more chapter left. I noticed how long this one was getting, so I cut it to two.
I did use the lines from the directors cut in this, I saw it more fit. There were only a few tweaks on my part. I love the lines, (not the voice acting) and I did not want to change them. I hope you liked the way I wrote them into the story.
Tell me what you thought about this chapter! :) I hope you're enjoying this story!
