Chapter 3: Nemesis.

What the hell was it? The thing advancing on her slowly, staring coldly at her through its one eye, teeth gritted in its unintentional smile.

"S.T.A.R.S..." It growled again.

Jill looked at the monster in puzzlement, what could it want with her former profession? What could it want with her anyway?

"Wh-what are you?!" She gasped, planning her next move carefully...Should she run forward and past the monster, or should she turn on her heels and run for the nearest side street? How fast was this thing in front of her?

No time for wondering about what it could/couldn't do though, it unexpectedly charged at her with surprising speed for something its size and bulk, its arm outstretched at her. Fortunately, Ms. Valentine was also quick moving, leaping out of the way of the beast coming for her, landing and rolling away.

Unfazed by the sudden movement of its opponent, the monster swung its bulky left arm around in a left hook, forcing Jill to duck at a moments notice.

"My god..." She thought, "How can it be that fast?!"

There was no time for wondering, she had to move again, this time to avoid a right hook which came just as fast as the left one. With nowhere else to leap, she launched herself onto a car bonnet situated next to her.

"How can I get away from this thing?!" She said to herself breathlessly, watching in horror as he monster raised both arms and clasping its hands together, ready to bring them down upon her.

But with a mighty push, Jill forced herself up the windshield up onto the car's roof just as the mighty Tyrant's fists smashed and crumpled the bonnet with a mighty blow. Suddenly Jill realised what she was up against, if it could do that to a car bonnet seemingly without much effort, then what could it do to her with a concentrated blow?

"I guess I have to fight back..." Jill muttered, raising her gun.

But..."CLICK"

"Oh shit!, I didn't reload!"

Too late to react, Jill was caught in the tight grip of the beast she tried so hard to avoid, it raised her up with next to no effort by her throat in its right hand, then mercilessly threw her to the ground.

As she lay there on the ground, her gun still clamped tight in here hand, she surveyed her surroundings, looking for either a means of escape or something to use against her new enemy.

Then, she spotted it: The gas tank of the car that she had just been thrown from. She scrambled for a handgun clip, as fast as she could she slammed it into her gun, cocked it, took aim and fired, sending the car up in a fireball, throwing the monster to the floor, seemingly unconscious.

Cautiously, Jill stood up and walked over to her fallen enemy, noticing the word "Nemesis" tattooed to its skin on the back of its left hand.

"So that's what I call you..." She said, noticing that "Nemesis" was still breathing, she stood up and began to run, attempting to put as much distance between her and it as possible, due to the fact it was still very much alive.

As she ran, she realised that the streets had suddenly became eerily quiet, save for the crackling of the various fires created in the initial panic of the city, and the wind blowing around her.

Checking her ammo pouch, she realised that there was only two more ammo clips left for her, she stopped dead in her tracks, realising where in the city she actually was, she'd gotten to the city centre and then it dawned on her how bad he situation actually was: She was alone, low on ammo, slightly injured, getting tired and dead in the middle of a city that had become the closest thing to Hell on earth she could imagine; and she needed to fight her way out...

"How the hell am I gonna do this?" She sighed to herself, surveying her surroundings for anything that could come to use.

Looking over to an adjacent street, she realised that she wasn't alone after all, a huge congregation of zombies were simply standing there, waiting for another human to devour, not that there seemed to be any left alive at this point...

Taking cover behind a nearby car, she decided to watch them, to see if there was any signs of weakness or humanity left in them. But after a few minutes of simply standing there groaning, Jill deduced that there simply was no humanity left in them at all, they would just stand there looking gaunt, as if none of the others existed at all.

"So they truly are empty husks..." She muttered, suddenly reacting to a familiar sound, the sound of the Raccoon City tram in the distance, "Is this my ticket out of here?!" She gasped, joy stretching across her face momentarily...Before she realised just where the tram actually was: BEHIND the group of zombies, who were in numbers of at least thirty. The joy suddenly turned to anguish.

Her eyes darted about her surroundings, hoping for any other means of salvation, then she spotted it just sitting there, a police cruiser with its drivers side door hanging open, simply baiting her it seemed.

Without even the slightest amount of hesitation, Jill darted over to inspect the vehicle that was luckily out of view of the horde in the opposite street.

However, this means of transportation had its own way of biting back at her, not only were the keys missing from the ignition, but any attempts to hot-wire the vehicle ultimately failed.

"GODDAMNIT!" Jill cursed through gritted teeth, slamming her fist against the steering wheel, lowering her head.

The sound of helicopter blades sounded out in the sky, could this be her salvation at last?

Proof she wasn't making things up in her mind, there was indeed a helicopter in the distance, and for a moment, Jill's spirit was lifted greatly...Then came the shattering of that feeling.

For reasons unknown to her, the copter started to descend rapidly, suddenly disappearing from view behind the buildings in the distance, before an almighty boom sounded out.

"Oh god no..." Valentine thought to herself, staring blankly in the direction of the now fallen helicopter.

Then the thought came to her, was the car's radio working? Could she contact the RPD? Only one way to find out...

"Hello?!" She began, "This is Jill Valentine, is anyone there?!"

A moment of silence, then a familiar voice sounded.

"Jill, it's Brad! It's so good to hear your voice!"

A smile broke out across Jill's face, she couldn't believe that she was hearing someone else's voice again, let alone Brad Vickers'.

"Ditto...But I'm afraid I won't be seeing you any time soon...I-I'm cut off from the precinct, with no quick way to get to you, so there isn't much chance of a team-up, which is what I need right now!"

A shuffling sound appeared over the radio, and another familiar voice sounded out, bringing another smile across Ms. Valentine's face; It was her old friend Leon Kennedy.

"Valentine, it's Kennedy, do you have any idea how we may find a new place to lay low other than the precinct? we're practically swarming with these things here!"

"You're in luck, the tram which runs through Raccoon is heading towards you, so get there quickly and you may have a chance of getting out of here! I would be on it but...I was cut off by those..." Jill replied before trailing off, knowing that he knew what she was going to say.

"Ok, thanks for the heads up...if we all somehow make it out of here alive, first round's on me..." Sighed Leon.

Jill stayed silent for a moment, not quite knowing what to say to a person she might never see again.

"Leon..." She started, "Good luck, all of you, good luck, watch each other's backs, so that the bill will make a dent in his wallet!"

Her sentence ended with a nervous laugh, and she placed the radio receiver back into its slot, stepping out of the car.

"Good luck Jill...You'll need it..." Leon said, signing out the radio, leaving Jill in near silence once again.

Jill looked over at the massive group of zombies blocking her path in the other street, in the direction of the RPD, where her friends were holed up.

"Good luck Leon..." She muttered, before slumping against the car, pondering her next move, "Where could Mikhail and the others be?...They can't have gotten far..."

Just when all hope seemed to be gone, yet another familiar voice called out.

"Jill!"

She looked over, and there, running towards her was Carlos...

"Carlos? What're you...I thought you were with..."

"We got separated..." The Hispanic merc replied, "C'mon, I know where they were heading though, if we hurry we can catch up to them!"

Carlos led the way away as Jill quickly followed...While back at the site of their first encounter, "Nemesis", rose from the flames of the car used to defeat him and let out his signature roar for all to hear...

To Be Continued...

[Writer's note: Oo, Nemmy doesn't seem happy does he?

Anyway, hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I know this chapter moved a little slowly, but I wanted to make sure Nemesis got a good introduction and that a tie was made to my previous 'fic.

Read & Review people!

- ResiAddict]