Chapter 3. "The cursed day."

Jill Valentine opened her eyes. Everything looked out of focus as she was on her back somewhere and the world was rocking beneath her. Not violently, but steadily. She tugged on her arms and legs to get a response back with the nerves. Alright, I have feeling in my limbs. Jill sighed.

It was a comforting feeling. She stayed where she was for a moment, she closed her eyes. When it was darkened, she tried to remember the last thing happened, but her head still hurts. She felt a cold breeze tickle her nose, she opened her eyes back to reality. Leon was there waiting to confront her about his plans; as well as for Jill to share a tender hug with Rebecca.

Then maybe she could show her wedding photos and to tell Rebecca about the place they chose. It wasn't anything major. There were only a few close friends there as she and Leon wanted to keep it simple.

Jill felt guilt wash over her. Perhaps when they meet again, she should apologize for not telling Rebecca before. Perhaps, they could catch up with each other and maybe they could rebuild their friendship to how it was in the past...

'A fool's dream.' Jill sighed.

The wind ticked her nose again. That was her signal to return to the task at hand. She put those thoughts aside. She let her nose clear her mind.

'Seawater?' Jill frown slightly.

She blinked to regain the focus in her eyes. A rusted ceiling is the first thing she saw. There were countless cracks and cobwebs along it. She leaned up then rubbed her forehead. She closed her eyes as she brought her left hand up. Her closed eyes reacted to her hand. She opened them again to see a dark orange glow emanate from a bracelet at her wrist.

"Where...am I?" she whispered.

She'd been half-dreaming, remembering things. Then something caught her attention.

...

It sound like something metallic and it was heavy by the sound of it. Most likely dense with material. It was obviously a metal door.

A dark shape came in between the ceiling and her. A head and shoulders engulfed in a black abyss. The shape was darker than the wall. She tried to move, to do something to fight back, but her body felt sore and exhausted.

"Lay still, it doesn't benefit you if you rush your movements." The figure spoke in a low muffled tone. The voice was clearly male.

"Who?" She gasped for the word. "Are..."

"Don't talk." He murmured. "You're just an unlucky survivor." The sound of fabric rubbed against itself as she sensed something above her head.

Then she felt something warm on her forehead, slowly the man's footsteps faded out of the place. The footsteps sounded bulky, most likely boots.

Once he was outside, he used his radio. The figure slowly brought its arm to its ear. "Mission accomplished." he reported.

After mere seconds of silence, he heard her voice. "I knew I could count on you." A cold-silky voice of a woman replied. "No time to rest, hurry up and get ready to move her."

The man looked through the open door, at the fragile woman.

Her breathing was at the pace it needed to be. The Orange light reflected off her emotionless face.

He took something out of his pocket, a small white kit.

"Copy that." He answered.

...

Leon and Rebecca went through the busy streets together on his motorcycle. The clouds blanketed the sky again. The grey glow consumed the streets while a chance of more rain loomed.

Though Leon felt like is just the warning of what they about to endure.

"How long you two have been living here?" Rebecca shouted over the motor.

"About a month. It's just until I finish my job here." he replied. That was his plan, to take Rebecca to his home and meet Jill. Offer a coffee to her, then he will tell her about the serious danger she was in.

"Don't you think it is too much to pay for a house, when you're not moving here?"

"We don't own the house, we're just renting it." Leon tilted the bike to the right to make a turn.

Rebecca noticed in the distance, a dark thick smoke raising in the sky.

Large group of people were in the street. All of them watched from a distance.

'What happened?' Rebecca thought to herself. With that, the motorcycle sped up without warning. Rebecca tightened her grip.

Leon stopped near a fence and leaned back. Rebecca did the same as Leon jumped out of the motorcycle.

"My god," he panicked.

The left side of the house was on flames. It spread along the walls and left a massive hole. The firemen were doing the best they could to control it. Several dozen people watched from the sidewalk as several police officers ordered them to back up.

He tried to run inside, but two firefighters stopped him. One had a hold of his left arm, while the other hold onto his waist pinning him in the spot.

"Let me go, my wife is inside!" he shoved past them. Several more firefighters stopped him.

Rebecca walked behind him. Her heart felt like it was going to explode.

There was fear and confusion.

This was supposed to be a happy visit to an old friend, but it seems today is cursed after that heavy rain. "Please be okay..." She muttered.

The firefighters explained that they sent people inside. It seemed that the house was empty. With the news, Leon took a very deep breath. After hearing that and seeing Leon's reaction, Rebecca calmed down as well.

"Leon!" A woman broke through the crowd. A police officer tried to stop her until she showed him her government ID.

Leon and Rebecca looked at the woman who was in a suit. "Hunnigan, what are you doing here?" Rebecca heard Leon speak to her fearfully.

The woman bit her lip nervously "Look, Jill is fine. It's just... she was another target."

"Excuse me?" Rebecca called her. " What are you saying?"

In that moment Hunnigan saw Rebecca, her eyes widened in a shock. "Rebecca Chambers, I did not expect to see you here." she said. "Would you two follow me, please?"

Leon frowned at Hunnigan as the three of them walked away. The firefighters continued their work to prevent it from spreading.

Hunnigan's car located far from Leon's house, close to the park. Once they were inside, Hunnigan revealed what she knew so far. "All this time we thought, no eyes were upon the B.S.A.A. members." Hunnigan pushed her glasses up slightly. "This gave them the perfect chance to come to your house today, I think in the middle of the chaos no one saw him ran out of the house. He's a mercenary and is most likely a professional one."

"Hello!" Rebecca screamed. "Why am I here!?"

Gently Leon hold her hand, "Relax, I'm sorry." he whispered.

Hunnigan swallowed hard, "There has been series of abductions that happened in the past several weeks now. So far, Claire Redfield and Moira Burton are the first victims along with other members of TerraSave. They were the only targets and several others all over."

"It seems to be by random but each person that's been abducted, they all have a common trait." Hunnigan turned to Rebecca. "They were all involved at some point with Bioterrorism. Not like terrorists, just people that happen to be around it, no matter what occupation."

"We knew for sure those whoever they are, are focusing on a survivors and watching them until the right moment presented itself. We know that some has you under surveillance Rebecca." Hunnigan dropped a bomb. Rebecca's eyes widened. "Leon here offered to help you. But we were too slow to realize it and Jill was taken like the others."

Rebecca processed all she just heard.

"Did you say there was a Burton who was abducted?" Rebecca wanted to clarify.

"She was fine a half hour ago," Leon said before she had the chance to ask more questions. "She replied to my message."

"That could have been a Trojan Horse. So we can't assume that message is reliable. I know this must be a horrifying news for you, we'll find her I'm sure, stay strong okay?" Hunnigan leaned back in her seat. "I have a lead for you to go, a place to investigate, you might find something useful there."

"What in the world is going on?!" Rebecca screamed again. "While people are been taking like this?! And what happened to them then!?"

Without any spoken words, Hunnigan opened a brown bag. Inside, She took out several classified documents.

"This is a small Information, Barry gathered days ago."

"Barry is a part of this?" Rebecca shook her head knowing it would be fruitless to complain again.

The first page contain a talk about human testing 'Uroboros project.'

Uroboros was an advanced strain of the Progenitor virus, which was created by Albert Wesker with assistance from Excella Gionne, CEO of TRICELL's African division

It was over in Africa, but someone took a hold of the virus somehow.

Chris Redfield assured he doesn't know about a possible person working with Wesker.

The last Uroboros has been used by Wesker, when they killed him in the volcano. While the rest is destroyed in the crash.

"Why is this happening? Why me?" Rebecca asked in the verge of tears. "I'm just a nurse, who wants to help people."

"I'm sorry Rebecca."

"No! I'm tired of your apologies. It's about time you explain to me of everything that's going on! is my sister in danger too?." Rebecca frowned at the both of them. "… Well? I'm waiting."

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