Author's notes: After a few months since the last time I updated this fanfiction, I've decided that there are going to be a couple of changes in this story from now on.
One such change is this...

"Let's talk." - Speech
'Maybe I should have said nothing.' - Thought
"I know where you are."- Inhuman/Spiritual/Monstrous voice
«*Ready when you are.» - Translation

In case you didn't knew yet, I am portuguese.
So, whenever I write anything in my nationality, for example: what I think or say. I'll write the english translation for you readers to understand.
I wanted to update my story of 'Sonic Mobius - Marve's Cruelty' first. Unfortunately, the new chapter is still incomplete.
Also, for those who are curious about that other fanfiction, I can tell you this... the new chapter is going to be bigger than the other ones that I have written so far.

Now then, let's begin with the third chapter of 'The Author's Adventures - What if I was in Resident Evil 3: Nemesis'

Chapter 3: ID and new clothes

A - [Give her your real name]
B - [Give her a fake name]

I really didn't want anyone to know who I was until the time was right, but I couldn't lie to her either. I swallowed nervously, turned around to look at her and gave her my name.
"My name is Pedro Lagos." I said in a neutral tone. "I am not from here, I came from europe, Portugal."
"Ah, so you're a foreigner." Jill said more in a statement than in a question.
But I still nodded in response.
"And you must be Jill Valentine." I spoke to her.
Jill gave me a questioning look.
"I've heard you were a member of S.T.A.R.S." I half lied, but still prevented her from interrogating me.
"Yes, I was." the former S.T.A.R.S. member answered. "Until the rest of my team and I were disbanded by the police chief, Brian Irons."
"You were disbanded? Why?" I inquired, although I already knew the reason.
"Because we tried to continue our investigation on Umbrella." Jill explained.
I started thinking for a second before I stated: "Then, I believe that your former boss was secretly involved with them."
"Probably, he was." said Jill as she agreed with me.
"By the way, before we go to the police station, I think you need to change clothes." she stated.
I raised an eyebrow to that before I looked at myself to see that I was still wearing my pajama.
I was so focused in the horror around me and in my survival that I completely forgot that I was still dressed in my sleepwear.
Blushing in embarrassment, I answered: "I... you're right, I do need to change."
The woman smirked at me as she added: "Luckily for you, I got the key to this boutique in front of us."
She got out a key that she had in her person and used it to unlock the clothes' store.

As we walked in, all I could see was clothes for women: dresses, purses, skirts, shirts, high heels, you name it.
I thought with a frown: 'Isto vai demorar algum tempo.*' «*This is going to take some time.»
I kept my head bent down for a bit, until Jill spoke to me.
"Hey, I think these will look good on you."
I turned my attention to her to see that she was holding a few male clothes that I didn't notice.
Just when I thought that there were no clothes for men, the Master of Unlocking had somehow found some.
"Well, are you going to keep staring at them or are you going to try them on?" she told me with a smug grin.
I blushed again at her tease. But didn't say anything as I took them and went into one of the dressing cabins.

A minute later, I opened the cabin's door to reveal myself to her.
I was then dressed with a pair of black shoes, dark brown pants, a dark orange t-shirt with red claw stripes on the shoulders, a black trench coat (similar to Wesker's in RE5) and black leather gloves.
I asked for her opinion: "So, how do I look?"
Jill nodded her head as she replied: "Better than I thought."
I smiled a little to her compliment, even though I usually am not a fan of getting something new to wear.
"So, we're going to the police station now, huh?" I questioned.
"Yeah, follow me." she told me.
Although I already knew the way, I decided just for the time being to play along and pretend I didn't.
We got out of the boutique and proceeded to go to the backdoor area of the bar.
Until something came to my mind.
"Hey Jill, is there any chance that you have a lighter oil?" I asked.
Jill raised an eyebrow as she questioned back: "Yes. Why's that?"
"Just... give me a few seconds."
Once I had said that, I ran back inside of the tavern and got out just as fast as I came in.
I walked back to her with a smirk and showed her the empty lighter in my hand.
"I guess you can now combine it with this." I couldn't help but say it.
Jill gave a bit of a narrow look before she took the item from my hand and assembled it with the lighter oil to make a lighter.
After that, all she said to me was this: "Let's go."
And so, we continued with our way to the bar's backdoor area.

As we got to the area and we were walking to the corridor that would lead to the residential area alley, Jill decided to talk to me again.
"Tell me, how long have you been here in Raccoon City?"
I hesitated for a moment before I told her: "I... I just got here. I was teleported away from my home, believe it or not."
Then I looked at her and saw her looking at me like if I was out of my mind.
It was a little annoying, but it wasn't surprising.
"Oookay?" she began. "You're more traumatized than I thought."
"Say whatever you want, it is the truth." I said as I turned my eyes to where I was walking.
And without saying another word, we had reached the door.

I began to ear loud metal bangings coming from my left side just as soon as we opened the door and entered into the residential area alley.
I took a few steps to it's direction to see that there was an iron barricade close to the next door that had a rope wrapped on it's handle, and behind that barricade were a few zombies trying to knock it down.
If I remembered correctly, those zombies' numbers were eight; two females and six males. They were all police officers. And two of the male zombies were on the ground, trying to crawl towards us.
I turned my sights to the Master of Unlocking and requested her: "May I have the lighter for a minute?"
Although she gave me a questioning look, she gave me the lighter either way.
"What are you going to do?" she inquired me.
"I think you know what I'm going to do." was all I said to her, with my attention between the grade door that appeared a little rusted and the barricade in front of me.
Doing my best to put my fear aside, I boldly approached the door next to the barricade. Even as I ignored Jill warning me to be careful.
Once I stood in front of it, I immediately used the lighter to set the rope on fire.
As the rope started to burn away, I bolted away from the iron barricade right on time for it to be pushed down by the undead cops from the other side.
Not forgetting about the explosive red barrel that was just a couple of feet away from our exit of this place, I kept moving a little further away.
When I got to a safe enough distance, I pointed my handgun to the keg.
"You know what to do now, right?" I asked, looking to Jill for a split second.
"Yes, I do." she confirmed, also pointing her pistol to the barrel.
And after about three or four seconds of waiting, we both fired at the red keg at the same time, causing it to explode and kill five of the male zombie cops, including the two that were crawling, and one of the females. Thereby leaving only one male and one female.
"Let me handle the zombie man, you take care of the woman." Jill told me with a smirk.
Looking to her for a moment, I saw that she was teasing me. Perhaps, it was because she thought I couldn't deal with the male zombie cop, even less with the both of them on my own.
I decided just to go with it, for now.
And just as I fired a bullet to the female zombie's head, the former S.T.A.R.S. member also fired one of her bullets to the male.
After all of the zombies were down for good, I walked over the fallen barricade to grab the two red herbs that were right beside a couple of dead police officers who were eaten by the undead.
I turned my head to the woman behind me, and was about to tell her the reason of why I was picking up the herbs, but she spoke first.
"It's a good thing you decided to get those herbs. I've grabbed some green ones before I got to the bar."
I nodded to her: "Glad to hear that. Because I think we're going to need them soon."
Soon after I grabbed the last herb, I went to check on one of the dead cops, and found a picture consisting of some police officers in heavy armor coming out of a van. The very same picture was also dated at September 27, which would mean it was, in her world's time, yesterday.
I then decided to take the photo with me as I placed it in one of the pockets of my dark brown pants.
Just as soon as I did that, I turned back to the Master of Unlocking.
"Shall we continue?" I questioned her.
Jill immediately answered: "Yes."
And with no more words, we used the grade door that already had the rope completely burned up and entered into the next area.

As soon as we closed the door behind us, I started hearing some odd dog sounds along with some barking coming from an alley that was on fire.
Jill and I could see that fire as clear as day. Heck, even from the position that I was standing, I could really feel it's burning heat.
As we began moving forward a few steps, we quickly came to a sudden stop as we noticed a dog lying on the ground, just one step away from a wall fire hydrant that was leaking, and away from two doors. One was an iron door standing midway to our left side of the alleyway; And the other was a grade door standing at the end of the very same alleyway.
The said canine that was lying there, appeared to be... resting, I think. But from it's heavily injured form, there was no doubt it was a zombie dog.
And I knew that another zombie dog would come leaping out of the fiery alley beside us.
With my pistol still in hand, I turned a serious look at the woman: "Get ready."
I then walked a couple of steps onward... and just as predicted, a zombie dog came out from the alley on fire. And the other one that was resting quickly stood up and charged at us.
Although they were fast, it was still nothing we couldn't handle.
We just needed to shoot seven or eight rounds at the undead canines to make sure they would stay down permanently.
Once that was taken care of, Jill told me she wanted to go to the door to our left before we got to the police station.
Of course I agreed with her, it was best to bring what we possibly could with us before going there. Not to mention, I had this strong and dreaded feeling that the tyrant that Umbrella had sent would be appearing at the station's entrance, just like in the game.

At the alley storage room, I felt as if a moment of peace had suddenly surrounded me. It was brief, but it was acceptable nonetheless.
I took the time to count how many bullets I had actually used up to that point, and how much ammunition I had left.
While I was doing that, I noticed Jill working on some gun powder. Truth be told, I had no idea of how to work on that powder... or any other kind of powder for that matter.
I realized that I only had two bullets left.
I really wanted to use all of the bullets loaded in my Samurai Edge before inserting another magazine.
But I also quickly reminded myself, that this was no longer a game. I had only one life. If I died, it would be a 'YOU DIED' for sure for me. There would be no continues, no loading files to select and replay, no special item to revive me... nothing. It would truly become the end of the line.
So, I thought to myself as I reloaded: 'Melhor prevenir do que remediar.*' «*Better safe than sorry.»
Afterwards, I've decided to give her the red herbs that I just recently acquired, once she was done with all the gun powder she wanted.
As the former S.T.A.R.S. member took them, she asked me: "Do you know how to work with herbs like these?"
"No, I don't, not even a little." I truthfully told her.
She said nothing back to me as she continued working with the herbs, but I knew she acknowledged me.

I waited for her for a couple of minutes until she had finished mixing the two red herbs with two green ones.
When she was done, she stated: "There's only two mixed herbs, so we're gonna have to share."
After she said that, she passed one of the red and green mixed herbs to me, which I gratefully accepted.
I couldn't help but comment: "I see no problems with that."
"Good. Let's get going." she said as she opened the door.

Right after leaving the storage room and then the back alley, we got into the cross of the Fisson Street and Ennerdale Street and headed north of our location.
While we were walking, I kept looking around our surroundings.
I walked to my right, passed by a heavily damaged coffee shop that still had the flashing yellow letters of 'COFFEE' intact, crossed between a little gallery to my left and a upturned car that was in flames to my right, and went to try the iron door in front of me.
But just as it was to be expected, it wouldn't open.
I looked behind me and saw Jill standing a couple of feet away from me, with her fists on the hips.
"Uh... What are you trying to do?" she questioned with an eyebrow lifted.
I said nothing to her. I simply took three steps back from the door, and stood there in thought with a hand on my chin.
"Think we can blow this door with a grenade or something?" I inquired her.
The former S.T.A.R.S. member responded: "Unless you intend to take the risk of bringing a herd of zombies on top of us, no."
I shrugged and turned back to her: "Ok, then I guess the only way to get this door open is by picking the lock." I also added, in order to avoid any suspicion from her. "And speaking of which, do you have anything like a nail file?"
"No. But I have something back in the police station that can help us at picking locks." she told me as she began to walk away.
As I was following her to the police department that was just a couple of blocks away, I couldn't stop myself from feeling nervous.
In truth, I was kinda hoping to avoid that zone because of Umbrella's tyrant, Nemesis appearing there.

I remember a time, when I was a child about ten years old. In that time, I remember seeing my father playing Resident Evil 3: Nemesis on the ps1 console. Of course, even though the gameplay scared me a bit, I was still stupid enough to try and play it.
And, as a punishment to me, I ended up having nightmares about the zombies and monsters in the game for a few nights. But of all the scary things I had seen up to that point... Nemesis was on the top of the list.
But then one day, while I was having another nightmare with the tyrant, I felt a sudden change inside of me. I was no longer afraid of him. In fact, I was feeling an urge to beat him, even if I failed. So, I stood where I was... and when we charged against one another at the same time, I leapt to his direction and brought my fist down upon him, clashing with him almost like titans. And ever since then, I no longer had any problems with the tyrant when I would go to sleep. It made me feel like I was saying to him: "Whenever you're ready for another round, I'll be waiting for you."

Once my past memories had came to an end, I realized we had already passed the yellow free-standing fire hydrant that was damaged and gushing out water, and that we were already standing by the gates of the police station.
I took a deep breath to calm myself down and become as fearless as I could.
'Eu já te enfrentei nos meus sonhos, agora é hora de te enfrentar a sério.*' «*I've already faced you in my dreams, now it's time to face you for real.»
And with those words in my head, we opened the gates and walked inside.

As we stopped between the gates behind us and the department's double doors in front of us, I switched my attention to the woman at my side.
I noticed her just standing there and looking to the name presented on top of the station's entrance. Raccoon's Police Department, or simply 'R.P.D.'.
The only thing that I thought possible was that Jill was reliving some memories of her own, like when she joined S.T.A.R.S. for the first time, and many other things.
But whatever it was that she was thinking about was instantly cut off as soon as we heard the screeching sound coming from the iron gates behind us, as they were opened. Even though I knew in the back of my head who was coming, I still got a little startled along with Jill, as we turned to look behind us.
We both saw an injured Brad entering, but I also noticed something different from what I was expecting. The S.T.A.R.S. alpha team pilot appeared to be less crippled than he would normally appear in the game, not counting for a small bloody cut on his upper right arm and a bloody scratch mark on his back; and additionally, unlike in the game, he wasn't clenching a hand to his torso.
"J-Jill... ugh..." Brad began to speak, the sound of his voice nearly appeared to be of relief.
"Brad."
Taking a second look to the pilot, he looked like he was exhausted after running for a long time.
Until, out of nowhere, I felt a very cold sensation going from my spine to my head. And that very same sensation made me realize something quite grim...
Nemesis was here, in this location.
"We gotta..." he tried to say as he barely moved towards us.
And before the pilot could finish his sentence, just like in the game, the Nemesis T-type himself landed out of nowhere between us and roared as he focused his sight on Brad.
The monster's sudden appearance caused the pilot to scream out of fear, and the woman by my side to only gasp.
In a panic state, Brad still tried to flee from the large hunter, despite being so tired. However, because of his panic, he quickly got himself cornered against a wall.
"Jill, help!" he shouted, pleading.
I averted my eyes to Jill for a moment, and I saw that she froze up, most likely in shock.
"Jill!" I called out to her. "Jill!"
But, I got no response.
Shifting my gaze back to Nemesis, I noticed him already taking hold of Brad as the pilot kept on screaming.

In that very moment, I felt as if time had slowed down.
With Jill still standing there like a statue, and Brad just a few seconds from getting killed by Umbrella's executioner.

My thoughts started running like a bus at full speed.
If I'm going to shoot at Nemesis, I better be accurate and quick, and shoot him in the head. But even then, only luck will save Brad if I manage to get the tyrant's attention to me for a short time;
If I want to catch the monster's whole attention, I'll need to be bold and reckless, jump on top of him and try to yank one of the tentacles from his right arm by brute force. However, that means I'll be putting myself in a precarious position and taking the risk of having my bones greatly damaged;
Or alternatively, I could simply let history repeat itself. One, because I don't think I need to be more on that monster's blacklist than I'll be eventually. And two, because Brad is nothing but a coward. Which means by saving him, it will be almost like carrying some dead weight with us.
I silently asked myself: "What am I going to do?"

A - [Jump on top of him]
B - [Shoot him]
C - [Do nothing]
Time Limit: 1 month. (12/04/2016) - (12/05/2016)

Author's notes: I've been considering this for a while, and I decided to let you readers to choose one between three options.
I'll try to make more chapters with three or more choices like this one. But still, most of the chapters will only have two.

For this chapter, Brad Vickers is the first determinant character.
One choice will make sure Brad dies, the other will spare him, and the choice in the middle is bit of 50/50 from the former two.
So, in case anyone chooses the option in the middle, tell me where I should aim in order to make Nemesis let go of him.
For now, that is all.

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