Jungle Queen!

Episode 3: Deep Sea Discovery

The control room of the Umbrella Labs was definitely not the place anybody wanted to be today, least of all because Ada was in it. But alas Billy Birkin had no choice but to be there since he was chosen (more like FORCED to be there XD) by his cohort due to Wesker's cowardice and everybody else's fear of Ada's iron queen demeanor when it came to making this faction of Umbrella a tightly wound machine functioning at peak efficiency.

"Launching scout probes" Birkin remarked, affirming Ada's previous order, sending out underwater drones towards the Island in the hopes of gathering more information on The Nakeds for the sake of fishing for weaknesses yet to be exploited.

"I still don't think you're gonna get much from this. The files we already have on Jill, Rebecca and Leon already detail their history well enough as is, and for the two savages who already lived there, who the hell knows if they even have records, this just seems like a needless waste of resources if you ask me" Birkin spoke freely. Cynical in his opinion, but not entirely unfounded since as someone who'd been trying to defeat the Nakeds with his own and Wesker's failed schemes, there was nothing Ada could do that he and even one as madly insane as Wesker couldn't.

"Did I ask for your opinion? If I need advice Birkin I'll take it from your wife, not you" Ada replied seethingly sarcastic in her deadpan tone of voice. Coldly shooting down any of Billy's dissenting opinions about her wish for further study and information.

"Annette couldn't hack it here if you gave her an armada and all the power in the world. If you had half the guts to step up to the plate and take these nude savages as much as you claim I don't think you're in the right to judge us you temperamental bitch" Birkin scoffed, rolling his eyes at the sheer nerve of Ada to cast aside a cynical if realistically founded viewpoint on the matter.

"Well be prepared to swallow your pride and that cancer stick in your mouth 'Billy boy' because your arrogance has gotten you nowhere. I on the other hand have several plans in motion. First I gather information, I make an informed decision, then I recruit troops, and lastly I execute the plan and succeed in ways you and that utter failure of a mad scientist could ever dream of" Ada explained matter of factly. It would be fair to say that Ada had verbally destroyed Birkin's attempts to save face because she was truly better than him.

And Birkin knew it to be true, taking another drag from his cigarette in frustration.

"Now go placate that dear daughter of yours who will soon grow up into a more intelligent woman to see how much of a deadbeat father you truly are" Ada smugly suggested, placing her hands on her hips as she felt a rush of confidence in Birkin's aggravated expression. Knowing she effectively twisted the knife to puncture his fragile ego.

"Whatever... Maybe we should shove you on that Island and leave you to the Nakeds" Birkin muttered under his breath in utter frustration, loving nothing more than to find a way to get Ada out of his life.

With a smirk across her lips, Ada felt satisfied feeding upon the anguish of Birkin's own failures. Everything she had in motion would soon be underway.

Once the information was gathered today, she could then focus her efforts on meeting the new Umbrella Mercs soon to be under her employ tomorrow. With the two scout probes launched it was just be a matter of playing the waiting game.

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The sickeningly disgusting musk of cigarettes and alcohol littered the air. That utterly foul stench suffocated Leon's lungs with his mind painting the picture brought back to the forefront of his mind. A mental picture he sought to bury after arriving on the Island and shedding his old self alongside his clothes.

Opening his eyes he saw himself right back where he began. The dilapidated apartment building left in decay. The same static ridden television illuminating the room in the dead of night, the moans of a familiar woman that made his heart beat rapidly, knowing her audible moans were not those of pleasure, her cries speaking out what she truly felt. Faintly traced with the sounds of flesh being smacked with enough force that it could be perceived beyond immediate range.

Leon taking a deep breath ran into the living room as if on instinct, forgoing consequence only to find a shoulder length blonde haired girl faintly illuminated by the dimmed light that the fixture provided. In his sight lay a a girl half naked, her breasts exposed clad only in her panties and high heels. Her body bruised and scarred, turning her face upwards to face Leon, her eyes blackened from running mascara and bruises. Her nose and mouth dripping with blood as chichlets felt to the floor from her most recent injury.

"H-Heather?" Leon mouthed, fear paralyzing his movements as he bore witness to his older sister smiling at him despite being inflicted all too familiar injuries upon her body. The blonde girl crying bloody tears while forcing a reassuring smile across her lips. Always ready to shield her baby brother from harm even if in the end she was only deluding herself.

"I-its okay Leon. I'm fine see?" Heather stammered, her tone of voice breathy as if mustering up the strength to speak was causing her pain.

"No Heather, you're not. We've gotta take you to a Hospital! I mean I was too scared before, but now I mean... C'mon we've gotta-" Leon rambled, desperately trying to focus his thoughts, grabbing his sister's hands, wanting to rush her to immediate treatment of her fatal injuries before the girl slipped her hand out of his grasp.

"Don't worry about me little brother. I'm fine. Just go for a walk out by the beach for a while. Don't you worry about the body bag standing over by the white light... Somethings are better left unsaid" Heather stated. Leon turning around to see the black body bag masking a figure inside, zipped up locking away something Leon agreed with his phantom sister that such things should be left shrouded in darkness forever blank from his mind.

"Heather... Please don't go. Please"

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"Hey! Wakey wakey hands of snakey!" Claire called out, inside Leon's hut as she called him awake, watching him stir from his slumber. Finding his jerky movements somewhat unusual as if awakening from a nightmare.

"Ugh... Wha? Heeeeey Jungle Babe, what's shakin?" Leon mumbled, his hazy vision focusing to see the nude Redfield girl standing above him, quickly getting back into 'character' with a cheeky smile and quick joke to mask his prior flashback to the past. The Jungle girl rolling her eyes in response toward Leon's usual persona.

"Oh not much... Just that Becca recently scoped a sunken treasure ship off the coast of our Special Place and me, Jill, Chris and Becca have agreed to make a day out of going to explore it. You want in?" Claire inquired innocently, making a cute pout. Hoping to entice Leon into coming with her in the hopes of finding yet another thing to make a challenge between the two.

"Sunken treasures, cute nude babes and the promise of adventure? How could I refuse?" Leon rhetorically queried, grinning madly as he took Claire's hand, rising from his fur coverings that made up his bed, standing tall with a lively smile as Claire lead the way, giggling gleefully as the ordinarily cocky girl, skipped femininely, perhaps the influence of Becca and Jill giving her a better frame of reference in how a proper lady should act. Leading the nude Kennedy dude towards his friends, rubbing the sleep outta his eyes with a major yawn escaping his lips.

"Leon's in girls and guys! Lets rock!" Claire exclaimed, enthusiastically raising her fist into the air, ready for an awesome day of adventuring.

"YAY!" Becca cheered, bouncing up and down the whole trip, fueled by the excitement of yet another adventure where all of them would share in the joy of undiscovered exploration.

"So... Fill me in here. What sorta treasures are we looking for here?" Leon inquired.

"Well since Becca found the ship, I sort of got to talking with Chris and Claire that maybe this might've been 'The Fortune' that Umbrella was looking for. Maybe if we can find it we can negotiate for them to leave us alone the next time that Wesker guy and his cronies come trying to attack us" Jill explained. Always thinking ahead when it came to the safety of her friends.

"Heh, do ya really think Umbrella would be stupid enough to go after us after that major goddess display you scared em off with last time?" Leon asked, disbelieving that Umbrella would be so foolhardy considering that those who bore witness to Jill's 'powers' would return knowing for the hell they would've faced if they remained unaware that what happened was a result of Jill's temporary alliance with a spirit now returned to the spirit realm with her beloved.

"Hopefully not. But we can't be passive about the thought of Umbrella coming back. At least with this we can mitigate the threat and hopefully let Umbrella get out of our hair and leave us to live here naked and free" Jill replied, glancing towards Chris as if looking for affirmation in her more optimistic outlook on life, something in which a subtle nod had given her all the go-ahead for.

"C'mon ladies and guys! Lets keep that scary stuff at the back of our minds okay? Lets just have fun and worry about that other stuff later ya know?" Becca chirped up, Laz supporting her position with chirps of his own as he sat perched on Becca's shoulder.

"Hey Becca? Is Laz able to swim?" Chris inquired curiously, never having seen a Lemur swim for himself.

"Well I mean like, Laz himself isn't able to swim, but only certain species of Lemur are able to do it Soooo I was thinking that maybe if I was able to teach him that like maybe I could teach Laz how to swim in all this adventure ya know?" Becca answered, Laz looking visibly frightened at the prospect, however Becca scratching his chin in the effort to calm him down and make him feel at ease.

"In that case, then maybe Jill I can teach you how to fight under the water?" Chris postulated, Jill looking towards him with a smile gracing her lips.

"I'm willing to take any help you can give me" Jill replied warmly.

"Every day's a school day" Leon remarked off the cuff, Claire taking note of Leon's casual comment and opting to take the initiative to make things more fun for the two of them.

"Tell ya what Jungle boy. First one of us who finds the treasure gets to have the best fruit salad ever prepared for them by the loser?" Claire wagered, grinning with a cocky smirk, baiting Leon to take her gamble in the effort to cover all her bases. Best case scenario she wins and Leon shows his appreciation of her by making her a tasty meal and makes it an official 'date' (as Becca called it) between the two. But at worst she makes a yummy salad for Leon and perhaps with this she can show him that she's willing to make him happy as can be if it means that he return the very same feelings for her.

"Hope your skills are up to the test Jungle Babe, cuz by the time I'm done I'm gonna be decked out in gold, Rubies and a king's crown baby" Leon boasted, ushering Claire to chase after him as he took off with great enthusiasm, Claire following in close pursuit all the while Chris, Jill and Becca chuckled.

"Some things never change" Jill remarked, the trio accelerating into a run to keep pace with the two lovebirds who had feelings yet unacknowledged.

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From a graceful lithely lady like dive from Jill to the rough and tumble splash into the deep sea of Chris and Becca, The Nakeds found the soothing coolness of the sea pleasing as their nude bodies felt unrestrained as they swam down towards the sunken shipwreck that contained the treasure they sought. The ship having eroded due to the salt water and the slimy almost snake-like structure that looked to have grown around its slicked its mass with its seaweed look.

The initial look of the vessel seeming stable enough for Chris to take point and go on ahead, Jill feeling as if she needed to step up to the plate following in tow as she swam behind Chris, getting a good look at his 'private' organs thankful that nobody else could see the blush on her face.

Thoughts that did not last long however as a sudden appearance of a hungry hungry shark dashed towards them, snapping his maw down, separating Jill and Chris from the rest of the Nakeds whom propelled themselves backwards towards the Island whilst the Shark turned its gaze towards its nearest meal of Chris and Jill quickly swimming towards the close proximity of the sunken ship.

As luck would have it, something Jill could only vaguely see in the brief few seconds her adrenaline filled brain would allow was a small black metallic object that collided with the shark, buzzing with an electrical discharge before exploding, the resulting shockwave causing a rumbling among the ship's structural integrity, giving the two still submerged Nakeds the only course of action to rush quickly inside the ship's interiors to avoid the explosion residue, separating them from their friends and left inside the ship which had collapsed the sole underwater entrance and leaving Jill and Chris trapped inside.

"Ah...hah... We've gotta go back!" Becca gasped,the first one to surface, ready to dive back down, only stopped by Claire and Leon whom followed closely behind, holding her back only for the sake of wanting to take a smarter approach of assessing the damage before taking a leap of faith.

"Hang on... Take a breather, and me and Claire will take another dive down and then we'll make up a plan to get em outta there alright?" Leon suggested, his tone of voice filled with determination, nodding towards Claire before motioning Becca to return to shore with Laz until they could ascertain the best course of action.

With Claire and Leon taking a dive back into the sea, Becca backstroked towards the beach, her thoughts in prayer at this point that Chris and Jill would be safe from harm.

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"PFWAH! haah... Ah, Chris? Are you okay?" Jill asked, spitting out the water that clogged her throat, kneeling upon the slime ridden wood surface of the ship's deck, her brain not quite connecting the dots just yet, primarily focused on the safety of the one whom she was closest to.

"I am fine" Chris replied, similarly getting his breath back. Quickly coming to notice however that the fact that this submerged ship was providing oxygen let alone had not succumbed to water flowing into the interior at all to be quite puzzling.

"There's something seriously wrong with this ship. Why isn't there any water flowing in here?" Jill queried aloud. More so for herself to ponder than anything else. slowly standing up as she took in her surroundings fully.

The wooden framework of the ship was old... And yet eerily alive. The windows rusted shut, the broken floor panels where Chris and herself had escaped by all accounts should've been flooding water into the deck, but surprisingly suppressed by an unknown force, Chris narrowing his eyes with a brief red flash overcoming his iris as he could swear he could see a dark blue aura holding the water back.

"The wood had collapsed behind us. There is no way to get back from the way we came" Chris spoke pointedly.

"In that case I guess we're just gonna have to find another way out. Hopefully the rest of the ship is still intact" Jill stated, taking point as she walked towards a doorway leading towards the corridors of the empty corridors of the ship.

"Even still, I can't shake the feeling that there's something... Evil here" Jill commented, the creak of the door echoing down throughout the vessel's hallowed halls.

"Perhaps it is this evil that sank the ship? Or what is keeping the water from flooding in?" Chris pondered, building onto Jill's hypothesis.

"Seems likely. Either way if we can't find a way out, then hopefully the other Nakeds will be able to come to our rescue" Jill sighed, her intuition telling her that if things go pear-shaped they would need a very quick exit before things turned dire.

Each step the two nudists took echoed with the faint echoes of the steel framework stressing its weakening construction. Like a being that wanted to die kept alive by abominable means. The ship's design decorated with beautiful rose patterns etched onto the wood. Each room Jill and Chris searched containing little more than dust and echoes with empty beds and forgotten memories.

Opening up one of the closets Jill saw a violet dress, picking it off the rack and feeling a warm girlish glee to try it on, just about to slide it on before the dress disintegrated into scraps of fabric and dust. Chris smiling happily at the results. He'd worked too hard to make Jill comfortable with being naked and he was certainly not going to let her go back to wearing those accursed things.

Pouting cutely, Jill spotted a tuxedo inside the very same closet, an evil grin coming to her lips.

"Oh Chrissy-poo? Wouldn't you look very handsome in this tuxedo?" Jill cooed playfully, presenting the textile prison Chris refused to recognize as anything a reasonable human being would wear, downright offended that Jill would bare the thought of dressing him in clothes.

"I am not wearing those EVIL things!" Chris snapped, seeing exactly where Jill's sly joke at his expense was going and in no way willing to indulge her devilish fantasies.

"Pleeeeaaase?" Jill begged sweetly, giving Chris an angelic smile that he had to turn his head away from.

"I will not, I will not I will not I will not I will not I will not-"

(One Minute Later)

"Oh my goodness! You look amazing!" Jill cried out happily. Placing her hands atop her mouth in sheer awe of just how nicely Chris cleaned up once ya got him in a suit.

Chris on the other hand was quite obviously uncomfortable, repressing a snarl as he regretted everything right in that very moment... Even if Jill's adorable playful side tempted him into this situation to begin with. His buff physique straining against the fabric, so uncomfortable that it took all he could to play along with Jill's request whilst she hummed a tune in a sing-song voice, taking her sweet time sifting through clothes until she could find the right outfit to sate her flight of fancy.

Her girlhood dream to see herself in a beautiful dress in the arms of a handsome man.

"Ah! That's perfect!" Jill exclaimed happily, pulling out her outfit of choice, placing her Beret on a nearby dresser and sliding the clothes onto her body, stepping out as she placed her hands on her hips displaying a beautiful dark blue dress for Chris's eyes only, quickly moving back towards the no longer nude Redfield male before she nuzzled into his chest.

"Isn't this wonderful?" Jill sighed dreamily, Chris only grunting quietly in response.

Twirling in a pirouette out of Chris's embrace, the flowey nature of her dress whirling with Jill as she turned to face Chris whilst placing her hands on her hips, in complete cheerful enjoyment of her silly side.

"Oh just imagine if we were to dress like this every day?" Jill inquired happily, Chris's eyes widening in abject shock of what that would entail.

That was it.

"ngh.. nrgahl *ROOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRR!*" Chris roared, beating his chest like an ape before gripping his fingers into the tuxedo and ripping it in half, exposing his body to the elements before tensing his muscles together, using his erect penis to puncture a hole through his pants, tearing them apart as they plodded on the ground, returning him back to being fully nude, rushing on all fours as he grabbed Jill's dress and tore it clean off her body, rescuing her from the evils of clothes, Jill gasping in surprise at how swiftly Chris's motions were now back to being in the nude herself.

"Much.. Better" Chris panted, the relief of nudity calming his nerves, Jill giggling cheekily as she retrieved her S.T.A.R.S beret and placing it atop her head once more.

"Oh don't be so mad. You know I'd never force you to wear clothes for the rest of your life" Jill remarked warmly, having gotten the reaction she wanted out of him, giving him a hug since he did play along with her long enough to sate her silly fantasies.

"Promise me you will NEVER make me wear those evil cloth cages ever again" Chris pleaded with absolute graveness to his tone, disturbed that men would willingly subject themselves to having their penis constricted by those leg coverings.

"I promise" Jill chuckled, giving Chris her word that she wouldn't subject him to that terror for the rest of his days. The Valentine girl picking up the clothes to toss by the wayside, feeling the unusual weight of the tuxedo before a metallic key with a sword etched on is base fell out of its pocket.

"Could come in handy if we find any locked doors around here. Maybe if they correspond with its symbol" Jill remarked to herself, keeping hold of the key as she and Chris got back to the task at hand and traversed the derelict vessel.

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"Hey! Check this out!" Claire called out, surfacing to the water as she dragged something big and metallic back to shore with her, Becca and Leon waiting on tenterhooks to see what it was.

Jogging her way out of the ocean, dripping water slicking her skin, Claire dumped the charred hunk of junk upon the sand where the three Nakeds converged to try and decipher its contents.

"I found it nearby the ship where that Shark was blown up. No idea what the hell it is though" Claire mused, giving her initial observations as she saw nothing more than a paperweight of metal, busted circuits and something Claire wasn't familiar with, hoping her more modern society friends would have a clue what it was.

"Either way we're eating good tonight" Leon commented cheerfully, holding up a leaf basket weaving filled with the Shark's crispy body that was going to be The Naked's dinner tonight just as soon as they rescued Jill and Chris.

"Hmm... It looks like a deep sea camera, like the kinda stuff they use to film marine biology documentaries. I can't see any logo on it so maybe this is from an amateur filmmaker?" Becca postulated, working with what limited data she had.

"Must've gotten lost while searching the ocean. must've cost em a fortune" Leon remarked.

"Oh totally! I mean this looks like some super high tech stuff. Oh my squash! I wonder if we can use some of these parts to make something awesome? Like maybe a makeshift juicer to make some yummy fruit juice or some banana smoothies. OH or something super duper tasty like-" Becca babbled, her brain firing on all cylinders with ideas of what to make of the charred wreckage before Claire got her attention again.

"Could we just focus on finding my brother and Jill please? I'm worried sick about them and I don't wanna wait around while they might be stuck down there. I-" Claire snapped, her words cut off as a loud rumble sounded off in the distance as the ship started to rumble loudly, shaking the entire structure as something was obviously going down inside the ship's hull.

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(A Little While Earlier XD Cuz of suspense and stuff)

"A locked door. Will you use the key?" Chris asked, turning to Jill who placed the key into the rusted lock. Jittering and twisting the item to no avail.

"Ugh! Dammit its stuck" Jill grunted, forcing a little more strength into trying to get the decaying door to unlock.

Chris motioning Jill out of the way before giving himself a little distance between himself and the door, briskly pacing towards the door and giving it a swift kick, knocking the door off its hinges, snapping the key out of the lock as Jill looked in surprise of Chris's strength.

"The key is useless now. Discard it" Chris spoke softly, Jill still in awe of his brute force solution to the problem dropping the key before following behind into what looked to be the Captain's room. The decoration looking bizarrely untouched despite the years of decay that festered in the hallway beyond.

The room was filled with many artifacts, antiquated by Jill's modern sensibilities but a curiosity to Chris, examining the rotatable globe, telescope and the black tri-corner hat picking it up and trying it on, glancing towards Jill and wondering if he should wear something similar to her beret too?

But he'd already been forced into one pair of clothes today, and he certainly didn't want to encourage Jill to force some more on him again, thusly placing it back onto the hat stand and focusing his attention back towards Jill examining the items on the Captain's desk.

"Hey Chris, you might want to take a look at this" Jill spoke up, calling Chris over as she placed a dainty finger upon an old letter, allowing the nude Redfield man to see its contents.

"I cannot understand? What do these scratches mean?" Chris asked, the weird drawings completely alien to him.

"Its writing Chris, the Captain of this ship was writing a letter to someone on this Island. But its title says something about 'a fortune'" Jill answered.

"What else does it say?" Chris inquired, prompting Jill to read on with his interest piqued.

'The tests have been strenuous but the results on the snake given the moniker 'the Yawn' prove my suspicions true. The science-men of Redgrave City have tested the concentrated formula on its body where it XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXXXX. A match for my Father and indeed my own abilities. And perhaps even possessing low level psychic abilities. With enough dedication it is certainly a possibility. With 'The Fortune' safely contained within my treasure chest for further analysis. A woman, Veronica Ashford who has left me impressed with her scientific abilities has been given the privilege to aid in further research of The Fortune on its native environment. We will return shortly

-Vergil'

"That's about all I can make out. This thing has kind of fallen apart over the years" Jill concluded, slightly frustrated that she couldn't gather anymore insight into the past.

"So where is the Fortune now?" Chris inquired.

"I don't know, but maybe that treasure chest will have the answer" Jill pointed out, Chris immediately rushing over towards the large treasure chest and trying to force it open.

"Maybe a little help from this might be of use" Jill remarked smugly, grinning cheekily as she leaned against the treasure chest, dangling the sword key in front of Chris's eyes.

"And you said to discard the key. Bet you never thought that we'd ever need the key again did you?" Jill chuckled softly, placing the key in the lock and to her surprise felt the chest click.

"Maybe I was too hasty, I will be more careful next time" Chris affirmed, pulling the key out of the lock as he opened the treasure chest with he and Jill taking a look inside to find.

"AAAAAAHHH!" Jill screamed as a huge snake exclaimed its venomous hiss, bursting out of the chest, Chris immediately lurching back as it slithered out. Its skin pulsating dark violet as pieces of its skin layers and bloodied organs were exposed, the Snake shrieking a loud Yawn as it began to grow rapidly in size, growing to the size of a wolf, still roaring as it shook the very foundations of the ship causing other segments of the ship to collapse.

"JILL! We must kill this monster before it destroys the boat!" Chris exclaimed, working purely on instinct here, seeing the fear in Jill's eyes now that she was pitted in a life or death situation with a monster that she'd never seen before. And unlike last time with the Umbrella soldiers she didn't have any Goddess powers to save her this time.

"R-right! Lets do it!" Jill exclaimed, steeling her nerves and taking a deep breath, staring down the snake who squealed its shrill Yawn before she let out her battle cry.

"I AM WOMAN! HEAR ME ROAR!" Jill bellowed, beating her chest like an ape, nullifying her fear before she charged forward with Chris following closely with his own battle cry.

'HISSSSSS!' The Yawn shrieked, the ship rumbling once again as sounds of the hull beginning to burst sounding from the corridor beyond, water flooding the halls with the doorway kept secure by a dark blue aura, Jill coming to a quick conclusion that the Yawn had to be responsible for keeping the ship afloat... And its subsequent rage now taking its toll on the structural integrity of the vessel quickly coming apart.

Dash slithering forward, the snake's maw opened up, hungry to swallow Jill whole, the Valentine girl breathing heavily, concentrating on getting her timing right. Anxiety spiking higher as the beast drew nearer, she kept her eyes on the prize and remained steadfast.

Swiftly evading the snake's initial attack, she mistimed, the Yawn's snapping bite missing her by mere centimeters, Chris running on all fours behind the snake, landing on its back whilst he unleashed a flurry of punches against it. The Yawn squealing in pain, curling itself to face the tasty treat currently doing damage to its exposed flesh peeling off from centuries of decay.

Whipping its tail in a rough motion, Chris could do little as he was flung across the room, Jill's brain quickly trying to run through anything she could do to help, knowing that with the Yawn's shrill hisses that Chris was able to do damage to its body, but he needed more time so that he could finish the Yawn off for good.

And then it hit her.

"Time to see if I can put that training to good use" Jill muttered to herself, the snake's attention turning back towards her with venomous hostility in its eyes, isolating Jill as the weaker prey of the two, lunging forth to take another bite out of its meal.

This time however Jill wouldn't waste a moment to do what was needed, The Yawn's maw opening up as Jill pivoted her body backwards and avoiding the snake's bite, wrapping her arms around its neck and yanking it back with a brusque pull, keeping its head tightly restrained, a difficult task as the Yawn's silmy skin was secreting itself all over her body, attempting to wiggle out of her grip.

"Chris quick! Hit it with all you've got!" Jill grunted, in a tug of war with the Yawn's head as it shifted back and forth in the effort to shake Jill's vice lock grip.

"ROOOOOAAAAAAAR!" Chris bellowed, his eyes flashing red for a brief moment before rushing forward and repeatedly slamming the Yawn's exposed bloody flesh with his fists. pummeling the snake with each hit stronger than the last, bloody chunks flying off its body whilst life slowly left the Yawn's body. The light in its eyes dimming before with one final punch Chris punctured a hole through the Yawn's guts, killing it instantly.

Jill gasping in surprise as she took notice of Chris's hand poking through the snake's body.

"Hello there" Chris greeted jokingly, waving his hand through the Yawn's body.

"Chris!" Jill chuckled, a reaction both calming herself from fear, but welcoming it as a lighthearted reprieve from the tension.

The two nudists panting as they released the Yawn's body from both their grasps, Chris's hand and forearm slicked with blood and Jill's body coated with slime, the two catching their breath as they watched the Yawn start to dissolve into a gooey mush of purple yucky stuff.

"You have done well. This proves that in a life or death situation that you can fight back just as good as I can" Chris remarked encouragingly, his mind quelling from the combat high coming to recognize how well Jill was able to think on her feet.

"I've still got a long way to go before I'm anywhere near your level of speed and skill. But we make a pretty good team don't you think?" Jill replied, blushing from the nude Redfield male's praises of her continued growth as a combatant. Enjoying the moment of their success as they continued to learn and grow on their adventures together.

Sounds of crackling wood and the burst of the roof caved in, water starting to flood in as the ship started to buckle and the Captain's room filled with water upon the Yawn's death. Jill quickly grabbing hold of a heavy paperweight on the Captain's desk and throwing it towards the nearby window, the water now flooding in quickly.

"We've got a way out, lets go!" Jill exclaimed, she and Chris moving towards the window hoping they could get out before any more of the ship collapsed on top of them.

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"OH MY SQUASH! Please don't be dead!" Becca cried, the ship collapsing before their eyes. Too far out to attempt any sort of a rescue, waiting on tenterhooks to see if their two friends would make it out alive.

It was a tense few moments, but seeing that blue S.T.A.R.S beret in the distance and an all to recognizable buff naked man rise to the surface made the other three Naked's breathe a collective sigh of relief, waving them back to shore where hugs were exchanged, motherly scoldings from Claire were exchanged about making her worried sick, and Leon of course following up with a lewd remark about Chris and Jill getting some 'alone time' in that ship to get a little freaky.

One well earned slap from Claire later and at long last things were peaceful once more.

"So anyway, besides not being a giant snake's fantastic combo meal and making Chris wear clothes-" Leon spoke up, the Naked's illuminated by firelight as they all gathered for a delicious shark dinner, Leon's spiel interrupted by a very unamused Chris.

"I told you to never mention that again... Or else" Chris threatened, cracking his knuckles, making Leon sweat a little bit since despite his abilities, Chris could very easily crush his head like a grapefruit.

"hehe... Noted" Leon replied, returning his attention to his dinner lest he provoke the beast once more.

"Scho- MMM! Didsch ya fnd NN-EE Twreascha?" Becca asked with a mouthful of food.

"BECCA! Don't talk with your mouth full!" Jill chided, Becca gulping her meal down before looking at the Valentine girl with a goofy grin.

"Oop! Sorry. But like did you guys seriously not find anything?" Becca giggled, returning to her original query since neither Jill nor Chris returned with any gold, jewels or pirate gear that Becca was hoping to find on the ship before the adventure began.

"To be honest not much. We thought we found the Fortune, but all we found inside that treasure chest was just the snake and nothing else" Jill answered, left disappointed that the answer behind the Fortune's true purpose still eluded her beyond what was written on the letter's page now lost to time.

"Maybe that's for the best. I mean if the Fortune made something so evil like that giant snake then maybe it deserves to buried and left alone ya know?" Claire commented, giving her thoughts while batting away Leon's sticky fingers, eying off her dinner since he was quite hungry for seconds, giving Claire the puppy dog eyes. The nude Redfield girl relenting as she fed him a piece of her shark. Becca giggling quietly as she saw one of her cute pairings slowly coming together.

"Yeah that's true. It still bugs me, but after today I'm willing to let the Fortune stuff slide for the time being. I think tomorrow I'm just gonna take it easy" Jill sighed tiredly. Looking forward for a full fledged day of kicking back and relaxing on the beach once the sun started to rise.

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"What a waste" Ada whispered bitterly. Arms folded as she carefully analyzed the transmitted footage before the shark collided with Scout Probe One. The only data she had to work with was all five Nakeds swimming beneath the sea, three of them swimming back to the Island whilst two of their number retreated into the sunken ship before the probe was destroyed.

Flicking a few switches the television screen flickered to life with transmission footage from Scout Probe Two giving a live display. The three land bound Nakeds talking amongst themselves. Two females one male... A handsome one at that. The lady entering in the proper command codes to subtly rise the probe's position to the surface gave Ada an optimal view to bare witness towards their conversation, discussions of attempting to rescue their friends trapped inside the ship.

However Ada's attention was more specifically drawn to the handsome young man baring it all in the nude, a smile creeping across her lips as she made sure to focus solely on him, her mind filling with thoughts about exactly what she would need to research in the hopes of making him crack.

With the two girls a minor priority, Ada returned her attention towards the files Umbrella had collected on the personal information of one Leon S Kennedy. Licking her lips with lustful gaze as she sought to take this footage for some nice 'study material' later that night. Plans already in motion for what she wanted to do to him and how she could manipulate the group dynamic to her advantage.