Hello. My name is Jill Valentine. I have just been recruited to the head
STARS team, to check out some old places for anything that shouldn't be
there. I don't really know what to expect, I was only on forensic until two
weeks ago, examining cell mutations. Great, huh. My partner, Chris
Redfield, was promoted about a month ago and has mysteriously disappeared.
My suspicions were cast aside as I donned my uniform and packed my bags.
"Hello, Valentine. Please board the bus in an.orderly manner." a greasy voice floated behind Jill as she tried to sling her suitcase onto the train. She whipped her head around, her light brown hair whipping over her glaring eyes. Her Daemon, a black dog, stood at her feet.
"Yes, sir." She loaded the case and jumped on board, sitting in a vacant seat. Looking out the window, a flash of blue caught her eyes and she craned in her seat to see what it was. Missing it, she sighed and turned around. She focused her eyes and gave a scream.
"WHAT THE HECK?!" she yelled, backing away from the seat. Her daemon growled and sprang away in confusion .A severed body was swaying gently on the carriage seat opposite her, and she ran. An arm grabbed her around the neck and she fought away, screaming. Kicking the body in the stomach it backed away, moaning. Jill opened her eyes to see a very unconscious looking Fox mc Cloud lying on the floor, grabbing his...erm...lower regions. *oops, maybe that was a bit beyond the stomach* she thought, and she brushed her hair from her eyes and apologized over and over. Saratham, now in hyena form, giggled quietly.
"God, so much for the zombie trick, eh. Usually they run screaming." He grimaced and stood up, stuffing the very realistic looking zombie thing in his bag. He left the carriage laughing. She turned to sit back down, when
"OW!" Jill fell painfully on all fours and looked behind her to see two yoshis and a kirby scuttling away, the green yoshi holding something above the pink ones head.
"I thought I was on a trip for STARS." Jill mused, standing up and sitting on the chair. *Well, I'm not budging now.*
"Uhhhmm.thanks, Room 16?" Jill looked around at the huge hall.
"That's right, baybe." Link grinned in a perverted way and pointed upstairs.
"Great." She grabbed her suitcase and walked purposefully up the long, winding stair case. Her booted feet echoed eerily as she reached the room and turned the huge key into the lock. The door creaked open and she poked her head around it, to check if it was safe or not. Deciding it was harmless she walked in and threw her case onto the large, squashy bed.
A small worm popped out through the floorboards and Jill drew her legs up, watching the transparent blind creature wriggle into another hole. An oil painting hanging on the wall showed an old lady and her two dogs sitting grandly on an armchair, and the soft lights of the flickering candelabra illuminated her lifelike face. *Spooky,* thought Jill, undoing her suitcase, *that lady looks a lot like-*
"OH MY GOD! JILL?!" a girlish yell resounded throughout the room and Jill looked up in shock. She sighed when she realized who it was.
"Hullo, Rebecca." She waved at her 'friend' and smiled sheepishly.
"Like, I was sooo surprised when I realized we were in the same room! I would have thought that all you lower members would be in the cheaper rooms!"
"I've been promoted, Rebecca." Jill said, through gritted teeth.
She opened up her suitcase and took out her flannel pyjamas, feeling her Daemon curl up over her shoulders in a ermine form, and she felt his little heartbeat slowing down once they were in the bathroom. As Jill ran the bath, she sighed and sat on the edge, holding out a finger for the brown moth to rest on.
"Just when I thought things would get better, she's here.."
"Well, she IS in your department now" said Saratham, wisely. He fluttered his wings and the two antennae on his small head flicked.
"What was that?" Jill stood up, raising her head. Saratham fluttered onto the curtain pole and cocked his wings a little.
A creak and a scuttling noise came from the drain hole and she frowned. Reaching into the nearly full bath, she undid the rusty plughole. A gurgling noise came, and the water rushed out. Sighing, Jill plugged it up again and undressed, slipping into the bath. Saratham turned away, in his dog form again, and lay on the bathmat. Jill flicked her finger on the waters skin and watched it ripple. She did this numerous times and watched, noticing the curious way they kept on even after she had created the first effect. She stopped, and in the place where her knees were out of the water, noticed the water vibrating.
She paused again, and then wrapped a towel around her body, shivering slightly as she padded across the marble floor. Saratham sat up and formed into a quiet mouse, twitching his muzzle.
Jill knelt on the floor and put her ear onto the cold surface.
"Can you hear that?" she whispered, motioning for him to come over. He formed into a bat and flew next to her, then lay on the ground, making small chirrupy noises.
".Moaning? And screams?" he hissed back, a frown on his bat like face. Jill stood and got back in the bath, dropping the towel on Saratham's head. He changed to a mole and clawed his way out.
"What could it be?" she pondered, picking up a sponge and rubbing her shoulders. The steam swirled in the cold air and she watched it, as if searching for an answer.
"Think about it, Jill. There ARE male STARS investigators here too, you know" he said, drily.
"No.It didn't sound like that," she said, angrily. "More painful..."
"And how would you know that?" asked Saratham, sarcastically.
"Oh, be quiet and close your eyes, I'm coming out."
As Jill settled into the strangely comfortable bed, she opened up her small diary and lit the small oil lamp, illuminating her corner of the room as she drew up her knees, feeling Saratham underneath her flannel pajama top in his favorite gray ermine shape. She flipped trough the pages and opened her pen lid, starting to write.
I've spent the whole day here, and too be honest I can't say I'm enjoying it too much. I keep hearing strange thudding and moaning noises outside, and the pictures on the walls are starting to creep me out. I caught up with Sirius Black, an old friend of mine, and we have decided to have a good look around tomorrow. Then maybe we'll see what's going on. I've packed my neutrino blaster, just in case.
"Hello, Valentine. Please board the bus in an.orderly manner." a greasy voice floated behind Jill as she tried to sling her suitcase onto the train. She whipped her head around, her light brown hair whipping over her glaring eyes. Her Daemon, a black dog, stood at her feet.
"Yes, sir." She loaded the case and jumped on board, sitting in a vacant seat. Looking out the window, a flash of blue caught her eyes and she craned in her seat to see what it was. Missing it, she sighed and turned around. She focused her eyes and gave a scream.
"WHAT THE HECK?!" she yelled, backing away from the seat. Her daemon growled and sprang away in confusion .A severed body was swaying gently on the carriage seat opposite her, and she ran. An arm grabbed her around the neck and she fought away, screaming. Kicking the body in the stomach it backed away, moaning. Jill opened her eyes to see a very unconscious looking Fox mc Cloud lying on the floor, grabbing his...erm...lower regions. *oops, maybe that was a bit beyond the stomach* she thought, and she brushed her hair from her eyes and apologized over and over. Saratham, now in hyena form, giggled quietly.
"God, so much for the zombie trick, eh. Usually they run screaming." He grimaced and stood up, stuffing the very realistic looking zombie thing in his bag. He left the carriage laughing. She turned to sit back down, when
"OW!" Jill fell painfully on all fours and looked behind her to see two yoshis and a kirby scuttling away, the green yoshi holding something above the pink ones head.
"I thought I was on a trip for STARS." Jill mused, standing up and sitting on the chair. *Well, I'm not budging now.*
"Uhhhmm.thanks, Room 16?" Jill looked around at the huge hall.
"That's right, baybe." Link grinned in a perverted way and pointed upstairs.
"Great." She grabbed her suitcase and walked purposefully up the long, winding stair case. Her booted feet echoed eerily as she reached the room and turned the huge key into the lock. The door creaked open and she poked her head around it, to check if it was safe or not. Deciding it was harmless she walked in and threw her case onto the large, squashy bed.
A small worm popped out through the floorboards and Jill drew her legs up, watching the transparent blind creature wriggle into another hole. An oil painting hanging on the wall showed an old lady and her two dogs sitting grandly on an armchair, and the soft lights of the flickering candelabra illuminated her lifelike face. *Spooky,* thought Jill, undoing her suitcase, *that lady looks a lot like-*
"OH MY GOD! JILL?!" a girlish yell resounded throughout the room and Jill looked up in shock. She sighed when she realized who it was.
"Hullo, Rebecca." She waved at her 'friend' and smiled sheepishly.
"Like, I was sooo surprised when I realized we were in the same room! I would have thought that all you lower members would be in the cheaper rooms!"
"I've been promoted, Rebecca." Jill said, through gritted teeth.
She opened up her suitcase and took out her flannel pyjamas, feeling her Daemon curl up over her shoulders in a ermine form, and she felt his little heartbeat slowing down once they were in the bathroom. As Jill ran the bath, she sighed and sat on the edge, holding out a finger for the brown moth to rest on.
"Just when I thought things would get better, she's here.."
"Well, she IS in your department now" said Saratham, wisely. He fluttered his wings and the two antennae on his small head flicked.
"What was that?" Jill stood up, raising her head. Saratham fluttered onto the curtain pole and cocked his wings a little.
A creak and a scuttling noise came from the drain hole and she frowned. Reaching into the nearly full bath, she undid the rusty plughole. A gurgling noise came, and the water rushed out. Sighing, Jill plugged it up again and undressed, slipping into the bath. Saratham turned away, in his dog form again, and lay on the bathmat. Jill flicked her finger on the waters skin and watched it ripple. She did this numerous times and watched, noticing the curious way they kept on even after she had created the first effect. She stopped, and in the place where her knees were out of the water, noticed the water vibrating.
She paused again, and then wrapped a towel around her body, shivering slightly as she padded across the marble floor. Saratham sat up and formed into a quiet mouse, twitching his muzzle.
Jill knelt on the floor and put her ear onto the cold surface.
"Can you hear that?" she whispered, motioning for him to come over. He formed into a bat and flew next to her, then lay on the ground, making small chirrupy noises.
".Moaning? And screams?" he hissed back, a frown on his bat like face. Jill stood and got back in the bath, dropping the towel on Saratham's head. He changed to a mole and clawed his way out.
"What could it be?" she pondered, picking up a sponge and rubbing her shoulders. The steam swirled in the cold air and she watched it, as if searching for an answer.
"Think about it, Jill. There ARE male STARS investigators here too, you know" he said, drily.
"No.It didn't sound like that," she said, angrily. "More painful..."
"And how would you know that?" asked Saratham, sarcastically.
"Oh, be quiet and close your eyes, I'm coming out."
As Jill settled into the strangely comfortable bed, she opened up her small diary and lit the small oil lamp, illuminating her corner of the room as she drew up her knees, feeling Saratham underneath her flannel pajama top in his favorite gray ermine shape. She flipped trough the pages and opened her pen lid, starting to write.
I've spent the whole day here, and too be honest I can't say I'm enjoying it too much. I keep hearing strange thudding and moaning noises outside, and the pictures on the walls are starting to creep me out. I caught up with Sirius Black, an old friend of mine, and we have decided to have a good look around tomorrow. Then maybe we'll see what's going on. I've packed my neutrino blaster, just in case.