Resident Evil: Deadly Shadows

Chapter One: Welcome to India

"Can't believe it's been a year since…well, you know," Chris said as he ran a hand through his hair. He looked out the window of the helicopter and sighed. "Let's hope that whatever is going on here isn't like what happened in Kijuju."

"You never know Chris," Jill said. "This world has been turned upside-down ever since Raccoon City."

Jill sighed and moved a piece of her hair out of her face. Since Kijuju, Jill's life seemed to be getting back in line. Her hair color returned to its brunette color and the color returned to her skin. She returned to work for the B.S.A.A. after a few months of rest. Chris was more than happy to have his old partner working with him again. When Jill was gone, it felt like he was missing something in his life. Now, he was going to do anything to keep her from leaving again.

"Yeah…you're right," Chris answered.

The radio crackled and a voice came over it. "Jill, Chris…are you there?"

It was the commander.

"Yes sir, we are," Chris said into the radio.

"Good," the commander responded. "Listen you two; we have hardly any information on this town that you are going to. All we know is that there is a large factory in this town. The factory used to be owned by Umbrella back when the organization was in tact. But when the organization went under, the town seemed to be dragged down with it. We got reports that something left over from when Umbrella had the place might still be there and we want you two to check it out. Report back to me as soon as you guys are able to."

"Understood," Jill said into the radio.

"Good. Now good luck to both of you and be careful."

Then the cracking sound from the radio stopped. Chris looked over at Jill and smiled at her.

"I'm sure it'll be fine," he said to her. "We'll just pop in see if everything is alright. Then we can get out of there."

"All right you two," The helicopter's pilot's voice came over the loudspeaker. "We are almost to Achyuthan. I'll land a few hundred feet away from the town's entrance. Then, you guys have to walk through the town. Radio me when you guys are finished."

"Got it," Chris shouted so that the pilot could hear. He looked over at Jill. His partner was getting her gun locked and loaded. When she looked up at him, Chris asked, "Ready?"

Jill nodded. "Ready as I'll ever be. You?"

"Of course I am," Chris answered.

Chris looked out the window. The helicopter flew over the town. The town looked more like one of the shantytowns that were made during in the Great Depression. There was nobody in the streets and the town seemed pretty much dead and quiet. The town was hiding in the shadow of a large factory that looked about the size of the town itself. The factory's outside walls looked as if they needed a fresh coat of paint and several of the towers of it were falling apart. The fence that was just outside its perimeter was rusty and filled with large gaping holes.

"Chris, you okay?" Jill asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.

He looked at her and smiled. "Yeah, just a little excited."

"Alright you two!" The pilot shouted from the cockpit. "I'm landing. You ready?"

"Ready as we'll ever be!" Jill shouted. "Just land the damn thing and we'll go check things out."

"Okay, okay!" The pilot shouted. "Just calm down!"

The helicopter slowly declined down, getting closer to the ground. It landed on the sandy ground of the desert that the town was located near. Chris swung open the door and he jumped out first, helping Jill out afterwards. The two nodded at each other before walking into the Indian town of Achyuthan. The sign that was at the entrance was broken in half, letters of the town, which were in Hindu, were smeared and covered crudely with re-coat of paint. The town looked even more discouraging up close. The houses were made of thin wood and of cheap tin. The doors of the houses were nothing but a blanket. A hot, desert wind blew, sending sand up in the air. Chris covered his mouth with his shirt, Jill did the same.

"This place is kind of sad," Jill muttered. "It's like a ghost town."

"Let's just hope there are no ghosts or any monster in this town," Chris added grimly.

A horrid smell was in the air. It smelt oddly like a dead animal or something rotting that as been out in the sun way to long. Chris looked at Jill.

"This doesn't seem too good," Jill grimaced, taking her Beretta out of its holster. "Something is near…"

Chris took out his weapon as well, the same as Jill's, and got ready just in case they were to be attacked. The two began taking slower steps through the shantytown, guards up and scanning everything in sight. The factory that was casting its intimidating shadow over the town looked even creepier as the duo walked through the town.

Then, something moved and a groaning noise followed. It came from one of the makeshift houses. Chris walked up to the house that the noise came from and stood on the left side of the blanket covered entrance, with Jill taking the right side. Chris mouthed 'On the count of three' to Jill.

One…two…three…

The two briskly walked into the house, weapons raised in the case of an attack. In the makeshift house, was a man lying on a rug. He had his hands on his stomach and his eyes clenched closed. He looked as if he were in pain or very ill. Chris and Jill walked up to him cautiously. Chris placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You o.k., sir?" Chris asked smoothly.

That was when the man turned to lay on his back. His eyes were rolled back so you could see the whites of them. He had dried blood on his face. He snarled at Chris, acting like an animal more human. Chris immediately backed off and got his weapon raised. The man stood up and ran towards Chris. The two instantly began to open fire on the man as he came closer towards them. After several shots to the chest and to the head, the man fell to the ground and lay in a pool of his own blood. He twitched violently for a few moments, but then laid completely still. The man was now dead.

Jill looked at Chris. "Well…looks like we won't be getting our wish exactly."

"I guess we won't. C'mon, we need to go to the 'copter, tell the captain what the hell is going on out here."

Then, there was an explosion. Chris and Jill ran out of the makeshift house to see what could've happened and ran back to the entrance, but when they got there they made a horrible discovery. The helicopter had blown up. All that was left of it were scraps of metal that was on fire. The body of the pilot was obliterated in the fire. Someone must've bombed it or something, Chris thought. Now…we're trapped.

"This is not good," Jill said coldly. "This is the Mansion Incident all over again."

"If we made it through that in one piece, I'm sure we can get through this," Chris said optimistically.

He began thinking about what happened that dreadful July of 1998 day. He, and a few other including Jill, narrowly escaped the mansion that was infested with strange monsters and mutants. He shuddered at the thought it.

"Maybe the factory has a radio or something. Then we can get in contact with someone," Jill said, turning her attention to the large factory.

"That would be reasonable, I guess," Chris said. "Well…you ready partner?"

"To go through Hell on earth once again? You know I am."

Jill and Chris walked back to the entrance of the town only to realize that the streets were flooded with zombies. Chris narrowed his eyes.

"We have to take them out. Then we can make a good dash to the factory," Chris said.

"Alright, let's do this," Jill said, opening fire on the monsters.

On the top of the highest tower of the factory, a shadow seemed to come to life and walked into the sun. She flipped her short black hair back and walked out to sit on a thick beam. She sat down and gazed down at the town, her blue eyes looking over the town like an eagle looking for prey would. She removed one of her short blades that were holstered on the back part of her belt.

"This place has changed so much since I've been here…" She said, twirling the short blade. "Damn shame too…I used to love to come here."

Then, she heard gunshots. The girl turned her attention to the direction of the gunshots and saw something. Two normal looking people, one a man and the other a woman, were walking through the town, shooting at the monstrous people of the town. A small smile came across her red lips as she realized where these people were heading. They were going to the factory.

"Those two…maybe they can help me get the hell out of this goddamn place," She said musically. She placed her short sword into its sheath and stood up on the beam. Her smile widening as she laughed. "Let's just hope they don't arrest me!" She turned around and walked down and off of the beam. As she walked towards the shadows, she pulled out a long whip that was coiled up and strapped to her right hip.

"Well…time to go back through the factory from Hell," the girl said as she twirled the whip around and cracked it on the ground. She turned her head to look back at the town. "Today's either going to be the death of me or it's going to be fun…"

The girl walked into the shadows of the factory, never appearing out in the sun as the gunshots continued.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this. ^^ Please read and review. No flames please and I hope you stay tune for the next chapter.

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