Ryan Redfield opened his eyes; the room around him was distorted and fuzzy. It was unclear at first exactly where he was, but he could hear the faint beeping of machinery around him.

MUFFLED VOICE: He's out of the danger zone now, but we would like to keep him in for a few nights to monitor his condition.

MUFFLED VOICE 2: Thank you doctor, Is it okay if I sit with him?

MUFFLED VOICE: Not at all Miss, we'll have one of the nurses bring you some coffee.

Suddenly images of his last conscious moments began to flash through his brain; he could still feel the rain running down his face and feel his muscles on fire as he tried to fight off his attackers. How long had he been out? Were they the ones who he could hear standing above his body while he was defenceless, he had to move. He suddenly sat up ready to defend himself if necessary but found himself unprepared for the sudden rush of pain that began spiralling through his body.

RYAN: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

His screams of pain echoed through the hospital ward bringing his sister rushing to his side.

CLAIRE: RYAN?! Oh thank god you're awake. Its okay, you're safe now.

We get a full on look at Ryan Redfield, his face is bruised and scratched and his arms and ribs are taped up, he looks like he's been through a real war. The smell of antiseptic hits him like a hammer to the skull. He looked to his side to see Claire sitting beside his bed clutching his hand tightly.

RYAN: (GROGGY) Claire? What happened? Did those guys hurt you?

Claire smiled at him and began to squeeze his hand even tighter. She had been so concerned earlier watching her brother fall into unconsciousness and so badly beaten but he was awake now and despite the unbelievable pain that he must be in he was asking about her. She found herself fighting back tears of joy; she was stroking his hair and leaned down, kissing him on the forehead.

CLAIRE: Don't worry about any of that, there was no one there when I found you. What the hell happened to you out there?

RYAN: I had just left the bar…they were their…but I was tired and I…

His face became etched in pain as his wounds began to flare up.

CLAIRE: Shhhhhh just lie back, rest.

Claire promptly grabbed the small device at the side of his bed; she had seen her brother in enough pain for one night. She pushed the button, releasing morphine into his blood stream and relieving the pain. Slowly he could feel the drug begin to take affect as his eyes grew heavier by the moment.

RYAN: No, I'm okay. We've got to get home I don't want to leave Jill on her own for to long. We should get back.

CLAIRE: Don't worry about that, she's on her way here. You're not going anywhere.

Claire took her brother's head and gently placed it back onto his pillow. She kissed him on the cheek and continued to hold his hand; she wanted him to know that she was there and that nothing would hurt him.

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We cut to Jill Valentine who is walking through the parking lot adjacent to the hospital. This was the first time that had been out on her own since she had come back from Africa. Up until now she had been surrounded by BSAA agents; it took quite a bit of convincing to let her return to the United States she had, after all returned from the dead and who knew what Wesker had done to her without her knowledge something that the BSAA doctors weren't exactly shy in pointing out. The point is that had it not been for Ryan Redfield she might still be in a lab in Africa being poked and prodded but he had assumed personal responsibility for her, assuring the higher-ups that he would keep an eye on her condition and that she would be more valuable to them after a period of recuperation. He could be so utterly selfless at times, he was like his brother that way. Chris, the mere though of him derailed her entire train of thought he had been her partner for so long and had done so much for her over the years, god she missed him why hadn't she spoken up when she had the chance?

As the automatic entrance doors at the front of the hospital swung open she could feel her entire body tightening up; as far as she was concerned if she never had to set her foot in another hospital for the rest of her life it would be to soon. She cautiously made her way into the facility and began moving towards the front desk.

JILL: Um….excuse me?

The Receptionist sitting at the front desk raised her finger, motioning that she needed another minute before dealing with her enquiry. Great. She began nervously scanning the room, even before being experimented on and held against her will for so long she had always hated hospitals, they were naturally depressing places filled with so many people who were in pain. Her attention was drawn to the nearby waiting room where all the people waiting to be seen were sitting and she couldn't help but notice one gentleman. He was large in stature and as far as she could see there was no evidence of physical injury, he appeared to be flinging a gaze in her direction but then quickly turned away when he realised she was looking back. Why was he so intently focused on her?

RECEPTIONIST: Miss….excuse me miss?

JILL: Oh…yeah god sorry. I'm hear to visit a friend of mine admitted earlier tonight…Ryan Redfield?

The receptionist began to type the details into the computer at the front desk. While she was pre-occupied Jill threw another glance towards the waiting room scanning for the man she had spotted before but he was gone. It made her more than a little uneasy, had he been watching her?

RECEPTIONIST: Let me see, Ryan Redfield. Oh here we go he's been moved to ward 10, that's on flour four. Head straight down the hall and take the elevator up. Once you're on the floor somebody there will take you too him.

Jill didn't answer instead she just merely gave an appreciative smile and began walking down the hall. As she waited nervously for the elevator to arrive. As the door opened there were two men standing there. She hadn't been in the field for a while but those instincts never really leave you. As she stepped in she made sure to keep an eye on both of them as she grew more and more uneasy. Was she just being paranoid? It was entirely possible that they had no idea who she was but what if she was right? Who were they? Could they possibly be BSAA Agents merely sent to keep an eye on her or was it something else entirely?

Suddenly her attention was drawn to the gentleman on her left. He began shifting around and was clearly paying attention to Jill. She sharply turned to face him.

JILL: ALL RIGHT, WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR? WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME?

Before he could answer Jill was grabbed from behind by the second man, his grip was like a vice and she could feel it getting tighter as she struggled.

AGENT 1: Take it easy Miss Valentine, it'll all be over soon.

The second man who was now facing Jill reached into his pocket and pulled out a syringe. She could feel herself being overcome with panic as she began to struggle even harder. He harshly grabbed her arm and rolled up her sleeve, preparing to inject her with whatever was held within the needle. Suddenly Jill's fear took a back seat and her battle-hardened instinct began to kick in, she had been held against her will once, like hell someone would do it again.

Jill quickly lifted her legs into the air, pushing her feet off the chest of her unknown assailant propelling both herself and the man holding her backwards and into the wall of the elevator freeing her from his grasp. The man with the needle was quick to lunge towards her but to Jill it was like he was moving in slow motion. She began to dodge his attempts effortlessly making good use of the limited space available. As his anger and frustration grew and grew he haphazardly lunged towards her but she was prepared, she grabbed his arm, forcing it past her and injecting the needle into the chest of the second man. Still keeping a tight hold of the first man's wrist she forced him to inject the syringe into her colleague then quickly forced him to relinquish his grasp spinning his arm over her head and kicking his elbow joint with frightening force. Her mysterious attack screamed in pain as his elbow was turned inside out, penetrating his skin and sending him to the ground howling in pain. Jill's attention was quickly drawn to a sound emanating from one of her attackers.

RADIO VOICE: Hello? Unit 3 hello? We are in position and ready for the pickup has the subject been subdued.

JILL: Damn it….

They were waiting for her, she had no idea who they were or what they wanted with her but they wouldn't get her without a fight. She couldn't go to Ryan and Claire, she couldn't risk them getting pulled into the fight. Suddenly she looked upwards, she removed the protective ceiling cover from the elevator with frightening ease, for a moment she looked down at her own hands with a look of fright in her eyes she had never really stopped and taken stock of her own strength since snapping out of Wesker's control but there was no time to worry about it now. She leapt up into the shaft and took her position. As the doors opened

And more men flooded the elevator.

AGENT 2: What the hell…

AGENT 3: Where is the subject? Where did she go?

The agent didn't answer still writhing around the ground in pain. He instead looked upwards alerting his colleagues to her position, but not quickly enough. Jill jumped pack into the elevator with incredible speed, clocking one of the men in the jaw, disorientating him and then spin-kicking him in the face while swiftly spinning round and nailing the other one with a the back of her hand. She jumped again, grabbing the frame of the door and nailing him in the chest sending him hurtling out of the elevator and crashing into the wall.

The hallway became abuzz with concerned staff in patients as they became aware of the situation.

RECEPTIONIST:H..HELLO….SECURITY WE HAVE…AAAAH

The women screams out as more men pour out into the hallway, one of them brandishing a firearm and shooting the phone cutting off her message to the security. Jill turns her head swiftly, her eyes widen as she sees no less than 7 guns cocked, locked and loaded on her position. She couldn't just dive out of the way; what if someone got hit?

AGENT 4: FIRE!!!

The men began to fire simultaneously on her position but Jill once again found herself once again overtaken with an instinct that was not her own as she began to shift in and out of the bullets with the greatest of ease. Within moments she found herself standing within point blank range with the barrel of a gun staring straight at her.

AGENT 4: EAT THIS BITCH!!

He promptly pulls back on the trigger but is greeted by the horrifying sound of an empty barrel. A small smile appears on Jill's face, as she strikes him with her palm in the chest sending him flying backwards. It didn't seem to matter how many of them there were, she could see there every move and quickly disposed of all but one of them. She couldn't see his face but his fear was evident quaking in her presence. She confidently brushed the blonde hair out of her face revealing the cold blue eyes that lay behind. He turns and begins to flee, as Jill looks to her side she picks up a tray for a nearby gurney throwing it through the air, smacking him in the back of the head and knocking him unconscious.

Suddenly Jill's attention is caught by the familiar sound of the elevator doors opening and the hospitals security team rushing out onto the scene.

GUARD 1: FREEZE!

JILL: You don't understand, these men attacked me, I was just defending myself.

GUARD 1: Okay miss, get down on the floor with your hands behind your back.

JILL: What?…

GUARD 1: Miss, this is your last warning.

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We go back to the ward where Claire is still sitting at the bedside of her brother. As she sat there watching him she couldn't help but wonder, did she want him to go back to the BSAA? She had already lost one brother in that line of work and she wasn't sure she could handle losing another one. She knew he would want to go back eventually to take up the fight, it was only a matter of time. Was she selfish for not wanting him to go?

RYAN: Hey, sis you still here?

CLAIRE: I'm not going anywhere until I know that you're okay.

RYAN: Fantastic job I've done taking care of you so far huh?

CLAIRE: That's enough Ryan. I want you to listen to me, I love you. I know that you feel like it's your responsibility to look after me but I was doing that while you and Chris were jet-setting around the world. You don't have to carry all this responsibility on your own, I'm always here and I'm very proud of you…

RYAN: Claire…

Before Ryan could finish speaking with his sister, the pair are interrupted by more security staff running through the hall.

RYAN: What is that all about?

CLAIRE: Don't worry about it honey, I'll go and see if everything's okay you just stay here and rest.

Claire stands up from her seat, as she goes to turn away and investigate the cause of the disturbance she can feel Ryan tugging on her arm.

RYAN: I love you too Claire, so much.

Claire is caught off guard by Ryan's show of affection. She looks down at him unable to hide the smile that has now made it's way onto her face. She winks at him.

CLAIRE: Don't worry, I'll be right back.

As she turns around she wipes a tear from her eye. She makes her way out to the hallway and looks for the nearest member of staff to let her know what's going on.

CLAIRE: Excuse me….what's happening, why is there so much security here?

NURSE: Some woman downstairs. She flipped downstairs, took out of couple of orderly's and even started attacking some of the patients.

A look of shock makes it's way onto Claire's face. It had to be someone pretty strong to require this much security. Jill had taken an awful long time in arriving, it was probably just coincidental still she should go and check it out. She throws a quick glance back to Ryan's room where he has fallen back asleep before running off down the hallway.

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As Claire is sprinting down the stairwell she can hear the sound of screaming and gunfire ricocheting off of the walls. What the hell was going on in there? She knew that she might regret this but she had to check it out. She quickly opens the door and we close up on her face to reveal her eyes widening. We go down the hallway to reveal Jill Valentine, surrounded by unconscious bodies. She is holding one of the security guards by the throat and is slowly squeezing the life out of him.

CLAIRE: JILL WAIT. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? STOP!

Jill promptly drops the security guard at her feet. The whole hallway is a wreck with most of the lights out and one of them hanging down from the ceiling, sparking electricity. She turns to face Claire and her face is revealed. Her pupils are dilated and their colour has changed to yellow. Claire takes a step back in shock at what she is seeing.

CLAIRE: Jill…..Jill it's me Claire. Do you recognise me?

Jill doesn't respond. She merely hisses towards Claire and begins to slowly make her way towards her.

CLAIRE: Jill…..

Jill tilts her head slightly sideways creepily. All of a sudden she begins charging towards Claire. Claire is quick to react, spotting a prone hand gun from one of the downed officers on the floor. She takes a run of her own towards Jill rolling under her attempted right hook and leaping across the floor to grab the firearm. She trains it on Jill's position.

CLAIRE: C'mon Jill. This isn't you, something is controlling you snap out of it, JILL!

Jill refuses to heed Claire's words of warning and continues making her way towards Claire but as she continues to lock the gun on Jill her hands begin to shake and she is unable to fire.

CLAIRE: Damn.

Claire makes a run for the door but Jill is quick to give pursuit. Claire turns around, spotting a fire extinguisher attached to the wall. She fires off a couple of shots towards it causing it to explode and temporarily blinding Jill giving her a chance to make her way back towards the stairwell as she begins to run up it. Jill isn't stunned for long though as she is hot in pursuit.

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RYAN: Claire…

Ryan begins to look around the room and is quick to realise that his sister is still not back. A look falls on Ryan's face, after all he knew his sister well if there was trouble around then it was a good bet she was somewhere in the middle of it. He slowly sits up from his bed and pulls the covers off, he is wincing in pain and it is clear in no shape to go after her but that does little to deter him as he makes his way towards the door clutching his ribs.

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Claire burst through the door to the rooftop. She had succeeded in luring Jill away from any of the staff and the other patients but she had no idea how to stop her. She wasn't in control of her actions and besides it was Jill, there had to be another way. She grabs a steel pipe at the side of the door and pries it through the handles sealing it shut and hopefully buying her some time.

She runs over to the edge of the roof and looks over, the fire escape lead down to the street but if the Jill made it down onto street level in her current state of mind there was no telling how many people she could hurt. Claire knew that she had to try and stop her here. Suddenly there is a large and terrifying pounding, emanating from behind the steel door. Claire sharply turns around. Jill was trying to break through but surely it would take her some time. Again she smashes the door, this time leaving a visible dent. As she continues to strike the door it the dent becomes noticeably larger until finally with an epic shot she knocks it clean of it's hinges leaving nothing between her and her prey.

CLAIRE: Jill listen to me, you don't want to do this, please snap out of it.

Jill continues to methodically make her way towards Claire, the vacant expression on her face was truly terrifying. She was out of options and she knew it, Claire raised the gun and prepared to fire but as she closed her eyes, bracing herself for what she was about to do Jill was right in front of her. Jill grabs her hand, twisting it and causing her to drop the gun before smacking her down to the ground.

CLAIRE: JILL? JILL VALENTINE? YOU HAVE TO FIGHT IT. I KNOW YOU'RE STILL IN THERE.

Jill reaches down and grabs Claire by the throat. Picking her up off the ground and begins to squeeze her throat with all her might. Claire throws a right hand into Jill's face but it does little to ease her grasp. Claire struggles with all her might but little by little she can feel the strength sapping from her body as everything started to go back then all of a sudden…

BLAM! BLAM!

Jill's yells in pain as she drops Claire to the ground clutching her shoulder. Claire looks up from the ground to see Ryan standing in the door way holding the gun that she had dropped previously.

RYAN: Claire are you OK?

CLAIRE: (Coughing) Yeah…I'm fine but something's wrong with her, it's not her fault.

RYAN: I know. Jill? Look at me Jill you've fought this before, do it again!

Jill pauses for a moment before rushing forward, Ryan sees her coming but is still to beaten up to get out of the way. He fires off a couple of warning shots but Jill doesn't stop as she buries her hand into Ryan's injured ribs before jumping up, wrapping her legs around them tightly and squeezing them while she hits him with successive lefts and rights.

RYAN: AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

CLAIRE: RYAN!

Claire rushes towards Jill readying herself to come to her brother's aid.

RYAN: NO….CLAIRE….WAIT

Claire stops dead in her tracks, watching on in her horror is her brother is pounded mercilessly. Ryan lifts his head up and looks directly at Jill.

RYAN: JILL…YOU CAN FIGHT THIS, DO IT YOU CAN BEAT THIS THING.

Ryan continues to look at Jill who stops herself from striking him again. She releases him from her grasp before clutching her head and falling to her knees, screaming out in anguish.

JILL: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

Ryan struggles to make it to his feet, running over beside Jill and forcing her to look at him.

RYAN: THAT'S IT! C'MON JILL YOU'RE DOING IT.

Jill continues to struggle. She drops to the ground and begins to roll around. She suddenly begins pounding the ground uncontrollably in a fit of rage but little by little the blows become less and less fierce. Jill is just left they're lying on her knees with her head down staring at the ground.

Ryan lifts her chin up, forcing her to look at him again. Her eyes have returned to their normal state and have begun to fill with tears.

JILL: Oh god….Ryan….

RYAN: It's okay Jill, everything is going to be okay.

She falls into his grasp letting all the pain and guilt flow from her body. Ryan merely throws a glance towards his sister, who comes down and hugs her also.

JILL: No I can't do this.

Jill pushes the two siblings aside running towards the edge of the roof.

CLAIRE: JILL STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

JILL: I'm so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?

RYAN: It's okay Jill, just come down from there and we'll talk about it.

Ryan begins to slowly etch his way towards the rooftop but all of a sudden stops and winces, clutching at his ribs. Jill and Claire look down to realise that the wound on his chest has reopened as blood has began to soak through his bandages. He falls to the ground.

CLAIRE: RYAN…

Claire rushes to his aid, clutching her brother once again. She looks up towards Jill who is still standing on the ledge. Jill looks down towards Ryan who is barely conscious and as she does, images off Chris begin to flash through her mind, indicating the similarities between the two brothers.

JILL: Take care of him Claire, and don't come after me I'll be alright.

She musters up an obviously fake smile before outstretching her arms and falling backwards off of the rooftop.

CLAIRE: JIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILL!!!

RYAN: No…Jill …come…back

The Redfield siblings can do little but watch as Jill disappears from sight. Ryan had heard the things she had said but he didn't care. He would find her and he would save her somehow.

FADE TO BLACK