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J.L.: Wow, This is crazy. I was youtubing and some final fantasy collection of clips movie has the song "maneater" with it actually well done. Anyways, back to this.

An hour before dawn

I hadn't gotten any sleep. The constant moans and gunshots kept me up, and my hand gripped tightly on my baretta. Which means that I'm going to have to rely strictly on adrenaline to keep me alive today. That is if Chris doesn't shoot me first. However, this is what I get for being a complete dumbshit and not thoroughly checking out my contacts. All I wanted was to find Chris and return to life before Umbrella. I huffed air out hautily into the cool desert night air. I had locked the door to the ranshack house Chris and I were currently taking residence in. Chris stayed in the bed, under going a fever. Will he take three days to recover like I did, will he recover? What if I have to shoot him down? Get ahold of yourself. You can do this. I sat straight up from the couch, my hair flopping foreward from the light sweat. I need a shower.

"I give up. I'm not getting any sleep tonight." I muttered out and stood up, holstering my gun and decided to exercise to get my heart racing for the morning that would certainly take place. Whip it baby, whip it right... The old song popped into my head as I starting thrusting my fists forward with extreme concentration. A roundhouse back kick followed up, coupled with a shift in footing and smooth manuevering. Backhanded open hand and drop to a spin trip, then handspring back to your feet-

"You're keeping me up." Chris said, holding onto my ankle, holding me upside down still holding myself up with my hands planted firmly on the ground.

"So are you." I replied as he released me and I fell flat on the ground. I glared at him before getting up and dusting myself off.

"The contact is infected right?" Chris asked.

"Yes, however, apperantly Wesker's team gave him another antidote, one to stall the infection process." I answered sitting back down on the couch.

"How did they get the vaccine you had?" Chris asked and I stiffened. From me.

"I suggest we leave for the sewers now. We have a long raod ahead to ge tthe the contact whose currently hanging out in the palace.." I said abruptly and stood up, grabbing my .357 and the reloaded clips. Chris grabbed my shoulder and pinned my to the wall.

"Where did they get the vaccine Valentine?" He demanded. I gritted my teeth, face face and body pressed firmly to the wall and my breathing being troubled. It's the virus reacting with the vaccine. I noticed changes in myself after Raccoon. More agile, quicker healing...apperantly Chris is getting more muscle and strength...

"I...can't...bre-" I voiced out as blackness threatened to take over. My strength drained away, and I felt limp. Then, blackness.

Minutes later

I awoke to hurried voices echoing through my conscienceness. What happened? I opened my eyes slowing and found myself staring up at the ceiling. How'd...no, don't worry on how but who. Stay still Jilly and identify the voice.

"Come on, get up wake up!" The voice ushered again and I rolled my gaze over to where it came from, above me craddling my head.

"I'm fine Christopher." I mumbled out. He's realizing what the virus has done to him.

"I'm..." He started, then as if remembering the hostilities that had caused the situation, he lowered my head down and stood up. Yes, let's just leave my ass here.

"It's the virus, it'll do that to you." I said and struggling to push myself up off the floor. Once I was sitting up, a canteen was held to me, and I took a swig of it.

"You don't seem to have changed with your virus." He said. I sighed.

"Mine's a weaker version." I admitted and stood up. "I'm still not sure if the vaccine will work on you for that reason."

"Where did it come from Jill?" Chris asked, his back turned to me as I recomposed myself.

"Me. They took the vaccine Umbrella made and I use from my bloodstream and redeveloped it." I answered and regathered my guns, Opening the door to the house. "Come on, we've got to go through the sewers unless you have rock climbing gear."

Ten minutes later

The sewers were well hidden, but I found the entrance to be towards the back of the fortification. Chris followed behind me. Probably to keep a gun trained on me just in case I'm trying to ambush him. When did things get so-Pay attention Jilly, now's not the time.

"Where does this end?" Chris asked, the stench of death and decay laying think and heavy in the air.

"There's a exit at the end of this tunnel. We just stick with the main tunnel." I answered and the howls and moans of the damned echoed, meaning that we weren't alone. I lifted my gun in front and used the laser guide as a tiny flashlight. Although I heavily insisted on the use of a real light, Chris said no, to hide in the dead of night. Setting my jaw in determination, I moved the aim back and forht in a quick sweeping motion. Something grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back.

"I've got this one." Chris said stepping forward and raising his semi-automatic rifle up. Go for it.

"Let it rip." I said and squatted down on my knee next to him holding up my baretta. The howls sounded again and the creatures were in eye sight. I opened fire just as Chris did, mowing down the running mass. The barette jerked back into my hand with everyshot, a sign of customization. Changing the springs for added firepower was a good investment. The splatter of brain matter hitting the tunnel walls resounded, much to my satification.

"This is definately going to give away our position." Chris shouted over the blasts of thunder of the guns.

"That's the least of our worries right now Chris!" I yelled back and my clip was empty. I quickly jammed another in and went back to work on the horde of zombies. After a few more seconds the crowd was controlled and down for good. I stood back up and reloaded.

"Come on, the sooner we leave, the better." He mutter as he reloaded.

"Agreed." I said and kept walking. The squish of wet meat slipped out from under my boot as I stepped on the bodies to continue on. The good thing about these zombies is the fact that if you see one, you see them all. There shouldn't be any others around. We were about half way when a beeping sound started echoing in the wide chambers of the sewer. I stopped in my tracks and aimed the gun forward.

"It's my communicator." Chris explained. I snorted out and lower the gun, but kept an eye out as he answered the beep.

"CHRIS!" Yelled out the voice of a very aggitated woman. A woman in his life? It's possible...might be why he didn't want me here. A silent sigh came from me.

"Claire, quiet. I'd rather not get torn to pieces today. Now, calmly, tell me the information." He said. There's nothing behind us, no branched off tunnels.

"We just recieved word from our undercover agent! You won't believe this!" Claire started. It's Claire?! She sounds...older...right...she's 21 by now, of course she would sound older.

"What is it Claire?" Chris asked, frustrated already with her.

"You have to watch your back! They got an agent whose on the same mission as you over there right now! Chris, it's that bitch! Jill!" Cliare reported and I turned around to see Chris's gun barrel in my face.

"Oh come on Chris, I already told you that." I said. I'm really getting sick of being the bad girl.

"She's with you?! Jill you whore! You're working for Wesker you slut!" Claire yelled out. I lowered my gun and rolled my eyes.

"Formerly." I said. Jeez, Claire's additude towards me hasn't changed. Alright, go with her predictability.

"Formerly my ass! Our contact reported that you're the stupid fuck who gave Wesker the vaccine! You selfish Rot-breath prostitute!" Claire retorted. Appeal to Chris and get that gun out of your face Jilly.

"Chris, I've told you everything already." I said.

"Don't listen to her!" Claire yelled.

"I told you I worked for wesker, but not directly, my contact is." I asserted.

"She's just trying to get you killed!" Claire pleaded.

"I told you I gave them the vaccine." I said calmly. I'm winning him over just by getting Claire to give up.

"Chris, don't listen to her! She's after the information like you!" Claire begged.

"I gave you the vaccine I was suppose to give to the contact witht he info against Umbrella." I stated.

"She's a man-eater!" Claire whined, the threat of tears coming through her voice.

"We're working together at this moment Claire." Chris said just as a terrible bloodthirsty roar of lust thundered through the sewer, fear racing inside me quickly.

"That's a good idea at the moment at least." I admitted and turned around to see the anamoly that was behind me. It was impossible to tell what it had began as, but the creature filled most of the large chamber. A mass of scaled body and various other bodies stuck to the spikes scattered across the creature's being. The other zombies or unlucky people? For a mouth, it had a gaping hole of gum and teeth that could easily shred bone. The mass had no legs but several tenticle arms.

"Jill, now's not a good time to be staring at it, run!" Chris yelled out and I jerked my head to where he was. I took off running in the other direction. The creture slapped on tenticle arm into the wall right where I had been seconds ago.

"Shit!" I yelled out and rolled out of the path of the next tenticle slamming into the wall. Gunshots were being fired off. Stay out of his path and distract it for Chris. "Hey Fugly! Look here, tasty Jilly for ya!" I yelled out and the creature shifted it's huge mass towards my direction.

"Get out of the way Jill!" Chris yelled out as another few shots stuck to the creature like meat being punched in with a staple gun. The creature bellowed out and the stentch of rot meat filled the air, forcing me to gag.

"Just keep shooting at the damned thing!" I cried out and took off running again, occasionally popping off shots. Something stuck into my hip, but the creature wasn't touching me, so I kept running. I rounded around and almost ran into Chris. Teh creature bellowed and swung it's largest tenticle towards me, not giving me time to dodge it.

"Jill move!" Chris yelled out and I found myself thrown back into the mucky sewer waters with a body crushed atop me. Oh man is this sick! I pushed the body off me and rolled away, seeing that Chris had pushed me down with his own body out of the way. Enough of this! I pulled the .357 out and started cracking off shots it's the creature deformed mouth. It snapped back, time and time again. Finally, just as I fired off my last round, the creature fell back with a slimy thud into the sewer water, still.

"CHRISTOPHER?!" Claire's panicky voice gurgled from where he had dropped his communicator. Without thinking, he walked over where it was, near the still back of the creature, and promptly picked it up. I saw movement and quickly fixated my aim. Chris looked at me, fear and anger dwelling in his eyes.

"I'm here." He reported as I tried to keep my gun fixated.

"Where's the slut?" Claire ask, and I fired. Blood splattered on Chris's pants.

"Did she just shoot you?! I'm gonna fucking kill you jill if you hurt one hair-" Claire started screaming but I walked up and snapped the communicator from Chris's hands while he stared at the blasted-to-bits head of a zombie that was still moving and stuck to the spikes of the creature.

"Listen up kid, I will not shoot Chris down here in the sewers...no, if I so desire to, I will blast his brains out under the sun just so that you can use satellite uplink to watch it, got that Claire?" I gruffed out. The communication ended.

"Do you have to be so vindictive towards her?" Chris muttered, reloading. I glared at him.

"How about a 'Gee thanks for killing that zombie who was about to chomp down on my leg Jill' hm?" i retorted as I reloaded and holstered my weapons. There was a ladder extending down from the ceiling of the sewer tunnel, right where the body of the creature laid. It would have been impossible to reach, had not the body been lying under it. Come on Jill, it's dead enough to escape, just climb the thing. I placed my boot on it's squwishy body and gagged when I heard the sound, almost falling back into the sewer water, had not Chris place his hand on the small of my back and give me a push up to one of the spikes the creature had grown on it's massive body. I guess that was my thanks. I grabbed the ladder and climbed up it, raising the sewer lid up a little bit. The coast was clear. I threw the lid off and pulled myself up, hearing the deafening roar of the angry not-so-dead beast below. Shit-Chris is still down there! I immediately shot my hands down and grabbed for him, hooking my hands under his armpits and lifting as quickly as I could to get him out of there before the monster could rip him to shreds. Come on come on come on baby lift! Chris pushed himself out as I lifted him up, and overestimating it, I landed on my back and Chris landed flat on me.

"Tha-" Chris tried to breath out, his face just inches from my own and his body pressed against mine. Hormones there Jilly, remember where you are, you can't ju- A tenticle shot out of the manhole and whipped around, Chris and myself rolling in different directions and it slammed down where we had been milliseconds before. I rolled to my feet, unholstering my baretta and firing shots at the tenticle, causing it to recoil back into the sewer, Chris slamming the sewer lid down to cover it.

"Some fucking day huh?" I asked as I brushed myself off, grimcing as I noticeda small tail of blood originating from my hip. When did...wait...during the fight with that creature something stuck me-but what?! What if I'm infected?! Chris glanced over and noticed my wound. I lifted up my shirt a bit and saw a neat little bullet hole in my hip. I glanced at him, feeling faint.

"Jill-" Chris warned just as I blacked out.

J.L.: Now this I liked, as you all know, there's always a mid-boss in every resident evil game, usually after you've 'cleared' an area. I couldn't help but think of Jill and Chris escaping through the manhole as a cut scene. Something like, bam, they fall, have a second to look into each other's eyes and then the tenticle whips out and slams down where they were right after they roll away. Also, I change the font size on my ramblings so that you could read the fanfic a little better without my interuptions. Also, don't get me wrong once again, Claire and Jill are two of my favorite characters, I just like throwing in a little tension in there. You know how sister's and brothers can get to be when it's comes to ex's...review my compatriots.