This is my sappy love story pairing Jill and Wesker. This is ONLY a love story, no action what so ever, so if you don't enjoy this type of story, this is probably not for you. It happens before, during and after Resident Evil 1, though, the storyline was changed completely. Jill might seem out of character sometimes. English is not my main language so, I'm sorry in advance for my lack of skills at writing properly, though, thanks a lot to my boyfriend that took his time to correct my mistakes!

Update Fall 2012 : I recently re-read this story and, yeah... let's say I'm not exactly proud of it... It got its good moments and I think it improves with every chapter, but mostly, it's rather poorly written. I have decided to keep it up because I did work fairly hard on it over 6 years ago afterall and some people seemed to enjoy it. But "bear with me" if you're not too impressed with it. Neither am I! XD

"Bizarre murder cases have recently occurred in Raccoon City. There are outlandish reports of families being attacked by a group of about 10 people. Victims were apparently eaten. The Bravo Team was sent in to investigate, but we lost contact. Bravo Team's helicopter was a derelict. Save for the remaining body of Kevin… We continued our search for the other members… and it turned into… a nightmare…"

With reserve but courage, the five members of the S.T.A.R.S. Alpha team slowly moved around the dark woods searching for their Bravo teammates. As Jill was carefully searching for any clues, she suddenly heard a gunshot. She quickly turned to the source of the sound and froze, horrified at the scene in front of her. Joseph, who was now lying on the ground, was getting eaten by several vicious dogs who left the poor guy no chance at surviving… She finally woke up, and started shooting the dogs to help her teammate. Eventually, her pistol ran out of bullets, but she kept on pulling the trigger as she stared at the horrifying spectacle before her. One of the dogs finally turned his attention on Jill. She staggered back slowly and fell on her bottom, a terrified look on her face. Chris, who noticed the scene from a distance, moved as quickly as his legs would let him and grabbed Jill's arm just in time to save her from the dog's attack.

"Come on!", he yelled pulling Jill with him.

They both ran as quick as they could manage as the other dogs finally left their meal to chase them. Panicked, Chris barely noticed a sound coming from the sky. He finally looked up just to see the helicopter flying above them.

"Hey! Brad! Where the hell is he going?", Chris shouted, furiously.

The dogs started to catch up to both of them. Chris turned to protect himself from the impact of one of the dogs jumping at him. Suddenly, they heard a gunshot, bringing down the creature. Chris quickly turned, just to notice that the bullet came from his Captain's gun.

"Chris, this way!"

The four remaining S.T.A.R.S. members, chased by the demented creatures, ran for their lives. No matter how many bullets Wesker, Chris and Barry shot at these creatures, not a single one of them was taken down. It was as if they could not feel the pain.

"Damn it!", shouted Barry.

Looking up for a way to save themselves, Chris finally noticed a mansion up ahead.

"Make for that mansion!"

They have escaped into the mansion, where they thought it was safe. Yet…

"Is everyone alright?", quickly asked Jill

"Barry! Where's Barry?", asked Chris, almost panicked.

Jill looked at Chris, not knowing what to tell him.

"He's… " answered Wesker, showing no sign of compassion.

"No…", let out Jill, sadly.

The mansion's strange outward appearance only foreshadowed what they would witness inside. Although the room they were in was huge, it was almost empty. The few pieces of furniture that were left looked forsaken. A weird atmosphere surrounded the room.

All of sudden, the choked sound of a gunshot was heard behind one of the doors.

"What was that?", promptly asked Jill.

"I'll go and check it out!", answered Chris.

"Alright, Jill and I will stay and secure this area", said Wesker with his usual cold tone.

Chris nodded and started walking in the direction of the gunshot.

"Chris!", Jill exclaimed at the last second. "Take care…"

Chris nodded a second time and left the room they were in.

"Where are we…?", asked Jill, almost thinking out loud.

It was the last words that she could pronounce before she felt a tremendous pain on the back of her head. Everything just suddenly blacked out and she fell back, unconscious, in "someone's" arms…

Jill started to feel dizzy as she slowly and painfully awakened from her forced sleep. She took a moment to realize that she was travelling, uncomfortably, on someone's shoulder. A moan was the only thing she could "produce" for the moment.

"Finally, you're awake… I won't have to hold you on my shoulder anymore…"

Jill hardly recognized Wesker's voice; her senses were desperately trying to retrieve their full functionality. He finally put her down and let her have a few seconds to regain her balance. She took a moment to notice he was pointing a gun at her. She stammered with pain.

"Wesker, but… what are you doing? Why are you pointing that weapon at me? Wait, you… You hit me!"

"Well Jill, you sure would make a great investigator…", he said sarcastically.

Not giving her the chance to "strike back", a man, if it could still be called this way, entered the room they were both in. Jill exclaimed instantly as she looked at the man coming quickly at her :

"What the…? What are you doing?"

Frantically searching for her weapon, Jill quickly noticed than Wesker took it away from her. Panicked by the strange behavior of this man and from not having any way of defending herself, Jill shouted :

"Don't move! Stop!"

She noticed promptly than she was yelling in vain ; the man continued his delirious chase ignoring Jill's request completely. The man, which was better defined now as a creature, obviously did not have his sanity intact. Like the vicious dogs they met earlier, this man seemed consumed by death; his irises were absent, his skin curiously whitened, and some of his flesh was hanging off his arms and his face and his clothes were covered with blood, which probably was not all his, judging by the outburst he took at chasing Jill. The moment he was going to make Jill his next meal, he suddenly fell on the floor, a gunshot violently hitting his forehead. Jill looked at this insane man's dead body with stupor. Wesker quickly turned his gun on back Jill.

"What on earth happened to this man?! Or, actually, anything related to this place!", she shouted in shock.

"Well, you see Jill, you've just been witnessing the amazing progress of science in biotechnology, well, if I can put it this way…"

"What?!", she asked in shock.

"This man is one of the numerous victims, like anyone in this mansion, of the T-Virus, a revolutionary biotechnology."

Letting out a certain cynical chuckle, Jill continued to question Wesker.

"How is this some revolution? This man was walking dead… I don't understand all your gibberish… This is insane Wesker…"

"On most men this virus doesn't really have any utility, but on certain animals… You'd be surprised how they become powerful weapons. No need for bombs and missiles anymore, drop the virus on the enemy territory and they will be exterminated in no time!"

She stared at him in shock, not quite sure she heard him properly.

"How the hell do you happen to know all of this?", she finally asked.

"Because I worked to develop it!", he answered with an evil smile of satisfaction.

"What?!", she shouted, the hurting news contracted all her body with extreme anger.

"In this very establishment, Umbrella employees developed this virus, under my orders. This mansion is simply a cover. I gotta admit that things turned rather sour but, it should still go according to my plans."

For a moment, nothing came out of her mouth. The shock was too difficultly assimilated. "What about the S.T.A.R.S.? If you are a researcher, then how come you became our captain?"

"Well, my talents as a researcher had hit their limits, so I decided to change my career's direction until a certain opportunity would come to me", he added, accentuating his evil smile. "Umbrella placed several of their employees within the police department to cover themselves if any "trouble" were to arise. These employees would stop anyone from trying to investigate too deeply. Unfortunately, it wasn't possible anymore to cover this incident, so Umbrella ordered me to investigate on what happened and use the S.T.A.R.S. to collect data on the fighting skills of our test subjects. After all, could there be a better test of their abilities than the skilled and trained members of S.T.A.R.S.", he added, proud of himself.

"What?!", she shouted, her anger starting to boil.

"I know, the truth is hurting, isn't it?", he answered, chuckling maliciously.

"You are absolutely lucky to have that weapon pointed at me at the moment, cause I promise you that if you didn't have it, I don't know what would stop me from killing you!", she shouted, a torrent of emotions crossing her entire body, though betrayal was the one hurting the most.

Apparently, her comment had no effect on him as he stayed calm, looking coldly at her.

"Well, dear heart, unfortunately for you, I have the gun, so move quicker, you are slowing us down", he added, keeping the gun straight.

It was totally useless to move quicker because, the second Wesker finished his little speech, another one of these "men" joined them. This time, Wesker could not react as quick as the first time cause the man instantly jumped on Jill who fell on the ground, fighting for her own life. Jill was desperately trying to keep the man from savagely devouring her, but she knew too well she could not last forever. Wesker moved as quick as his reflexes let him and violently kicked the creature off of Jill before shooting it directly in the head. He looked at Jill, who lost consciousness from the shock. That left Wesker the painful task of carrying her on his shoulder, again…