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Shattered Memories	By : FatalYaoi Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 5096 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own (nor will I ever) Capcom, Resident Evil, or the characters stated. I receive no profit whatsoever in making or posting this story.

Chapter List
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Author's Note: I already have this posted on FF.net and DeviantArt (currently it's Chapter 19 and counting) so I'll be updating this quite often until it's caught up. Quick note, most of the prologue will be taken from actual Resident Evil 5 cut scenes. The rest of the story will not be like this, I assure you. Enjoy! ~
Important Note: *Most* of this chapter is in Italics. This won't be used in every chapter, I swear! It's simply meant to show it as a flashback!
Pairing: ChrisxWesker

.:Prologue:.
The Memory
"So you're Chris, eh?"
Ricardo Irving's words pounded in the brunette's ears. He watched the ex-researcher turned black market dealer wither in pain- his transformed body quickly draining of life. Chris wanted to push for more details- Why did Irving know his name? Why did he respond in such a way to his name? Despite being in pain, the agony of death, he had chuckled at the use of Chris's name. Chris knew he should have been focusing on the name Irving let escape beforehand- Excella. The way Sheva responded, he assumed she'd heard it before. He wanted to ask where his friend was, but the words wouldn't appear as he held out the small PDA.
"Where is this facility? Answer me!"
That's all that could escape his lips. He wanted to ask about the blond in the picture. Jill Valentine needed his help and all he could do was sit and focus on the way Irving said his name? For some reason, the entire mission just felt like him. If Jill was alive, Chris knew he would have something to do with it. He always had something to do with it.
Albert Wesker.
Chris's spine tingled at the thought.
"Are you okay?" Sheva's accent laced her words as she asked in partial yell over the motor of the boat Josh was controlling. It pulled Chris from his thoughts of what happened nearly minutes beforehand and he merely nodded- what was he suppose to say? There was no answer that ended in 'yes' and every 'no' answer had a different reasoning behind it. He seemed to have a hundred reasons not to be okay- yet he was still focusing on his name and the thought of Wesker being involved.
It was true, this wasn't the only mission he'd gone on where he thought Wesker was behind something. The previous times had failed ("Wesker is dead, you know that," his fellow partners would say) but this time was different. The person Irving had let slip, Excella, had to know something. Maybe she was working for Wesker, just like the mysterious cloaked person.
The thought that scared him most was assuming both Albert Wesker and Jill Valentine were both still alive. If Wesker held her hostage and was experimenting on her…. Chris's thoughts trailed off. He would prefer her dead than be a monster and he knew she would think the same.
"There's the boat the woman used to get away!" Sheva spoke, standing up. She pointed to the small motor boat tied to the dock they would be getting off at, which was just inside the cave Irving had told them to go through.
Chris stood up as well and the boat docked, allowing the boat to hit the wooden platform uneasily before he actually stepped out. He held out a hand to his new partner (it was difficult for him to call Sheva his partner but he needed her if he was going to save Jill) and she took it, hopping out with him.
"So, you two are really gonna' go through with this?" Josh asked, looking between Chris and Sheva.
To Chris's surprise, Sheva spoke and what she said actually made sense.
"This is not just about Jill but the Uroboros Project as well."
The Uroboros Project was another small detail released by Irving that Chris seemed to let slip by him. The hard part was, Sheva was right. He didn't truly expect to come to Africa and find a whole organization plotting and scheming to take over the world with some large project. He simply came for Jill. Unfortunately, he was now in deep and to save Jill, he would have to take out the whole project- whatever it was.
Josh wanted to resend the withdrawal form to HQ and get them backup but Chris knew the two wouldn't get any. Backup always came late, sometimes not at all, and HQ didn't seem too interested in their safety. Hell, it was their job to risk their lives, right? That's what Chris told himself anyways. He was always the one playing the hero.
When Josh drove away, Chris's stomach sank. He didn't expect the man to stay with them but nor did he expect him to leave. They had been doing rather good as a trio and with just Sheva and himself, he wasn't sure how much farther they would actually get. He didn't know what was awaiting them in those caves and he found himself hoping the next area would bring more answers than hurt- but he was always doing so listlessly.

"The preparations are almost complete, then we can leave," Excella spoke, her eyes on the syringe in her fingers. She flicked it once with her opposite hand and put it to Wesker's arm.
The room they were in overlooked the entire operation and everything seemed to be running smoothly enough. Wesker sat beside the CEO of Tricell's Africa division, the Italian woman who seemed to have a hold on everything. Excella Gionne had been entrusted with the vaccine, PG67A/W, to prevent the man from mutating. It kept him the slightest bit human, though the thought itself was unsettling. Being compared to the weaklings of the world weighed too much on his ego and he would not tolerate it.
"Good," was all the man said as she stuck the needle into his skin.
Excella watched him closely as she slowly pushed down the plunger of the syringe with her thumb. Wesker could tell, and this put him on edge more than anything, that she was looking closely for some sort of fault- a weakness. Albert Wesker was completely flawless, maybe that's why Excella tried so hard. Half of him didn't understand what it truly mattered to her if she did happen to find a flaw (which would be utterly impossible) while the other half simply didn't care. She was becoming an inconvenience to him now that Uroboros had completed and Wesker wasn't sure how much longer he would be keeping the woman around.
Excella began into the doubt she had coming into the whole project. She was surprised Las Plagas had worked and now that Uroboros was complete, they could finally have the world they wished for. Wesker stood while she spoke, her attention at the briefcase beside her while she closed it.
"Your position at Tricell is secure."
Wesker was unsure if the woman was looking for validation or was vaguely leading up to something. Either way, he was very uninterested. Just because Uroboros was complete, didn't mean all of their problems were over with. The B.S.A.A. was quickly catching on their trail and Chris Redfield wasn't one to go down easily. Unfortunately for Wesker, Excella wasn't finished speaking.
"Oh… I have my eyes set on something much bigger," Wesker could feel her unbecoming eyes trailing him as she circled him from behind. The woman seemed to be treating the man, her superior, as her prey. Wesker internally chuckled darkly at this but externally grunted in disgust. "You'll be needing a partner, right? Someone suitable to join you in your new world. I believe-" she slipped a hand over his stomach, gently caressing it. "-I've proved myself worthy."
Wesker put a gloved hand to her chin, tilting it roughly to the side. A silent 'don't touch me' pushed forward from his action before he spoke in a murmur.
"Perhaps you have."
The lie came between gritted teeth and within moments, Excella had pulled herself free from the dangerous man. There was a small moment when Wesker questioned whether or not Excella knew he was lying but Jill entering the room pulled him from the thought.
"The B.S.A.A. are here," she spoke, the raven mask covering her face distorted her voice and the way she kept her head tilted down made the distorted voice darker and rebound in a silent echo.
"It appears your old friend, Chris Redfield, has come to pay a visit," Wesker was unsure if Excella had been speaking to him or Jill, but at the mention of Chris, he looked off to the side and his chin tightened. "Do I sense concern?" Excella's Italian accent had a mocking tone and Wesker didn't take a liking to it.
"I will not tolerate delays."
That's what Chris Redfield was- a delay.
In truth, there were many reasons for Wesker to be concerned. He was concerned seeing Chris for more than a short period of time would put the P30 in Jill at risk and it had the potential to fail. Jill Valentine had become rather essential to him- not only in saving Irving but her antibodies helped create Uroboros. Without it, the 'Stairway to the Sun' flower would have been completely unusable. True, Jill and Excella were both pawns but he was working to use them to their fullest potential until he was to dispose of them. He was far from done with using Jill but Excella's time was nearing.
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The cave Chris and Sheva wandered through led to ruins with hidden puzzles that took solving to get through. He was able to figure out most of them fairly easily (though Sheva seemed rather lost) and before long, they had come to small garden. It dwelled in a cave that was connected to a facility and surrounded by Umbrella and Tricell equipment. The cave ceiling was open and the sunlight shined directly onto bright yellow flowers. Several documents and diaries told that the flowers were called Sonnentreppe or Stairway to the Sun. They were incredibly poisonous but if combined with the correct climate, it produced the Progenitor Virus.
As they entered into the facility, of which they recognized immediately from the picture of Jill, more Sonnentreppe flowers were found in large glass tubes filled with water; however most of the tubes were shot out due to misfire from their guns. The duo finally arrived to the part of the facility where they kept the experiments and immediately began searching for Jill. A large fight ensued but once defeat came to the large experiment, Jill's holding chamber came forward.
Chris and Sheva watched it hopefully. Chris personally didn't know what to expect. If she was in there, would he be able to wake her up from her cryostatis? What if she wasn't in there? This was the possibility that scared him. This had been the only lead for them and now they were finally there, what would happen?
The pod opened and the two were surrounded by white steam. The small belt that held bodies released and Chris saw the metallic holder was empty. He inhaled and exhaled slowly before shaking his head in disappointment.
"Damn it! Where is she?"
The computer behind him clicked and he turned as a woman appeared on the screen.
"Mr. Redfield," the window only showed from her mid-torso up but he could tell she had on a white dress of which her breasts were partially exposed. Her neck and ears had gold jewels hanging from them while her hair was up in a tight bun. He noticed her Italian accent as she continued to speak- "How nice to finally make your acquaintance."
Chris slowly began walking back to the computer, his eyes on the screen. "Who the hell are you?" He was no in the mood to be played with but she was batting him around like a cat with mice.
Somehow she knew him and he wouldn't put it past her to be working with Wesker. This was in the back of his mind, yet no evidence had yet shown Wesker was even included in any of it. Hell, he didn't even know if Jill was alive but she was here. If she was here then Wesker had to be here- that was Chris's mindset.
"Excella Gionne," Sheva responded, following Chris. Chris looked at her while she continued. "She works for Tricell."
"Nice. You've done your homework," Excella replied with a small smile.
"An officer in the Global Pharmaceutical Consortium. Why?"
"As if I need to explain myself to you," Sheva seemed to hit a nerve within Excella because she then retaliated. "Although, weren't you two given orders to retreat?"
"So it WAS you?" Excella laughed through tight lips.
Chris remained silent, watching the screen. Excella didn't seem the type of person that could do all of this by herself. True, she had the entire Tricell division but even then would she have the power? Chris couldn't imagine Excella at the top of the project, not if Jill was still alive and she HAD to be alive.
"Where is Jill?" Chris broke his silence and pushed forward for answers.
"Jill.. Even if I did know, you think I would tell you?" Excella was safe from wherever she was broadcasting from. Unfortunately, this meant she had the upper hand, but this was something Chris knew going into the mission- whoever was behind it had the upper hand.
"Cut the crap! Tell me where she is!" Chris yelled both angrily and desperately. All he wanted was to know his friend was okay- It was getting difficult to keep himself calm and Excella's little game wasn't helping.
"As soon as you two are done with your little vigilante mission, you should leave. There's nothing here worth throwing your lives away for," surprisingly, Chris saw a slight regretful glimmer in her eye as she spoke. The way she stated it didn't really make much sense- Jill was worth risking Chris's life for it. He knew Jill was here- maybe she was talking about whatever experiment the flowers were involved in? Either way, he knew he didn't miss the look nor the slight sadness in her tone of voice- perhaps she was regretting something herself.
The window closed itself and the computer returned to the picture of Jill, making Chris's heart sink.
"She's lying, she knows something," Sheva spoke though Chris saw through Excella's lie as well. It was obvious, she danced around the answers too much and was in general, enjoying her game far more than she should have been.
"It's time to get some answers," Chris spoke in a grunted whisper. He wanted to believe his own statement but he wasn't sure if he could. He was holding onto hope that was slipping away but this was Jill- he couldn't give up just because he ran into a bit of dilemmas.
He just couldn't.

Several hours went by of them slowly getting through the factory that was deep within the facility. They had run on conveyor belts dodging failed experiments and large mysterious boxes going into incinerators, met several new enemies, and had to face infected people with machine guns- but they got through. It wasn't until they reached an elevator where their radios began picking up transmissions that something relating to Chris's mission happened. Chris listened as Excella spoke to someone, the voice going in and out through static.
Albert.
The name came in clear enough and all of Chris's suspicions were confirmed. In a single moment, Chris shot through different emotions, and eventually landed on determined. He was now more focused than ever on finding Jill, screw all of the dilemmas.
They soon arrived to a large room with equally large test tubes (containing god knows what). To the right of where they walked in was some sort of gun mounted to the wall though through the darkness Chris couldn't see any details beyond that. To their left was a slightly darkened area where a noise was coming from and the two went towards it. Chris stalked along the tubes, his gun ready for whatever was around the corner but when he saw the man writhing in pain in a large chair, all he could do was yell out for Sheva and run forward.
"Well, glad you could make it," the intercom system rang to life and Excella's voice reverberated around the metallic room. Chris kept his gun raised to the man but there was some sort of mist coming from behind the chair that was slightly obstructing his eyesight. Chris and Sheva observed the area around them, searching for Excella, or some sort of camera that she could use to watch them, but she quickly said "up here you two," and their eyes saw her at once.
There was a room above the chair where Excella was standing proudly beside her bodyguard, the mysterious person in a cloak and mask. The room seemed to be some sort of control center for the metallic room it overlooked because it was one large window at least one floor above them that showed controls and some minor things Chris was unable to take in. Within moments, Chris was questioning her about Jill.
"Jill, Jill, Jill. You're like a broken record, you know that? Just as single-minded as he said," Chris immediately knew he must have referred to Wesker. He felt the familiar tingle of his spine but remained focused on the woman. "You've spent so long trying to track down Uroboros, well, here, enjoy."
The man in front of them stood up and they both re-raised their guns (unaware they had lowered them) and prepared for another fight.

The duo continued through the facility, facing infected now with rocket launchers along with machine guns. Once past a complicated lever sequence that resulted in Chris backing up Sheva to transformed monsters that resembled Lickers (reported and described by his own sister), the two finally came face to face with the woman they'd been chasing through the facility.
The room they'd walked into was large, two floors, and had a double staircase going up to the second floor which held a door opposite of the door they'd just entered from. To the right of them was a small passageway, blocked off by an iron door. All three doors held a Tricell symbol which confirmed that this was yet another room that was part of the facility. The room was paved with stone flooring along with the walls and the cement pillars. The second floor railing was quickly deteriorating and most of it was simply broken off or gone. Chris heard the sound of high heeled shoes in front of him and it took a daft moment for him to realize the woman walking in front of them was the woman who had taunted him, lied to him, and insulted him. Within moments of walking through the door, Sheva had already noticed and was now yelling at her.
"Excella Gionne! Stop right there!"
The two pulled out their guns, after just placing them in their holsters and held them up threateningly. Excella began clapping as she turned around- Chris felt that the whole situation had to have been some sort of setup. What did the woman have up her sleeve this time?
"Bravo!" she spoke with a smile as she continued to clap, the sound reverberating off of the walls and echoing around the room.
"Damn it, where is Jill?" the woman was in front of Chris, two guns pointed at her- they had the upper hand now. There was no way he was going to let her go without answers.
"Hmph!" Excella chuckled, smirking. "Jill? Maybe I'll tell you, maybe I won't."
Chris barely had time to think before the cloaked bodyguard of Excella's had jumped from behind her and was now attacking them. The mysterious figure landed between them, separating the two and surprising them momentarily, before the person bolted at Sheva first. Sheva had recovered quicker than Chris and was just about to point her gun at the figure when she was stopped. Chris recovered but was soon kicked and immediately became disoriented. He was kneed and fell backwards, pulling him out of his disorientation and sent him reeling into another.
The cloaked figure turned to Sheva and side-kicked the gun from her hands before Chris was finally able to gather himself and take a shot. The shot knocked off the mask that concealed the person's identity and they stumbled for a split second before flipping backwards, dodging bullets from both Chris and Sheva. The cloak still concealed the person's eyes and clothing but Chris could tell it was definitely a woman (Perhaps it was Ada Wong, a person reported by Leon Kennedy to be working with Wesker). The mysterious woman landed in front of Excella but took a moment to hold her face and re-gather herself.
"Stop playing around, we want some answers!" Chris yelled, his gun aimed at the woman. It was true, within moments, Sheva and Chris had lost the upper hand but he wasn't too sure they ever had the upper hand to begin with- even with two guns pointed directly at Excella who was unarmed. Now with the second person, they were just in deeper.
"You haven't changed."
The voice sent chills down Chris's spine that he couldn't ignore. It was a voice that he hadn't heard since the Spencer Estate- since he'd watched Jill sacrifice herself for him. The voice was the same as it was before, cold and dark with a slight hint of an English accent.
When Chris finally saw him, the man's tight jaw twitched into a slight smirk.
"Wesker! You ARE alive!" Perhaps Chris was in denial of the idea, even though Excella had referred directly to him during the transmission but he was still surprised to see him, standing proudly at the top of one of the curved staircases.
"This is Wesker?" Sheva had heard hundreds of stories and the mere mention of his named seemed to strike anger (and perhaps a bit of pain and fear) in Chris. She, somehow, expected someone much less human than the man standing across the room.
"We last met at the-" he gave a momentary pause as he thought about it, slowly descending the staircase in front of him. He stopped as he thought but immediately continued after he spoke, "-Spencer Estate, wasn't it?"
Chris wanted, more than anything, to take the shot from the gun that was pointed directly at his former Captain. He knew, probably more than Sheva, it would be futile and it would be wasting precious ammo- After facing him at the Spencer estate, Chris knew how fast, strong, and powerful the man was.
"Well isn't this one big family reunion?" Wesker reached the bottom of the stairs and then began towards the mysterious woman. "I would expect you to be happier to see us."
"Us…?" Chris didn't understand. Who exactly was the mysterious woman now standing beside Wesker?
"So slow to catch on," Wesker raised a hand to the woman and pulled the hood from her head.
The hood hid the woman's loose ponytail of blond hair and grey eyes. It took a moment for Chris to connect everything together and realize the woman standing in front of him was a blond version of his old partner- the woman he'd seen in the picture that inspired him to go search for her;
Jill Valentine.
In his realization, Chris lowered his gun, whispering her name in a half revelation.
"Jill, it's me, Chris!" he yelled to the blond across the room.
"What? Are you sure that's her?" Sheva's question almost insulted Chris.
Jill had been his partner for a little over a decade. They'd faced zombies and thousands of other infected creatures. They both had gotten out of Raccoon City (not necessarily together), survived the destruction of S.T.A.R.S., and invaded the Russian facility of Umbrella together- He didn't need to be asked if he was sure the blond was Jill.
"The one and only," Wesker announced, waving his hand behind her in a sense of introduction.
Jill tossed off her cloak, revealing a blue battle suit, and immediately jumped forward. She shot herself at Chris, who had been too surprised to see her partner to retaliate quick enough, and kicked him back. As she fell, nearly inches away from him in mid-air, she kicked off of his body, which sent him directly into the stone floor, and shot herself into a back flip. Sheva watched Chris in horror before raising her gun to Jill. She shot at the moving target but continuously missed before Jill landed beside her and immediately disarmed her.
Within seconds, Jill had her knees around Sheva's head, and had flipped her backwards, throwing her in the opposite direction of Chris. Jill immediately turned back to Chris, who was standing and had his gun pointed at Jill (though not intending to shoot) and grabbed his neck with her left hand, his arms being held in a twisted position with Jill's other hand. Sheva was behind Jill within seconds, a gun pointed at her temple but was repelled immediately by Wesker with a simple elbow to the shoulder, pushing her away.
Jill was able to twist around, kick Chris in the back of the head and push him off quickly with strong force, unbalancing him. Chris and Sheva staggered back together before re-raising their guns. Chris momentarily noticed the absence of Excella before turning his attention to Wesker as he spoke.
"Now let's finish this once and for all. I think the odds are fair, two on two," Wesker had put up two gloved fingers and motioned to both sides before turning to look at Jill. "Right, Jill?"
Running and hiding, that was the plan Chris and Sheva came up with. Wesker was only going to spend seven minutes chasing them around and all they had to do was survive for that long. With Wesker's speed, power, and strength combined alongside Chris's inability to shoot his partner, hiding seemed to be the best option. Every shot and melee attack was dodged by Wesker's speed. Chris was able to keep him busy while Sheva ran off and knocked Jill out, though her unconsciousness only lasted for half a minute or so.
They somehow ended up back in the main room, having divided into the many hallways that broke off from the door to the right of the door that Chris and Sheva entered from, by the time Wesker readied to leave. He was on the second floor while Chris and Sheva aimed at him with their handguns from the first floor.
"I expected more of a challenge after all this time, Chris. How disappointing," Wesker spoke with a slight bored edge to his voice. Sheva looked at Chris as Wesker received a call.
He answered it and turned away. "Yes."
As Wesker began walking towards the door behind him, Chris urged Sheva to charge and the two went running up the stairs. At the top, they came to a halt and repointed their guns at the busy man.
"Wesker, stop!" Chris's voice had power behind it but in all honestly, he knew he had no power in this situation. He could tell that Wesker knew it too.
Rather than speaking, Wesker simply smiled as running footsteps approached behind the two. Sheva quickly turned but had just enough time to dodge one attack before another came, knocking her aim. Jill turned, kicked Chris back and finished by spin-kicking Sheva. Sheva landed on her back, sliding across the floor a bit as Chris was disarmed and then held in a force lock. He was on the ground, beneath Jill while she held him by his right arm that she had twisted and was in the process of trying to break.
"Jill, come on! It's me, Chris! Snap out of it!" Chris called out to his former partner desperately.
"Nice move, Chris," Wesker taunted, looking down at him. "-but now that your 'partner' has arrived, I'll leave you two to catch up," Wesker turned away and Chris tried again.
"Come on, Jill! Get yourself together! Wake up! Jill Valentine!"
"Chr-Chris!" It was fast and quiet but Chris clearly heard his name from Jill's lips. She was struggling for control over her body and Chris could see it.
Within seconds, her grip on the man was released and he was able to sit up, holding his right arm.
"Jill…" he spoke as he watched the woman fight with herself, shaking her head and making grunting sounds within the struggle.
"Remarkable! Still resisting at such an advanced stage," Chris watched Wesker pull out his small electronic device and he realized why Jill was acting the way she was. "Commendable- " he spoke through Jill's yells of pain and agony from the increased dosage of whatever Wesker had been injecting her with. "-yet futile." Jill gasped, limp on her knees, her head to the ground as she fought for air. "No more time for games, Chris. I've got work to do. Have fun watching Jill suffer."
"Wait!" Chris got up and ran as Wesker began into the door, which turned out to be an elevator. "What did you do to her?" The door closed quickly and Chris was unable to follow but Jill's yells quickly distracted him.
She fought with herself a bit before she finally ripped open the top part of her battle suit, showing a small red, electronic device. She yelled louder in pain, her yells echoing off of the walls, before she moved one of her feet into a kneeling position and looked around, obviously over-taken by the drug being injected into her.
"What's that on her chest?" Sheva asked, rejoining Chris by his side as the two watched in horror.
"We have to get it off her," Chris said sternly, looking at Jill as she raised to her feet and looked at the two with a hunting gaze.
Chris and Sheva came up with multiple plans and tried them all. The most dangerous one involved Chris holding Jill steady while Sheva shot the mechanical injector on her chest. The one most used by the two involved making Jill unconscious so that Chris could pull it off.
Eventually, they were able to get it free from her, though it was connected to Jill and it put the woman through immense amount of pain. Jill ended up half passing out once it was off, her body readjusting to the lack of drug intake. Chris ran forward and called her name, landing on his knees to pull her into his lap. At the sound of her name, and Chris's voice, Jill pulled herself from her unconscious state and was able to look at Chris.
"Are you alright?" he asked, holding her as she said his name and panted for air.
"I'm so sorry…" she whispered.
"It's okay," he assured her in a whisper of his own.
"You're Sheva, right?" she asked, her gaze going to the African.
"Yes," Sheva responded, looking down at the two.
"I couldn't control my actions, oh, but God I was still aware. Forgive me," Jill pleaded through drained energy.
"It's alright," Sheva assured with a small smile.
Jill thanked her and before long, Chris was helping her stand up. Her right arm was around his shoulder and she was using him for support while he held onto her. She gathered her energy and pulled away from the man, staggering ever so slightly but speaking sternly.
"Listen. I'm gonna be alright. You two need to stop him," she said, her tone showing her struggle to stay standing.
"We can't just leave you here!" Chris said, stepping forward. He'd lost the woman once, losing her again was out of the question and he strongly felt that leaving her here was going to be losing her.
"You have to! This is your only chance. If Wesker succeeds, Uroboros will be spread across the globe! Millions will die!" Jill explained viciously, her voice returning to its previous glory of stern and powerful.
"Well yeah but-" Jill cut the man off.
"I'm alright!" she insisted. "You need to stop him. Chris!" she grabbed onto his front as she continued. "You're the only one who can! Before it's too late," her grasp fell and she looked at him, her head shaking. "Don't you trust your partner?"

Those were the last words Chris remembered before he awoke in a moving vehicle. It was dark and he was sitting up in the backseat of a jeep, his wrists tied behind his back. He couldn't feel the weight of any of his guns or armor and he was sure he was injured. His right shoulder and cheek both ached while his right leg stung rather badly. He could taste blood and his neck was hurting from the awkward unconcious position. It took him a moment for him to realize that his feet were also secured together and he was strapped into his seat. He ran a tongue over his lower lip to find it swelled and busted on the right, which he guessed was the reason of the chrome taste in his mouth. The windows were dark and the front windshield, disappointingly, didn't show much more than the side windows did. He realized he was behind the driver's seat as his eyes became acclimated with the darkness so he was unable to tell who was driving him.
He looked beside him to find the spot empty and looked into the passenger seat to find the same. Jill's words echoed through his mind and his heart sank. What happened to Jill? To Sheva? Did Wesker get away? Why was everything so hazy?
"What's going on?" The question was meant to come out as a shout, a sort of demand for answers (despite his position) but it came out completely different. His voice was dry and distant. His throat hurt from the attempt and his lip began throbbing.
"Look who's awake."
The voice sent shivers down Chris's spine and he realized immediately that Wesker was the one driving. Immediately, the thought of whatever happened couldn't have been good and he was beginning to realize his lack of memory would quickly turn into a problem.
The front seat visor was suddenly flopped down and Chris stared into a pair of glowing red eyes.
"Wesker."

Holy. Crap. I've never used so much Italic in my LIFE. I'm so sorry.
If you made it through all of it, thank you!
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