Jill groaned as she came to. The last thing she remembered was taking Wesker down as she leaped out the window after tackling him.
At least Chris was safe.
But whatever warmth that thought gave her was chilled when she heard a familiar voice speak out of the darkness.
"Finally awake I see," Wesker's smooth voice rang out. The lights turned on then and Jill noticed she was in a high tech laboratory, Wesker standing a few feet away and looking none the worse for wear.
"I had hoped you'd be in Hell by now," Jill shot back, not an ounce of fear in her voice.
"Valentine you always did have a mouth on you. Luckily for you, I'm a forgiving captain. Today we're going to be testing a new virus on you and one other."
Jill heard someone being wheeled in and saw a young Asian woman in a red dress being carted in beside her. She was strapped like Jill by her wrists, ankles, and around her middle. A gag had been placed in her mouth and the woman was glaring fiercely at Wesker.
"Miss Ada Wong, one of my best agents. Unfortunately she aided an old friend of hers instead of delivering my virus so I've terminated her employment."
Wesker nodded to someone off to the side and two technicians approached the bound woman, syringes in their hands.
"Whatever you turn me into, I swear I'll kill you!" Jill screamed as the syringe pierced her skin. Ada gave a muffled curse as she too was injected.
Wesker simply smiled.
"That mouth of yours won't be up for much more talking pretty soon as you'll be far too busy stuffing your face. But I'll leave you two now to enjoy the results of my research." Wesker motioned to his men to unbind both women and once that was done they left, the two prisoners unable to move thanks to the virus coursing through their body.
Jill felt her stomach rumble and opened her mouth to scream. All that came out was a massive belch.
"How...lady-like...of you..." Ada said with a smile until she farted loudly, the force of the blast tearing a hole through her skimpy red dress.
"Looks like we're in the same boat," Jill said, her face beet red.
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