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Two months had passed since the Kijuju incident. Chris hadn’t really processed what happened. He knew, but he didn’t believe it. Perhaps he was just in a little state of shock. Though the…

Jill found herself frantically getting ready, rushing throughout her dimly lit home to quickly tie up her hair, throw on some old uniform sweat pants and tank top in preparation of the arrival of her guest.

She quickly washed her face in the bathroom, splashing warm water to soothe her. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the reflection that lay before her.

More often than not, she loathed the person staring back at her — the blonde hair serving only as a reminder to the animal she once was. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she realized what she had done back at Kijuju. A hazy figure of Wesker has stood behind her, his hand resting gently on her shoulder as he smirked, admiring his new apprentice.

For three years he held her against her will, a price she paid to save her long time friend. Anger came hold of her and she violently slammed her fist into the mirror, shattering the image of herself and Wesker for good.

The blood trickled out from her hand landing softly on the tile, leaving a trail as she walked towards the front door looking more of a mess than usual. She opened the door and instantaneously fell into his arms, sobbing profusely, her bloody hand hanging limply.

The door opened after what seemed like forever, and there was Jill. Chris smiled softly. “Hi the-” Without notice, Chris found Jill in his arms. She was crying like she hadn’t cried in years. “Jill! Are you okay?!” He noticed the blood dripping down her hand. A bad cut. He helped her inside and lead her to the bathroom to clean off her wound. As they walked through the house, Chris began to notice how different it looked. A bit messy, dark, gloomy, things out of place. This wasn’t like Jill, at all. Was she more troubled than he thought?

Shattered glass pieces were scattered on the floor and the sink. Chris had an idea of what happened. He opened the medicine cabinet and took out a cloth, ointment and a bandage. He wet the cloth and lightly cleaned the wound and her hand of blood as best as he could. “This is gonna sting a little..” Chris said as he lightly rubbed some ointment on her wound and bandaged it up. “..Are you okay, Jill? Things seem.. different.. with you.” He said in a concerned tone. He didn’t want Jill to feel this way. She deserved all the happiness in the world. Just goes to show that the world doesn’t think the same after putting her through so much. Not just her, but everyone. Jill, Claire, Barry and himself. If Wesker was still alive.. he would make him pay.

She sobbed violently in his arms, her body trembling. “No, I’m not.” She managed to choke out between taking breaths, in an effort to calm herself down. She let Chris guide her inside her own home, a place she could barely stand to be because of the constant reminders of the past — ranging from former S.T.A.R.S members they had lost during the mansion incident years ago, to the nightmares she experienced both during hours she was awake to the time she attempted to drift into a peaceful sleep. Being so strong for so long apparently was a facade she couldn’t keep up any longer, the cracks within the mirror were just a reflection of the cracks within her own person. She wasn’t the same Jill she was before.

She nodded to Chris silently, biting her lip in preparation for the sting. The physical pain was nothing in comparison to what she had endured in the past. She was barely able to look him in the eyes without crying madly; “C-c-chris” she sniffed, her unscathed hand wiping away the remnants of tears from her cheeks. “I’m so sorry. For almost killing you and Sheva back during Kijuju, I still feel tremendous amounts of guilt for that…” her voice trailed off as her gaze lowered to meet the shards of glass on the floor. She had felt she owned the thousands of lives she harmed an apology during Kijuji and potentially even Raccoon City — had maybe they had tried harder to expose Umbrella in a more convincing manner, perhaps the city would still exist today. With Raccoon City still in mind, she was all too often reminded of the incident that started it all. Watching her friends die right before her eyes, discovering their half eaten bodies, to even having to take down their reanimated bodies was enough to scar anyone for life. The events that entailed after the Spencer Estate was just the icing on the cake of insanity.

”I’m not as strong as you think, the build up of everything that we’ve endured has amounted to this.” She gestured to herself and her unkept up home. “I never thought I would crack this bad, but, I can’t seem to find any peace of mind…”

Chris was at a loss for words. Not once in their friendship of eleven or so years had he ever seen the Jill Valentine like this. It was like she was a different person.. ever since Kijuju. Then again, Chris hadn’t been quite the same either. Was he really holding on better than Jill was? It was tearing him up inside to see her this way.

“Jill… I completely understand what you’re going through.. I’ve been having some trouble, myself. Can’t really focus.. Shutting everyone else out.. can’t eat, sleep, or stop thinking about everything.” Sleep. That was his main problem. He would toss and turn all night and even if he did finally get to sleep, recurring nightmares would just wake him up and make him want to never sleep again.

He took her by the hand and lightly kissed her bandaged wound. “Look, Jill.. I know you. I’ve known you for a very long time. You’re stronger than this. I know it, you know it, Barry knows it.. I’m not sure exactly what’s on your mind, but I would like to help.. I’m just not sure how.. I can’t even help myself…” Chris sighed. “It wasn’t your fault, either. Don’t blame yourself, please.. We both know it was that piece of shit Wesker! God, I hate him. Even though he’s dead, I just.. I would love to kill him again.. I hope he burns in Hell for all eternity.” Wesker. No matter what Chris did, he couldn’t shake the thought of Wesker. He was the one keeping Chris up at night. That same nightmare..

”..I’ve actually been having this recurring dream… nightmare.. it’s always the same, but I never see how it ends.. Wesker, he..” Chris trailed off, the fear of the thought keeping him from going on.

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Chris is the older brother of Claire Redfield. At the age of around 17, Chris joined the United States Air Force, serving as a pilot and marksman. In addition to flying fighter planes, he demonstrated outstanding firearms handling and was trained rigorously in hand-to-hand and knife combat, and took part in missions overseas. However, Chris was constantly coming into direct conflict with his superiors. Unable to settle these disputes, he was eventually discharged without honors, though his file states that he retired (possibly a cover story), at around 23–24 years of age.

After leaving the Air Force, Chris started drifting across the US and eventually got to Raccoon City, where his old comrade, Barry Burton, suggested he try out for the new S.T.A.R.S. police force - an elite unit mostly comprised of ex-military personnel, and created to quell the increase in the number of cases involving terrorism.

Thinking he may as well try out, Chris applied for S.T.A.R.S. where he was immediately accepted. Along with Barry, Chris was recruited into the lead Alpha team with Albert Wesker as captain.

He served as both a point man (PM) as well as Alpha team's co-pilot, and was known for his marksmanship ability (for which he had a friendly rivalry with Bravo team member Forest Speyer and received numerous commendations for). It was here that he also met his future partner and closest friend, Jill Valentine, and the two bonded with each other.

In July 1998, Alpha team were sent to the Arklay Mountains on the outskirts of Raccoon City to investigate the sudden disappearance of their compatriots, Bravo team. While walking through the forest, they discovered the remains of Bravo team's helicopter along with the mutilated corpse of their pilot: Kevin Dooley. Suddenly, while investigating the quiet woods, Alpha team member Joseph Frost was attacked by a wild dog, with the rest of the pack following, eating him alive.

With Alpha team on high alert, they ran through the forest to the landing zone, only to find their pilot, Brad Vickers, flying away in terror.

Finally, they entered the seemingly deserted mansion for cover. Inside, Chris found most of the Bravo team members. Only one was alive, Rebecca Chambers.

Chris then discovers an underground laboratory used for making B.O.W.s, and also finds out that Wesker was one of the leading researchers. He finds Wesker, who confirms that he lured S.T.A.R.S. to the mansion to use their combat with the B.O.W.'s as data for further research.

Chris, Jill and Rebecca boarded the chopper and escaped the Mansion. Barry also managed to escape, either being already in the chopper or escaping via other means. The mansion then exploded, taking any remaining monsters and evidence with it.

After recovering from their wounds, the remaining S.T.A.R.S. members made a number of attempts to report Umbrella to the authorities, but all attempts failed due to the corporation's bribing of the Raccoon City Police Department's chief Brian Irons. While the public were disturbed by the events, they continued to purchase Umbrella's products. Eventually, due to the threat of exposure, Irons had the S.T.A.R.S. team disbanded before they discovered too much, and replaced with a more standard S.W.A.T.

Chris began investigating Umbrella alone, telling nobody, not even Jill. When he finally did tell her after inviting her to his apartment and showed her reports on the G-virus, she was determined not to let Chris fight Umbrella on his own, and called Barry for extra backup. The three of them set out to uncover as much info on Umbrella as they could, but Chris knew that their best bet was to travel to Umbrella's main headquarters, in Europe. Jill agreed that she will continue trying to find more information in Raccoon City before joining Chris, and Barry promised to follow after getting his family to safety. Chris opted against telling his sister anything to avoid putting her in harms way, but this decision had the opposite effect.

Claire, during the Raccoon City Destruction Incident would find the fax reply to Chris's requested investigation of Irons. She had come looking for her brother whose last known whereabouts were in Raccoon City. The fax would reveal that, although they tried to find incriminating evidence regarding the G-virus, no evidence confirmed it's existence. However, they did find that chief Irons was hiding a dark past and may or may not be taking bribes. Claire determined that Umbrella had a facility in Paris, and believed Chris may have gone there. Claire indeed traveled to the Paris facility, but found that it was not Chris' destination. She was discovered snooping around, and after almost destroying their own base trying to catch her, Umbrella caught and sent her to Rockfort Island, an isolated prison run by Umbrella.

While in Europe investigating Umbrella's activities, Chris' own activities made him a wanted target for Umbrella. This is what helped Leon S. Kennedy in tracking him down. Leon, a friend of Claire's after they cooperated to escape Raccoon City, was e-mailed by Claire asking him to find Chris. He passed on Claire's message for help, prompting Chris to abandon his mission and head to Rockfort Island.

Years later, Chris worked out a lot, went to Africa, saved Jill Valentine and killed Albert Wesker... What happened next, you're about to find out..

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