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"Try being a little less disgusting, will you?" Jill snapped, her voice sharp, dripping with sarcasm, but beneath it lingered a trace of bitterness she didn't even realize. She tightened her jaw, glaring at Jack with eyes that had seen far too much death for their age.
Jack smirked, unbothered. "I thought that was your specialty, Teri."
"You really think you're funny?" Jill's glare cut him like a blade. "Why aren't you dead yet?"
Jack raised his hands in mock surrender. He knew better than to tread into the territory of another woman — it always led to trouble. "Before I die," he said, a hint of calm in his tone, "at least tell me what happened to you these past six months. Otherwise, I'll die unsatisfied."
Jill scoffed, her lips curling with a bitter smile. "You just want to know what I've been through? Nosy as ever, aren't you?"
Jack chuckled awkwardly, scratching his neck. "That's… very reasonable."
Jill's eyes drifted toward the distant horizon, clouds heavy and low, mixing with the faint mist rising from the ruined ocean. "When we left Raccoon City by helicopter," she began, voice low, almost trembling from memory, "the nuke hit. The shockwave tossed us into the forests outside the city. We survived — barely. Everyone was injured. Alice… she was gone. We couldn't stay. Someone had to expose the truth."
"Teri's footage went online," Jill continued, her tone sharper now. "Umbrella tried to bury it through the media, but the Internet didn't forget. The reports kept spreading no matter what they did."
Her expression hardened. "It wasn't only Umbrella. The FBI hunted us too. Carlos, L.J., and I went underground, infiltrated Umbrella with fake credentials. We found Alice in Detroit. We even forged an authorization letter from Umbrella itself to extract her."
She swallowed, voice quieter, heavier. "But the net was closing in. Both the government and Umbrella. To buy time for Alice, I carried the recording tapes and hid in a hotel. The Feds found me shortly after."
The air felt heavier as Jill paused. "Then the outbreak went worldwide. Umbrella couldn't control it. Within three months, the T-Virus invaded Washington. The U.S. government collapsed. I used the chaos to escape custody."
"I made it to Baltimore," she said, staring at the dark waves, "found a few survivors. Led them to what we thought was a safe shelter… but they're all dead now. As for Alice and Teri…" She looked away, the weight of uncertainty in her eyes. "I don't know what happened to them."
Jack's gaze softened. "Didn't think it was that bad. You've been through hell, Jill."
She shot him a sharp, incredulous look. "Running into you again is the worst part of it all. Easily the biggest misfortune of my last six months."
Jack clutched his chest, pretending to reel. "Ouch. That hurts."
"Do you even have a heart?"
"Of course I do," Jack replied, teasing, "and right now, it's occupied — by you."
Jill's fists clenched. "Say that again and I'll tear your mouth off! And keep your hands where I can see them! Can you stop taking every chance to cop a feel?"
Jack grinned, unabashed. "Old habits die hard."
Jill rolled her eyes. She'd long since accepted that Jack was shameless — infuriatingly so — and yet somehow still alive.
Then — BOOM!
A deafening roar split the air. A massive column of seawater, nearly eighty meters high, erupted skyward, throwing salt spray across their faces. From within the churning waters came a deep, primal howl, vibrating through their bones. Something huge surged upward, a monstrous mouth wide open, rows of jagged teeth glinting in the dim sunlight, lunging straight for them.
Jack vanished in an instant, reappearing a few meters away, evading the crushing jaws that snapped where he'd been.
Jill stumbled back, heart racing. "What the hell is that?!"
The creature crashed back into the ocean, sending waves towering several stories high. Jill's mouth fell open. "That thing's at least sixty meters long…"
Jack's expression was serious now. "A great white shark — infected by the T-Virus."
Jill shook her head, disbelief etched on her face. "A great white shark? How could it mutate that big?"
"Just like humans," Jack said, his voice calm, measured. "The virus forces mutations. In the ocean, anything not infected becomes prey. Survival is even harder than on land."
"The world's dying, Jack," Jill whispered, a tremor in her voice. "At this rate, there'll be no life left on Earth."
Jack scoffed. "You're wrong. Earth's fine. It's us she's tired of. Maybe the T-Virus isn't killing Earth… maybe it's Earth's way of killing us."
Jill's eyes widened. "Earth's way of exterminating humans…"
Before she could process it, the sea erupted again.
ROAR!
The mutated shark burst from the depths, its blackened flesh glistening, eyes blazing red with infection. It lunged for Jack's position.
"Guess it's not letting us go that easily," Jack said with a cold smirk.
"Jack, we need to leave!" Jill shouted, urgency threading her voice.
"Leave?" Jack laughed, sharp and daring. "Letting this overgrown pet think it scared us off? Not a chance."
His pupils dilated; the air around him rippled violently. Three sharp wind blades spiraled into being, slicing through the storm-heavy sky with a high-pitched shriek.
"Let's see how you like this," he said.
The blades met the creature mid-leap, cutting through water and flesh.
ROAARRRR! The shark screamed in pain, black blood spraying across the churning waves. The sea turned crimson as the creature's massive head split apart, crashing back into the depths with a thunderous splash.
Jack exhaled, a faint grin crossing his face. "And that's how you deal with a big fish."
Jill staggered back, taking in the aftermath — the smell of salt, blood, and ozone mixing in the heavy air, the rolling waves pounding against the ruined shore, the faint cries of distant survivors somewhere down the coast. Even now, she felt the adrenaline burning in her veins, a mix of fury, fear, and relief.
The silence that followed was almost louder than the shark's roar, filled with the echo of danger narrowly avoided. Jill's gaze shifted to Jack, half-irritated, half-awed. Despite his smug demeanor, he had saved them both yet again. She couldn't help but feel a grudging respect, though her pride wouldn't allow her to admit it aloud.
Her thoughts drifted briefly to Alice and Teri, to the innocents lost in this war of viral chaos, to the world crumbling under Umbrella's twisted experiments. Even with the immediate danger gone, the weight of the past months pressed on her shoulders like a stormcloud. And yet, as always, survival demanded focus. They couldn't stop — not now, not ever.
The horizon darkened further, storm clouds rolling in with the promise of more danger. Jill clenched her fists, scanning the ocean, the forested cliffs, and the ruined city in the distance. "This world… this Earth… it's unforgiving," she murmured under her breath.
Jack, still brushing seawater from his coat, smirked again, as if sensing her unspoken thoughts. "Unforgiving, yes. But still worth surviving."
Jill gave him a side glance, a mixture of annoyance and acknowledgment. She didn't need his reassurance, but the sentiment lingered in the heavy air like a spark — small, fragile, but alive.
The wind tore through the debris-strewn shore, carrying with it the faint echoes of a world gone mad. And in that moment, Jill and Jack, two survivors against impossible odds, knew the fight was far from over.