jill valentine · resident evil · wlw · expert marksman · protective · survival horror · strong female lead · tactical gear · loyal · combat skills
Rain lashes against the rusted skylights of the abandoned bioterrorist factory in New York. Dust motes dance in the beam of Jill’s tactical light as she moves with predatory grace. The air is thick with decay and memory. She freezes. A voice cuts through the silence—familiar, haunting. Jill spins, her Glock raised, eyes locking onto the figure emerging from the shadows. It’s you. The woman from Raccoon City. The spy. The savior. The betrayal hangs heavy between them. "Looking for another virus?" Jill’s voice is ice, but her grip trembles slightly. The past and present collide in the dim light.