The Queen Zenobia's Other Secret Part 1

Warning: contains some spoilers for Resident Evil Revelations.

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After the sudden and mysterious disappearance of Chris Redfield and his partner Jessica, Jill Valentine was desperately determined to find them both. She eventually found herself landing aboard the abandoned cruise-liner Queen Zenobia, where it was said that Chris's signal was last found. Right from the get-go she knew that this wouldn't be any ordinary rescue mission, even though she had personally hoped it would be. What she and Parker found inside the ship's bowels were murderous, horribly mutated creatures like nothing they've seen before. Along with locating the missing agents, it became her mission to find out the source of the monsters, and maybe even the true secrets that the Zenobia was hiding.

However, in this story, she discovers a different secret, one that Il Veltro had abandoned out of shame long ago. The original attempt at creating the T-Abyss virus, and the result of said attempt.

"Parker! Parker! Where are you...? Answer me!"

Jill looked up and down the long hallway. There was no sign of the Italian man She swore under her breath. She couldn't believe this; how in the world did she end up getting herself separated from her partner aboard this B.O.W.-infested ship? Not only that, but her communicator was being jammed by something. It was probably one of the worst situations possible for a high-risk mission like this. She checked over her current equipment. All she had was a pistol and a rifle on hand and both were low on ammo. Jill couldn't risk letting things get any worse than they already were.

She cautiously made her way down the hall. It split off into two routes at the end. She peeked around the left corner; there was an Ooze standing in front of the door, its back turned to her. The grotesque living corpse was covered from head to toe in spike-like projections. It would be all over if that thing grabbed her even once. It was too risky to try and fight it; these monsters were able to take alot of bullets before they went down, too. Instead, Jill darted in the other direction, where no Ooze seemed to be lying in wait. This smaller corridor brought her to a large watertight door. Normally, this wouldn't have caught her eye as something strange, but then she noticed an odd design.

It was a crude painting of a dog, possibly a greyhound, in yellow paint. It immediately brought to mind the crest of Il Veltro, a bioterrorist organization that had disappeared about one year ago. They were the ones assumed responsible for the destruction of the city Terragrigia but they were never heard from again since that particular incident. Jill was intrigued. Ever since monsters started showing up on the shoreline from Terragrigia ruins, there had been suspicion that Il Veltro was making a comeback. They could have likely been using this ship as the basis for an experiment, as well. Either that, or this ship could be what was left over from the organization's past 'activities'.

'I doubt anyone would actually still be aboard this hellhole...I better check it out...'

She didn't know when or if she would ever be able to contact Parker, but until then, she figured it would be safe to keep moving. There was also the chance that they would run into each other again too. At least, that was how she convinced herself to open the watertight door and step inside. Jill blinked; all she could see was darkness. She strained her ears for the lumbering sounds of an approaching Ooze, but was fortunate not to hear any. She took a few steps forward...and immediately found herself without any footing, tumbling downward through into deeper blackness. It only made things worse with the fact that she couldn't see anything.

"Ahh!"

Eventually, she stopped falling. Groaning, Jill sat up. She groped around in attempt to make out her surroundings; she had landed on top of something soft. It was what had broken her fall and saved her from suffering a broken spine or worse. Unfortunately, it seemed that her flashlight had not been so lucky.

'Crap...this is even worse than before! Just where am I?'

The room was suddenly filled with a gushing wave of light. Jill threw her arm over her eyes, but slowly they grew adjusted to the brightness. The female agent looked down; she had fallen onto a pile of pillows. They looked like the same ones found in the guest rooms; this was a cruise-liner, after all. She turned her attention away from the pillows and over to an opened door, the source of the light. There was a woman standing in the doorway.

"Wow...hadn't expected a living person to show up here..." the mysterious woman remarked. Neither had Jill herself.

Jill swiftly got back onto her feet. She immediately pulled out her pistol, aiming its barrel for the woman's head. Obviously, the fact that there WAS another living person on this haunted vessel could only bring about suspicion. Jill had not been informed of any other agents or people on the ship, aside from Chris, wherever he was. The blonde woman in the doorway had remained still ever since having the gun pointed at her.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Answer me! Right now!" Jill ordered.

The blonde woman reached behind her back. Jill, understandably, assumed that she was going for a gun. She moved her finger closer over her pistol's trigger. Instead, it was a slice of pie, which the woman downed in a single bite.

"Look...my name is Rachael. I was sent here by F.B.C. (Federal Bioterrorist Commission) with my partner to investigate the goings-on of the Queen Zenobia."

"My name is Jill Valentine, from the BSSA? You're really from the F.B.C.?" Jill lowered her gun. Even though the F.B.C. and the BSAA had a fierce rivalry, they still both wanted the same thing; to protect society and the world all over from the threat of bioterrorism. Of course it was odd that the F.B.C. had sent anyone to the Queen Zenobia at all, but right now Jill was more relieved to have found someone that may be able to help her.

"Yeah; I don't really know why we had to come here, but we had to find something. I got separated from my partner and ended up in this place. From the looks of it, it was the same for you too, huh?"

Jill's cheeks flushed bright crimson. "Err...yeah, that's right."

"Well, if anything, it's good that you showed up so early. There's still lots of food left."

"Food?"

"Come on. I'll show you. I never expected this place to be hiding something like this deep inside it. I'm guessing that hole you fell through was left there due to damages, but it still brings you right to this place. Weird, huh?"

The blonde woman walked away, and with little else to do, Jill followed after her. At this point, she was able to get a better look at this Rachael person. For an F.B.C. agent, she was exceptionally overweight. Her butt alone was huge; it stretched the confines of her tight jumpsuit to their utmost limits, granting a deep outline of both constantly-wobbling cheeks. Her back was covered in thick blubbery folds, and her legs were so wide that they actually touched. From the front side, Rachael looked even fatter, if that was possible. She kept her jumpsuit unzipped quite far, allowing her bulging potbelly to hang out in the open. Jill was surprised that Rachael would be so daring about it. The fat little belly bounced and shook whenever she so much as breathed. It was the same size and width as a basketball, graced with a few stretch-marks. Using her gut as a stool-step of sorts were Rachael's tremendous breasts. The only thing that her unzipped uniform even hid about her breasts were the nipples; the slightly-saggy tits were just as free as her stomach was. Her face was also puffy with a double-chin cascading down her neck.

Jill held back on asking right away about Rachael's weight, because not only was it rude, but also since she figured she would soon find out what caused her to become fat in the first place. She highly doubted Rachael had been so large before coming to the Zenobia.

"Check it out."

Her jaw dropping, Jill surveyed the room before her in astonishment. There were stacks upon stacks upon stacks of green containers filling up most of the space, each mass of containers labeled with a letter of the alphabet. Sitting behind it all though, as if trying to look as inconspicuous as possible, was a huge clear-glass container filled with murky yellow liquid. The label 'V-Abyss 01' had been scribbled across the glass in big, bold letters. Rachael walked over to one of the containers, popped it open, and took out another slice of pie.

"W-Wait a minute! What...what is all of this stuff? What're you eating?" Jill didn't like having to ask so many questions, but she couldn't help it. This was all just so bizarre. It seemed that the only one she could depend on for answers here was Rachael. The blonde woman turned to Jill while eating her pie. Although her eyes were hidden behind her hair, it was clear that Rachael was giving her new guest an annoyed look.

"Honestly, I can't say for sure, but I did find some records left over. It was an old experiment by Il Voltro, called V-Abyss." Rachael explained, shoving what was left of the pie down her gullet, "Unfortunately for them, it didn't work out so well. They were trying to create a new virus for bioterrorism, but in the end, their first attempt made a liquid-based virus that doesn't kill people at all. Instead, it's perfectly harmless...except for the fact that it can cause sudden weight gain by whoever eats it. It also allows food to be preserved for extremely long amounts of time before becoming spoiled. They must have coated all of this left-over storage in the stuff for the experiment. I doubt they would have any use for a virus that couldn't kill, so they just abandoned it all in this basement on the Queen Zenobia."

"That's...a really detailed explanation." Jill thoughtfully rubbed her chin.

"Hey, I'm just repeating what I read. It's weird how much viruses can do these days, isn't it? I thought it was bad enough that it would turn people into raging lizard-men, but now it's getting silly. Although I have to admit, this food, it really is damn good! I mean, seriously! I can't stop eating it!"

"Yes..." Jill eyed Rachael's stomach, "I can see that..."

"Even better, there isn't any of those monsters here either! Well, there was, but I killed it and it just melted into a puddle. Anyway, I think I'm just going to hang around here until my partner eventually finds me."

"Hold on, you mean you're unable to contact him or anything?"

"Nope." Rachael opened another container, and started shoveling handfuls of pork into her mouth.

Jill sighed; she was really hoping that she would be able to call Parker already. She was getting concerned about him, as well. She could only blame herself if he ended up dying because she wasn't there to help him in his time of need. Suddenly, Rachael called her over.

"Don't you want some?"

"No...I really don't think it's a good idea to be eating that stuff, even if it's safe...who knows what else that V-abyss virus thing can do?"

"Look, I know this all seems strange, but as far as I know, we're stuck in here. There's a door over there that will probably lead out, but it's been sealed shut from the inside. We'll need someone from the other side to get it open, and until then, there isn't much else we can do. Besides, you're probably going to get hungry sooner or later."

"I...!" Jill started to say, but then her stomach let out a rumble. She blushed again while Rachael laughed. She hadn't eaten anything since last night because she was so worried about the mission and Chris too. At one point on the flight over to the ship Parker had offered her a Snickers, but she refused it. She just couldn't focus on eating when going into dangerous territory like this. But now...she was beginning to wish she had taken it after all.

"Come on over. There's alot to share!"

"But...the virus..."

"It's hardly a virus as it is. Sure, it makes you a bit chubby, but I think that's a worthy pay-off for being able to store food that wold rarely last a few days normally. Look, if you don't believe me because I'm from the F.B.C. or something, you can go and check out all of the files on that table over there. I'll be busy stuffing my face with all of this wonderful food and waiting for someone to come and help us!"

Jill walked over to Rachael's side and looked into the container. She had to admit that it did appear to be very tasty. She licked her lips.

"Can I just ask one more thing...?"

"What." Rachael used a dry tone, still annoyed with Jill's constant doubting.

"How are you so sure your partner will come to our rescue eventually?"

Rachael lifted some of her hair to reveal a small device implanted in the back of her fat neck. "It's a homing device we get for every mission so we can keep tabs on each other's location. My partner will figure out where we are by reading my location with the homing device and, ergo, rescue us! It's perfect!"

"How long have you been down here?"

"I dunno. A few hours maybe? This ship is really big so I don't blame him if it takes a while."

Jill gulped. Rachael was already so large from eating this food and yet it had only been a few hours since she started. Reaching her hand into the container, Jill told herself she would only eat enough to get full. She wouldn't need much more than that, she was sure. Rachael was just a glutton, that was all to it. She wouldn't let herself get that fat from eating this food. Jill picked out a particular tasty-looking sandwich, and took a bite after a lengthy inspection of its contents. She was instantly hooked.

It just so happened that Rachael had overlooked the file that mentioned the V-Abyss virus had addictive properties in it as well.