Disclaimer: I do not onw the characters of Resident Evil.

A/N: Yes, another Resident Evil story. This one is kind of a fantasy one based off a storybook and Jill just so happens to be whicked away to this enchanted world. There will be eventual JillxChris. I'm sorry, I just hink that couple is so cute! Oh, this is pre-mansion incident. Enjoy and eview please. ^^ Please no flames.

Welcome to Wonderland…

Chapter One: What Just Happened?

"What a sleep…" Jill yawned as she sat up in her bed. She stretched out her arms and rubbed her eyes as the light of the sun shone through her window and hit her face. "I haven't slept like that in ages!"

Jill looked out the window and smiled. It was such a lovely day outside, too bad she would have to spend the entire day out in some office that had no running air condition. Brad and Joseph were playing a game of catch in the S.T.A.R.S. office and accidently broke the air conditioner. Wesker told the team that thanks to Brad Joseph's stupid deed, they weren't going to replace the A/C unit till the next summer. The sad part was that it was only the middle of June so that means a complete summer of no air conditioning.

Jill yawned once more and jumped out of bed. She walked to the bathroom of her apartment and got ready for works. She pulled on her clothes, straightened the front part of her hair, and put on a natural shade of make up. After that, she walked out of the bathroom and was greeted by the deep meow of a cat. A large black cat with white hind paws trotted over to her and began rubbing his head against her leg. Jill smiled down at the cat and picked the hefty cat up.

"Oh, good morning Boots," Jill greeted cheerfully to the cat. Boots was a cat that Jill rescued during a mission before she joined S.T.A.R.S. She found the then small kitten alone in an ally and brought him home with her. The two quickly became attached to each other and provided her good company after hard days at work. Now, Boots was a very large cat rounding out to about sixteen pounds and could easily intimidate a small dog.

"Will you be a good boy today?" She asked the cat as she scratched behind his ear. Boots looked at her, meowed, and then turned on his purr engine. Jill chuckled at her cat and set him down on the ground. "Alright, since I fed you last night…I'm sure you'll be good till I got home."

Boots meowed sassily at her and trotted away to the couch. Jill rolled her eyes jokingly at the cat. "Sometimes, I swear you have the personality of a human." Boots meowed at her one last time, jumped onto the couch, curled up into a large black ball and fell asleep.

Jill giggled and walked to the door. "Goodbye, sassy cat," she said as she opened and stepped out of the door. She shut the door behind her and looked behind her. Her expression changed from cheerful to an expression of shock.

She expected to be in the hallway of the apartment complex. Instead, she was in some forest filled with a mixture of pine and other trees. Jill ran a hand through her hair.

"Um…where the hell am I?" she asked herself.

She turned around to see if her apartment door was at least still normal. Unfortunately, it hadn't. Now, it was the front door of a gingerbread house. Jill's jaw dropped at the sight of her "apartment". She opened the door and looked inside.

The inside now seemed like it came from the story "Hansel and Gretel". It reminded her of the one witch who would fatten up the children and eat them from the story. She didn't see anything belonged to her and Boots wasn't in there anymore.

"Seriously! What the hell is going on!?" Jill shouted, now very furious. "Who ever is doing this better stop or else I'm going to kick someone's ass!"

"You're kind of a loud lady aren't you, miss?" A voice asked. The voice belonged to a man, someone…familiar.

Jill wiped around and glared. "Who is it?" she growled. "Answer me!"

"All right!" the voice said again. "You don't have to be so loud, miss."

Then, a man walked out from behind a tree. He looked about Jill's age, maybe a little older. He had on a green tuxedo with a matching top hat. His hair was dark and Jill could see a little bit of spike going on under the hat. In his right hand was a cane. As he walked closer to her, Jill realized who this man was.

"Chris?" She asked. "Is that you?"

Chris smiled cutely at her, like a little boy would. "Yes. How did you know, miss?"