Resident Evi-WTF~?

A/N:OMGWTFLMAO just got this Idea while I was reading this WeskerxOC story, ok, but I'm not gonna follow them the sayum way they did it, no, but completely different.

"Yeah, die zombie DIE!" I screamed at the screen as I was moving the wii to shoot the zombies in the head. I was playing Albert Wesker, the only person I could play in that chapter. You know, the extra chapters, I can never get higher than a B, which sucks.

"You Are Dead." It says. I look, gawked, I thought I had those fancy thingy's in the bottom that made you come back to life, I was pretty sure the game didn't give a crap about that though. I just looked, raised my wii controller, and press yes.

"Die! AAGGGHH~~~~! "This thing should have been destroyed?" Well why the hayelll isn't it? How can you be so calm in these situations weske- Ahhh damn it, I died." I looked at the screen, than at the controller, and again, and again, for some time, than I looked at the controller, and threw it at the TV."Damn you Wesker." It kinda backfired cause like rubber, it flew back and hit me straight smack in the middle of my head, which surpisingly made me pass out. I say surprisingly cause this has never happened to me before.

*8 painful hours later...*

I woke up, to find myself in armour, cool, but creepy at the same time, did someone change my clothes for me? Ugh, just thinking about it creeps me out."Oh, finally up I see." I looked to find the source of the voice, only to find a creepy ass blondy*sorry* staring down at me like a hobo and his first free sandwich."Okay creep, stop staring at me." I said to him harshly, but something about him reminded me of someone...

hmm, sunglasses, deadly red eyes, black trenchcoat, blond hair, I know, he must be Gin, from Detective Conan. Oh god, I remember when I got stuck in that world, and let me say one thing:NEVER AGAIN~!"G-G-Gin? Is that you?" I said with confused eyes, hoping he would notice me,' I mean, he did kidnap me and nearly kill me once, but other than that we're complete buddies!' I thought with sarcasm as the man took off his sunglasses.

"Gin?Who is this Gin?" *that's the name I decided to give him* said in a robotic tone-... robotic?-yep,that's what I said.-u sure? cause u sometimes read it wrong sir-yes, I am sure, now on with the story.'That robotic voice, combined with all the other un-important crap I said about him before... must be a cosplayer, I'll just follow his games for now.

"He was someone unimportant, and you reminded me of him, blondy." I said with an uncaring look, even he couldn't look through it.

"Hmmm, come on, your a survivor, we have,- let me rephrase that- I have to get you out of here alive." He said, I looked around, magically picking up weapons all around us, when someone came near us with bloodshot eyes. I was super scared so I closed my eyes, only to feel something warm spray onto my clothes. It stunk. I opened my eyes, only to see the once bloodshot man, lying on the floor, now headless.

I then looked at my shirt, and at the corpse again, I did this for some time, and for the first time in my life... I was truly terrified. I mean, anyone would be if they got stuck with a cosplayer that took their roll playing way too far. I mean did you read that?

"OH...MY...GOD! YOU-YOU-YOU KILLED HIM! YOUR A PSYCHO!" I screamed, covering my ears, and backing away. I closed my eyes as well, because I did not want to see the situation around me, when I heard a crack and felt serious wind on my face. T-the balcony... the balcony! I all but forgot about it! I opened my eyes and began to scream, I didn't want to be saved, but, I would have to be. about 2-3 seconds give or take, I got attacked by the balcony railing, yes that's right, it attacked me.

Okay, I was just falling, when someone grabbed my hand, and caused me to get hit in the head by this damned railing. Why does everything want to attack my poor head today? I asked as he pulled me up."Am I awake?" I asked, then looked at the dead body, gasped, and fainted.

_Me-*crying* I'm sorry if it was crappy, please don't kill me!*goes into corner* I may never be a good writer.

Wesker-Of course you will.*sarcasm*

Me-Don't you use sarcasm with me young man, or no Orobourus for you! *holds Oro...Oro... that BOW weapon thing*

Wesker-fine.*grumbles-i wouldn't have to listen to you if you stopped using that against me*

Me- what was that

Wesker-nuthin.