Chapter 1
I, Seraphina Dane am a fool. I joined the Police force 3 years ago in an attempt to make something of my life. Now I am stuck in a tiny cell with a madman. Oh bloody brilliant.
My squad and I were sent to a facility in Russia. Our Intel told us it was a Umbrella secret facility, under the main office floor. The information was dead on (if you'll pardon the bad pun). We split up to search the building. We were all dressed in civilian clothing. I looked like I was going to a business meeting, with my white blouse, grey fitted jacket, grey pencil skirt and black, shiny heels that I loved but were a bit impractical. I had brought a few copies of my CV along and had an interview booked there. So I hoped that I looked convincing enough.
I hung outside for as long as I could without drawing suspicion. My team didn't come back. Now I began to get a bit flustered. Then it was time for my interview. I had done the job before, so I knew what to talk about, and how to answer their questions.
I walked in to the room and aced (well I thought I did) the interview. Then the boss was called in. He looked like he belonged on the front of GQ magazine, tall, blond haired, chiseled, handsome, smelt amazing and hold on, why the heck does he have sunglasses on indoors? He ushered the interviewer out of the room and sat opposite me.
"We found your men Miss Dane, bad idea to mess with us. I know who you are. So enlighten me, why are you here? And do not lie to me, or you won't live to see another day". He cracked his knuckles and neck. His voice was monotone, but there was something enticing about it, and he clearly knew that. "I would tell you, but I'd prefer to at least have your name first Mr...?". I tried to make that a smart statement but I failed miserably. "Wesker, and go on".
"Why should I tell you anything? If you were as smart as you think you are, then you should know, shouldn't you Wesker?" I tilted my head at him in a nonchalant way and I swore I heard him growl lightly. He stood up and placed his hand an inch away from my throat. "Seraphina" he purred my name and I flinched. "Do not make me hurt you, I would dislike hurting that pretty, pale little throat. Now, tell me". I sighed. "Ok. Well, my men and I were sent here to investigate info that said an Umbrella lab was hidden beneath the office floor. I got an interview here so I could cover my men looking around", "Snooping around Miss Dane, go on". I smirked at that. "And here I am, in trouble and with no idea where or what state my team are in. That's everything". I was honest, I hated lying, even if it was to a man who looked like he could kill me with one look.
"At least you are aware of your predicament. Yes you are in trouble Miss Dane. You will not be leaving here. Now get up and follow me. Any failure to follow my orders will result in you being sedated". Wesker's voice was the same as before. Does this man have no emotion? His face is like stone, finely carved stone mind. Ugh, bloody mind! Get out of the gutter! "What, with my heels digging into your back? Depending on how you carried me of course". Uh oh, why did I say that? To my surprise he laughed at that remark.
Wesker got up and I followed, suddenly aware that as he walked behind me that my skirt was a bit tight around my buttocks, and I became very self conscious. I was anyway but now I wanted nothing more than for this to be a bad dream, and that I would wake up, NOW. I fiddled with the buttons on my jacket as we entered the elevator. I looked away as he put in a key and typed numbers onto the keypad that appeared. He looked at me as the lift descended. "What? Don't want me learning that number, and getting that key and escaping do you?". Honesty was the best policy in my book, although naughty comments seemed to be in that book too. "I highly doubt you would get this key yet even attempt too. And pray tell, how would you get this key off of me?". He sounded a little annoyed. "Oh I have my ways". I suddenly became warm, my head felt hot. "Er, Wesker? I feel a bit feverish". "Oh I can see several reasons for that". He smirked and I looked at the floor, shuffling my feet like a child that had done something they shouldn't.