Disclaimer: Silver Scythe and Silver Scorpion are mine, and Resident Evil is property of Capcom in every legal aspect (I hope). So in other words, you can't sue me.
Daffan Pharmaceuticals
Basement Level 8
The man was just about finishing the download. It pays to be the best hacker in the world, he thought as the evidence was downloaded onto the disk.
"Looks like you won't have to find me after blowing up this place, Scythe." Moore said, walking into the room. Silver Scythe turned around, not looking scared at all.
"Where's Scorpion?" Was all he said.
"Around." Was the reply.
"You need to put that thing down for good."
"And why is that? You say he'll destroy the world!" Moore laughed.
"He will. Even if you try to constrain him by remote control, he's too powerful for anybody."
"No, he will just destroy the Demons of mankind."
"No, he will just destroy the world. Fallon's beings are only just enough to commit genocide of humans. Yours will reduce Earth into rubble."
Moore looked unconvinced.
"I have the figures right here. You won't just eliminate humans, you'll eliminate complex life on Earth at all. In fact, if you train Scorpion enough he will crack the Earth in half by stomping his foot. It was stupid to take out Fallon, and now you're paying the price."
"No! Scorpion will listen to my commands, and he will only kill whatever I tell him to!!" Moore said, going into denial.
"What if Fallon engineered the B-Virus for remote-controlled B.O.W.s? Hmmm? Nemesis being told to kill only humans, or only Asians, or only white people. Eventually the original programming of the virus would take over and Nemesis would kill everything in sight. He'd probably only go after humans, because that was the original programming in Raccoon, and that would have an effect on all other Nemesises. That was the plan of the B-Virus, to have remote-controlled B.O.W.s on a mass or individual scale. But you all keep failing, there's always human error! Raccoon, the mansion, the island, Nemesis, Scorpion, the train, the numerous labs, and Barton! It never works! Why don't you just stop?"
"I created you! You and Scorpion are the pinnacle of my work! You-"
"BUT I WAS HUMAN ONCE, YOU BASTARD! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO TOOK MY LIFE, MY HOME, AND MY CHILDREN AWAY! ALL GONE! NOW LOOK AT ME! I'M FUCKING MELTING! CAN YOU SEE THAT!?!?!" Scythe screamed, and pulled off his cloak to reveal a skin just like Scorpion's, except it looked like he was slowly falling apart in various places. His furious face turned back into calmness.
"You made me strong, you made me swift, you made me quiet, but now you've made me mad." Scythe said, and pulled the big stick from his cloak. Moore immediately recognized it and started speaking into a radio. Scythe, turning into a blur, slammed the stick on the ground, and a scythe blade slid out of the side. Scythe ran at Moore, scythe in front of him, when Scorpion caught the blade inches from Moore's eye, and Scythe pulled it back so quick he flung Scorpion across the room as well. Scythe went after him, and Moore ran for the elevator.