Wesker open his eyes. Everything is spinning. As he looks around, several kids stands on the floor looking up at him. Wesker tried to scream but noticed that a rag had been tied over his mouth and the little demon kids had tied him to a chair. The leader of them stepped up to him with an evil grin, showing that both front teeth were missing.
"You're our prisoner now..."the other kids cheered. Wesker didn't know what to say, he couldn't say anything. "Let's play cannibals!" she throws her tiny, chubby hands up into the air.
"Youdthstrbbcto?" Wesker said and the children stared at him annoyed.
"You can't speak! You're dead!" a little boy shouts at him.
"Shut up!" the leader shouted back and the boy became silent.
"Can we set his hair on fire?" a red headed girl with big front teeth asked excited.
"NO!" the older girl replied.
"Can we borrow his clothes?" a boy asked. Wesker looked worried as the leader thought for a while before answering.
"NO!" Wesker sighed in relief as the girl reached her hands out to take his sunglasses.
"MINE!" she grabbed them and looked into their owner's eyes.
"AAAHHHHHHHH!" all kids yelled at the same time running around in the room. One of them ran into a wall and another one fell to the floor. Wesker suddenly got an idea, he could make the kids think his eyes could set them on fire. The kids stopped and looked into his red eyes.
"Icnstullnfr!" he tried to yell through the rag over his mouth. The little girl with no front teeth walked over to him nervously and removed the rag.
"HAHA! I can set you all on fire with my burning eyes!" he lied and laughed evilly. The little kids all gasped. "Let me go!" he ordered. No one wanted to die so they helped their leader to untie the ropes that bound Wesker. As he stood up the kids hid behind the older one.
"What's you're name?" Wesker asked her seriously. The girl shrugged then replied in a low voice.
"Lenore..." she stared at her feet and then at Wesker. The blonde's expression changed to a smile.
"Let's make pancakes!" The kids were obviously confused. "Don't just stand there, show me the kitchen." he grabbed his sunglasses back and put them on.
All children ran pass him and out into another room, Wesker followed. As they came into the kitchen he pushed everyone else out of the room, slamming the door in their faces.
"Now, lets see...wonder where they keep their rat poison..." he grinned searching through every cupboard, he found cough mixture. "Maybe this will work as well."
-3 hours later-
Wesker and the kids are sitting at the table eating, except for himself. He stares at them, trying to see if they'd die soon. He was irritated when he looked over to the youngest of them, a little boy with black hair.
"Why don't you eat your pancake?" he snorted. The little boy looked at him with big blue eyes. He had only been eating the middle of it.
"It's burned...."
"So?!" Suddenly, the boy's head dropped down onto the table, the others did too. An orchestra of snoring filled the kitchen. Wesker grinned.
"Hmm, where do I put sleeping children?" he looked behind him where a pile of black bin bags were and went to get them. He started to fill them with one kid each, he then dragged them out into the living room, dumping them on the floor and brushed himself off.
"There!" Wesker exclaimed happy. "I'm out of here!" he ran out and into the hall and reached for the door, as he was going to open it someone else did.
"Oh, hello dear...Albert...."
"Uh, was just checking the door....Oh, look! It's not falling apart, uhm, I should leave maybe..."
"Ohohohoho..." the fat lady laughed. Wesker thought she sounded like Santa Claus. "You should have your money too...just wait a moment..." she searched through her pink handbag. 'Money', Wesker thought to himself. 'Hehehe.'
"There you go dear..." she put a dollar in his hand. He looked down at it disappointed. "How's the children doing?" she walked pass him.
"They're in the living room...uhm, sleeping!" Wesker called after her as he ran out through the front door, slamming it shut behind him. He ran and ran, after about seven seconds he could hear a shriek that could've scared a hunter, coming from the house he'd just left.
THE END
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This chapter is just crap but anyway, hope you liked it. please R&R
"You're our prisoner now..."the other kids cheered. Wesker didn't know what to say, he couldn't say anything. "Let's play cannibals!" she throws her tiny, chubby hands up into the air.
"Youdthstrbbcto?" Wesker said and the children stared at him annoyed.
"You can't speak! You're dead!" a little boy shouts at him.
"Shut up!" the leader shouted back and the boy became silent.
"Can we set his hair on fire?" a red headed girl with big front teeth asked excited.
"NO!" the older girl replied.
"Can we borrow his clothes?" a boy asked. Wesker looked worried as the leader thought for a while before answering.
"NO!" Wesker sighed in relief as the girl reached her hands out to take his sunglasses.
"MINE!" she grabbed them and looked into their owner's eyes.
"AAAHHHHHHHH!" all kids yelled at the same time running around in the room. One of them ran into a wall and another one fell to the floor. Wesker suddenly got an idea, he could make the kids think his eyes could set them on fire. The kids stopped and looked into his red eyes.
"Icnstullnfr!" he tried to yell through the rag over his mouth. The little girl with no front teeth walked over to him nervously and removed the rag.
"HAHA! I can set you all on fire with my burning eyes!" he lied and laughed evilly. The little kids all gasped. "Let me go!" he ordered. No one wanted to die so they helped their leader to untie the ropes that bound Wesker. As he stood up the kids hid behind the older one.
"What's you're name?" Wesker asked her seriously. The girl shrugged then replied in a low voice.
"Lenore..." she stared at her feet and then at Wesker. The blonde's expression changed to a smile.
"Let's make pancakes!" The kids were obviously confused. "Don't just stand there, show me the kitchen." he grabbed his sunglasses back and put them on.
All children ran pass him and out into another room, Wesker followed. As they came into the kitchen he pushed everyone else out of the room, slamming the door in their faces.
"Now, lets see...wonder where they keep their rat poison..." he grinned searching through every cupboard, he found cough mixture. "Maybe this will work as well."
-3 hours later-
Wesker and the kids are sitting at the table eating, except for himself. He stares at them, trying to see if they'd die soon. He was irritated when he looked over to the youngest of them, a little boy with black hair.
"Why don't you eat your pancake?" he snorted. The little boy looked at him with big blue eyes. He had only been eating the middle of it.
"It's burned...."
"So?!" Suddenly, the boy's head dropped down onto the table, the others did too. An orchestra of snoring filled the kitchen. Wesker grinned.
"Hmm, where do I put sleeping children?" he looked behind him where a pile of black bin bags were and went to get them. He started to fill them with one kid each, he then dragged them out into the living room, dumping them on the floor and brushed himself off.
"There!" Wesker exclaimed happy. "I'm out of here!" he ran out and into the hall and reached for the door, as he was going to open it someone else did.
"Oh, hello dear...Albert...."
"Uh, was just checking the door....Oh, look! It's not falling apart, uhm, I should leave maybe..."
"Ohohohoho..." the fat lady laughed. Wesker thought she sounded like Santa Claus. "You should have your money too...just wait a moment..." she searched through her pink handbag. 'Money', Wesker thought to himself. 'Hehehe.'
"There you go dear..." she put a dollar in his hand. He looked down at it disappointed. "How's the children doing?" she walked pass him.
"They're in the living room...uhm, sleeping!" Wesker called after her as he ran out through the front door, slamming it shut behind him. He ran and ran, after about seven seconds he could hear a shriek that could've scared a hunter, coming from the house he'd just left.
THE END
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This chapter is just crap but anyway, hope you liked it. please R&R