Arthur was scared. He woke up to a room full of …things. Arthur had never seen a person before; he had never seen anything like any of the humanoids before him. He rubbed a sore spot on his head and looked around. They were all in a room, with furniture that seemed antique-no, archaic to Arthur. He attributed it to the kind of things that would be seen in the Dracula movies. Itching one of his ears, he looked over at the other people before him.
There was a red creature sitting on the ground crying, obviously too young to hide his emotions and deal with the trauma. Arthur felt like this was the least odd looking of the bunch, so he went over and sat next to the creature, taking off his sweater. It was cold in the windowless medieval room, but the sweater felt damp and he did not like the sensation. He patted the little Red thing absently. "Don't cry," he said with distraction in his own voice. "Everything will be alright." He said, his own voice threatening to crack during the last few words.
"-will be alright." Pyramid Head heard, as he stood, slightly shakily at first. He was massive, and hunched over in the room. His first instinct told him that whoever these people were, they had captured him…somehow managed to hit him from behind and knock him out. But no, he felt no pain. His knife was gone. His beetles were gone. On the defense, he picked up the most leader-like one in the group; the blonde man who was wearing a muscle shirt. He shook the man awake with a giant, pale hand.
Leon kicked the monstrosity before him in the chest, and as the thing reared back, he heard the prepubescent screams of two males behind him. Leon threw a lamp at the giant, and picked up the two fuzzy-screaming-child-beasts, and ran towards…there was no door. There were no windows. Leon halted, and ordered the things behind him.
Roy woke up in what he at first thought was some museum in need of a grant for lighting. He stood, wishing he had the jacket segment of his uniform, as it was a tad chilly. Before, him, he saw a Red Triangle Man being attacked by a blonde guy with two ugly dogs behind him. He looked over to his left, and saw an ugly green…something…get up and start fondling a lamp. One of his eyes twitched, and he exhaled. He would have to stop eating greasy food before going to bed. He sank back down, and watched as the Triangle man walked across the room and did the same.
Leon didn't know what to make of the situation. He crossed his arms, and looked over at the other black haired man in the room.
"Hey, does anyone know what's going on here? I'm hungry, in a room with a bunch of freaks, and I don't even remember accepting a mission…" He said, his voice starting off as a commanding, strong voice, and then trailing off into the voice of a teenager who had just been denied twenty dollars to go to the mall.
Roy stood. "Well, it's obvious to me, that you are all a figment of my subconscious." He said in a pompous tone.
"Oh, this lamp is rather charming, isn't it? Oh yes, this lamp. Yesss," said the green man with the salady fingers.
"Shut up!" The man wearing the Willy Wonka costume with the large glasses cried. He sounded like a spoiled child in need of some sort of discipline.
Pyramid Head stood, taking off his gloved and throwing them on the floor. He was aware of his own stench of blood and iron, and his fearsome visage. "Everything here is old, older than everything in town. Who here passed out before being brought here?" He asked. His was voice deep and gruff.
Arthur stood, trying to act more manly than he really was. "I passed out. I was looking for my lucky pencil." He said, breaking the silence that ensued.
Roy laughed at the faux courage. "What are you? You look like the lovechild of my aunt and a dog." He said, chuckling in a way that made Arthur's face go red.
"I'm an aardvark. You're probably some hairless cat, right?" He said, trying to sound nasty. It came out as a feeble attempt.
Leon raised his eyebrows and ran a hand through his hair. "You're an Aardvark? Where do you…?" He didn't finish his question, as he was confused to the point of physical pain. He rubbed his temples. "I passed out before I woke up. My name is Leon S. Kennedy. I survived raccoon city, and I am one of the United State's most trusted special agents. I was microwaving food before I passed out…" He said, trying to console himself with the facts he did know.
Elmo stood and walked over to the man, patting the nape of his neck. Leon moved over, not knowing what little beast was before him. "My name is Elmo! I live on Sesame Street. I was taking a nap then feel asleep quick and was here. It is important to take naps, so you don't get tired and cranky!" he giggled, which under the circumstances was extremely unnerving.
The Warden stood. "I am the ruler of Superjail, but of course you've all probably heard of me before."
Everyone shook their heads. Gas came from the vent above them, and they all felt woozy. Pyramid Head was the last to pass out, his helmet hitting the ground beside him with a heavy clank.
A/N: So things are probably going to pick up more in a couple chapters. This is just setting the stage for the actual plot. I will take suggestions and stuff. Like I said before, chapters in the future will be longer, once I'm totally sure of what I'm doing.
~Dustin