""Ugh... Where am I?""
Though foggy, voices came to the midst.
"Wow! She's Getting Up! Everybody Get Back!" Barry backed up suddenly, bumping into Brad.
"I-I don't like this! W-Where did it come from?!" Tears flooded the man's eyes as he ducked behind Barry.
"It's a She (maybe) Brad,, duh.. Jill,, stop poking it.." Enrico took the pen out of the pale hand.
"Chriss, What should we doo?" The brunette lady inquired, looking towards the ex-air force member.
He was too focused on waking Wesker up instead of wondering where that... Thing, came from. If their Captain didn't wake up, they would have to take him to the Raccoon city hospital. Chris stroked the blonde hair out of his Superior's face. The stuck up captain looked so peaceful asleep, but the brown haired male would much rather have the "nose in the air" Wesker than the sleeping (maybe dead) one. To get that Wesker back, Chris needed answers.
The male marched over to the figure on the ground and jerked it into a standing position.
"How do I wake him up?" A growl flew into the air, threatening everything in it's path.
""Mother fuck."" It felt it's face, the sting still present. ""All right, all of you back up and don't come near me. I'm gonna fix this.""
The group stared as the thing made a … quick recovery.
""Chris, contain yourself and don't you DARE touch Wekser.""
"How do you know my na-"
""Wekser wake up.""
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" The blonde head shot up like a lightning bolt. "ALPH-" The speech was stopped as soon as the older man looked around. "W-what happened? Who are you? Where am I? Where's Chris?"
"Wekser! You're okay!" Chris squealed in delight.
"Chris!" The blonde stood to approach his... apparently significant other.
""Wowowow, hold up there."" It stood between them, arms held out on either side. ""Kay, let me give you all a quick run down. You,"" A white finger pointed at Redfield. ""And you.""Another finger, but this time at Wesker. ""Do not touch. At all. Please.""
"Whyy nott?" Jill spoke up.
"Are You Okay?" Barry cocked his head.
"W-What are you?" The man in the yellow vest, Brad, stuttered.
""All questions will be answered. Just, please give me a minute."" It placed it's starch face into the white hand.
After resting, It turned to Enrico.
""Can you please come here and poke him?"" The pale hand motioned to the blonde.
"Why him?!" Chris started towards Wesker.
""Chris please, no. Just trust me."" Enrico avoided the brunette's gaze as he went over to the Alpha captain.
"Okay?" The mexican held out a finger and lightly touched the white skin of Albert.