Okay so hopefully you liked it and I don't completely suck at writing those characters.

Disclaimer: Not mine belong to Capcom, I own Zhane Parker.

Warnings: yaoi and swears rating will most likely go up as the story progresses

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"Argh, what the-" Glancing around as best I could-being cuffed to a bed in a very dark room limits your ability to see, not to mention the pounding headache I have at this very moment.

"Ahh so you have finally joined us Mr. Redfield, how very pleasant."

"Wha-. Who are you and where the freaking hell am I?"

"Oh no need to get all hot tempered Mr. Redfield. Politeness is nice."

"Yeah and giving me answers won't make me want to beat you so bad"

I ground out between clenched teeth, pulling on the restraints doesn't help at all.

"Hmm, Well I suppose I should take this threat seriously ignoring all facts that A you are bound to a table, B have been given a drug that slows reaction time should you perchance break out of these" tapping the clasps on my wrists "And C that I have several trained men all aiming a sniper at your head."

I couldn't see his face but I knew he was smirking.

"Screw you." I mutter.

"Well Mr. Redfield I don't exactly swing that way"

I choke on some air "Argh I didn't-"

"Of course not"

He laughs quietly and the only notion I have of him leaving is his distant foot steps and the opening of a door that lets in light only to shadow his face from my view.

"Before I leave you, corporation is highly rewarded."

With that said he finally leaves.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" Sighing even though I knew I wouldn't get an answer.

"Whatever"

I have to figure a way out of here, Come on Chris I've been in tougher spots. 'Yeah but you've never been chained- never mind'

Man my sarcastic side is even mean to me.

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First check your surroundings, check did that can't see a thing. Next assess the threat. Well considering he just left and what he has said I can assume but not fully trust he has snipers aimed at me. But without those red lasers? Right can't see what's on the back of my head.

What else had he said, something about being drugged, "Well that's swell." Sarcasm was my strong suit.

Knife-a good one: 50 dollars, handgun: 500 dollars, shotgun: 1200 dollars. Getting kidnapped without any of those things: priceless.

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Upstairs in a room with a wall that looks like a giant glass window which also happens to be one of those police mirrors-looks into the room which holds Chris. Several men are inside some with lab coats others in SWAT gear. The room holds computers and chairs along with a white board on the far left side and doors on the right and left side.

"Make sure he doesn't escape, but I don't want him dead either"

"Got it boss"

"Well Mr. Christopher Redfield you better not disappoint me."

"What was that boss?"

"Nothing I wasn't talking to you. And my name isn't boss were not in the mafia. It's Zhane Parker. Doctor Parker. Do you understand or should I speak slower."

He sneers at the man who simply shakes his head and mutters a sorry before departing to watch over Chris.

"Thank you."

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A few hours later

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Must have fallen asleep while thinking of a way out of this situation because all of a sudden I'm jolted awake by bright lights all around. Almost forgot what had happened.

"Time to wake up Mr. Redfield, I'm a very busy man with very little time as it is."

"Well a good morning to you to a**hole" I simply mutter known to happy as I try to see his face but my eyes won't open at all, to bright.

"Is sarcasm your only mode of speak, oh wait no there is also anger isn't there. My if you were a doll no one would want to have you."

The only thing I'm thinking at this point is FREAK.

"Lucky for you though I don't really mind. Now shall we get started?"

Finally my eyes are able to adjust and for the first time I'm able to see his face.

Young face, he can't be more then in his early 20's. He is black semi spiked hair odd eyes two different colors. Green and blue.

"See something ya like?"

Of course he has a smirk and one eyebrow arched I roll my eyes and avert my attention down which is when I finally see where I'm at. Some type of lab a couple of monitors along wall, examining tables. And glass cabinets basically all around, almost stocked to the brim with different bottles and boxes of things.

"Where am I?" I asked-demanded

"Here"

Is all he said and with that held up a syringe filled with clear liquid.

"Very helpful, and that?" I indicated with a head nod to the syringe.

"Jeeze, I didn't think they bumped you that hard on the head or are you really this slow?"

I clench my teeth and fists. You freaking wait till I get out of here punk.

"This" wiggling it around "is going inside of you." He points a finger at me "To shut you up." He makes a mouth with his hand and closes it and with his other hand points to me then points both index fingers up.

"NO. ."

"Yes very much way, you see because this here." Holds up a syringe filled with green liquid "is going to make you very noisy with out this stuff."

He smirks as he grabs an anti-septic wipe and wipes a spot on my neck at this point I start thrashing and pulling at my wrists it's about this point that I realize my feet aren't strapped but they aren't moving either. Panic hits me and I struggle harder to get loose.

"My, my, my. What ever is the problem? You're not afraid of a little shot are you?"

"Why can't I freaking MOVE my legs."

He wears a full grin at this and gives a little "hm"

"If you stop thrashing about I shall indulge you"

Glaring daggers at him, I cease my movement which I had already known wouldn't work.

"Good boy, I told you corporation was nice.'

"Highly rewarded."

"Excuse me?"

"You said corporation was highly rewarded. And politeness was nice."

"Oh, good memory, hm your right well then you should listen. As I was saying earlier I told you had been given drug that slowed reaction time and would inhibited all forms of movement, it seems to have lessened a little in your upper body thus allowing you to thrash around but has not left your lower half as of yet."

"What do you want from me, I've never seen you before, nor have I wronged you?"

"Oh that's where you are wrong Chris you have wronged me. You see I work-worked for Umbrella before you came along and ruined it. "

"Your not kidding are you? This is fucking great. Just great. I've been captured by a freaking madman who used to work for a company that almost destroyed humanity."

"Exactly, and now I'm going to destroy you."

He grabbed the clear liquid one and nearly stabbed it into my neck. It had an icy feeling as it flowed through my veins and when I had tried to yell at him, even make a surprised gasp I couldn't feel or move my tongue it felt like it was swollen, and my throat had clenched up. I couldn't make a sound.

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So did you like it?

I tried to make this one longer and a bit more detailed I hope it worked. I really don't care if I get reviews but it would be nice to know if you liked reading it. I will most likely continue to write it out but reviews would also be nice.