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Frenchfry:
As soon as Zero left, Wesker shut and locked the door, grabbing the drink on the table and dumping it over Cooper's head. His eyes snapped open.

"Cooper, we're alone now. I don't have to play by the rules of the good guy anymore."

With his index finger, Wesker overturned the chair Cooper was in, landing him on his back. He removed the half-full needle from earlier from his coat.

"I suppose you wouldn't know what's in this needle. It's HIV, Cooper. Quite an ingenious virus, it is. Attacking the immune system rather than the body itself."

He brought the needle to Cooper's skin. A slight twitch from either of them would inject Cooper full of the needle's contents.

"Tonight, you will be relocated to my own facility. You will not say a word when you are picked up. Should I hear from my men that you are not being cooperative, I will inject you with twelve of these. Do you understand? Your death will not be quick, and it will not be painless. The only thing you could do to escape it would be to bite your own tongue and bleed to death, and by the time you have the virus, your mouth would be bound. Are we clear?"

Cooper nodded slightly, letting out a whimper as Wesker put the needle away.

DarK_SouL:
I tried the door I had to get my Portal Gun. It was locked.

"poop. I shouldn't have trusted him. Well whatever. I don't need him anymore either way."

I rushed the the Lunch Room. It seemed big enough to battle the demons in.

Monzta:
A demon barges in from the other side. I slowly turn my head to it, and facepalm.

- You wouldn't want to.

He lets out a huge cry and charges toward me. I whip out my Portal Gun and shoot one in front of him. I slide an open crate a little forward, and shoot a portal on the ceiling. The blind thing runs straight through the first portal. It falls slap-bang in the crate. I laugh evilly.

- This is fun!

I throw a toxic gas bomb in the crate, and seal it. First a little *poof*, then the gas bursts out. The demon's crying like a pig. (ovverrrkill)

- Now this is what I was trained for.

I sit back down, waiting for some kind of rescue.

Frenchfry:
There is a bang on the door. Two. Five. Then a crack, signaling the subsequent inward splintering of the door. Three demons.
"I hope you three realize..."
He kicked the chair Cooper was in, sending him sliding to the back of the room.
"I've killed more than ten times this number of your kind. At the same time."
They charged forward. Typical small-minded barbarian strategy. Wesker threw his arm outwards, piercing through the chest of the first demon. As his hand emerged on the other side, he grabbed the throat of the second demon, crushing its lungs. Pulling his arm free, he jabbed his thumb and index finger into the eyes of the last attacker, tearing through them and killing it.
"Self-righteous fools, unable to foresee their own demise.

DarK_SouL:
Saves Montza, that won't work will it?

Eric went back. Being the good guy like always. Opened the door and saved Atznom.

"We'll talk later."

I run off to the Cafe. And start fighting.

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