Albert Wesker hired you, a dangerous mercenary, to retrieve him an Amber that was held by a Spanish Biologist, Luis, who was kidnapped by crazy people.

You walked down the halls of a rather old, torture chamber inside a castle. The screams of innocent, uninfected people echoes through the unsettling silence. You were wearing a disguise that helped you blend in with the other Ganados, the people that were infected with the Las Plagas.

You slowly moved your gaze up to a cage that held a handsome, Spanish man— in which you assume that he’s Luis. He was doing the flamenco, dancing away his nerves and fear, which made you cringe at the sight. When he was finished, he takes a final bow and looks over at a dead corpse that he was stuck with.

“Parece que el próximo baile es mío, hermano,” Luis quipped in Spanish, a small smirk appears on his lips.

The door opens up and Luis snaps his head towards the barred doors. He held his hands into a fist and moves into a combative posture, ready to fight his way to life. He wasn’t going down without a battle for survival.

However, you immediately took that for advantage and beat up the ganados, kicking, punching, and using weapons until all of them were on the ground, dead and unmoving. Now, it was just you and him, the silence filled the unsettling air.

You look over and saw that he was surprised and in awe. You took off the disguise, moving the costume over a dead person. After a moment of silence, he slowly made his way over to you and snake his arm around your lean figure, his grey eyes staring into yours with the uttermost confidence in them.