Resident Evil - Glenn's Loss and Torture

~It's My Favourite Music~

-Maybe this is what I've always wanted: The world in flames, where only the dead remain.-

The scene is set with Glenn in a small, dimly lit room. He's playing very slow, dark... Piano music.
The notes danced through the air as his fingers elegantly danced upon the keys. It was not even slightly delightful, dark music from the piano he was making... It was truly dark, damaged, music which could not be described any better than bone-rattling. The piano itself was in pristine condition... It was just the music he was playing making it sound; scary.
His dark suit shon in the small light in the room. Red, and black.

Glenn had no idea how to handle himself, other than a global attack with his... "Merchandise" for what he liked to call it, "Purification."
Glenn continued to play the elegantly creepy music, full attention, non-distracted. He's always told himself it calms his thoughts down, and he believed that was true ever since...
Suddenly a yell is heard in another room.
"Let me out of here you sick bastard!"
Glenn cringed slightly at the language and voice once again shouting. He rolls his eyes and clicks on a phone dial.
"Maria. Give old Chrissy a warning to stop shouting again."
"Yes." She simply replies.
Glenn releases his finger from the dial and softly continues to play on his piano. From Glenn's position he is able to hear a door open, and close, and silence before a door opens, and closes once again.
It is quiet for a few more moments with only the sound of the deep piano playing, until another shout is heard.
"Let me out, I swear I'll kill your sorry ass!"
Glenn once again cringes slightly at the language Chris Redfield had used. Glenn was about to press on the dial but his finger was stopped when the voice suddenly continued.
"What's with your sick zombie friends, hey? You're sick! YOU'RE SICK!" Shouted the voice even louder.
Glenn took his finger away and sighed deeply, closing his eyes. He stands and leaves his piano room.
Walking by Maria, whom is wearing a black tight suit with slightly glowing red eyes. Glenn places a hand on her shoulder before she walks into Chris' room to sort him out. She looks at him.
"Leave it this time for me." Glenn smirks. Maria, with a cold dead look simply nods and walks off down the hall. Glenn turns his attention to the door. He sighs and opens the door, entering.

Chris is seen beaten with bruises and cuts as he quickly looks up to see who's at the door. Only one light hangs above Chris. He is seated on a wooden chair with his wrists chained strongly to the ceiling, his arms hanging whilst his hands are together above his head.
"Arias!" Chris exclaimed with the most pissed off face.
"What's with all the shouting... Chris?"
Glenn asked remaining with a menacing smirk, resting his hands behind his back as he slowly walks over to where Chris is seated and chained.
"You know, this is the only place in my tower that is not well-kept." Glenn remarks looking around the room.
"You bastard! Let me go! I'll kill you and it'll feel so good to take down a criminal like you!"
Glenn's eye slightly twitches at the word 'bastard' and the other words Chris kept repeating.
"Have I not beaten you enough because of your foul tongue?" Glenn asked biting a bit of his lip glaring at Chris.
"You asshole." Chris growled.
At that Glenn's smile vanished and he now was giving Chris a death-stare.
"What have I told you about using bad words, Chris?" Glenn asked. Chris simply clenched his teeth together, blood slightly dripping from his forehead. Glenn quickly raises his fist and lands a hard punch on Chris' cheek. Chris coughs heavily and a small amount of blood spits from his mouth.
After Chris slowly recovers, he speaks.
"Why.. A-Are you doing all this?" He stutters due to his bruised lip. Glenn smirks.
"This is what happens when you come after me because of my job, Chris. I've told you this."
"No." Chris says spitting out some blood to the floor. Glenn tilts his head slightly and listens.
"The A-Virus... Why are you spreading it?" Chris asked with his last good breath.
"Hm." Glenn makes a small sound of laughter. He throws his head up and starts slowing walking around the chained Chris.
"It all started with the wedding of mine... Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful." Glenn continues to speak while Chris hangs his head down weak, and listening.
"Everyone was there. And I mean everyone. I had literally no family left after the explosion. That was, until the moment I decided to not walk away from that empty handed and broken." Glenn stopped walking in circles around Chris and stood in front of him. Chris looks up with his one non-bruised eye. Glenn looks slightly down at him.
"I kept dear Sara's arm and put it in a safe place, a suitcase which would keep her arm from deteriorating away." Glenn drops his head a little remembering the pain slightly; and continues.
"I searched the area in case anyone had survived it. There was no one left alive apart from me." Glenn turned to Chris, leaned down and grabbed him viscously by the collar of his shirt. Chris looks at Glenn shocked. Glenn gets very close to Chris' face with a serious but pained look.
"And the worst part was, they only wanted to kill me. But did the exact opposite... They left me with... No one." Glenn lets go of Chris' shirt. Chris calms down a little.
"So after I slightly recovered, I went to my laboratory carrying Maria and Diego, as their bodies were some of the view that did not burn to ashes."
Glenn tilts his head remembering this part.
"I then spent quite a bit of time and effort building them to bring them back to life... They were both successfully made and I made them my assistants, well, Maria, my assistant. Diego my, let's say, brawn."
Chris shakes his head and cringes. Glenn notices.
"You don't know how much I love Sara." Glenn said softly staring down at Chris.
Chris stared back. Glenn looked down. A good second passed by and Glenn shook his head.
"Okay!" He said rather loud snapping into reality. "It's time for your punishment, Chris." He said.
Chris cringed at Glenn in an angry way.
"You don't know what you did, you say? Oh... Well let me refresh your memory." Glenn said the last part a little darker.
"Since the last time I had to beat you, do you remember shouting the word 'sick' four times, along with the word 'bastard' three times, also the word 'asshole' which is, if you recall, a whole other 5 punches alone!" Glenn says smirking.
Chris, though surprised Glenn remembered how he said all that, dropped his head down gritting his teeth and waiting for more pain.
"You know... You only would've gotten seven punches. If you didn't add 'asshole' in there, but oh well. I guess Chris here wanted to have twelve punches instead of seven. Strange man..." Glenn said smirking before getting on to Chris' lap. Glenn holds Chris' head up and starts to pound his fists away at him. Each punch charged with power. Chris merely had to sit there and take the abuse while Glenn happily punched away at Chris' more and more bloodied face.