resident evil · cyborg · albert wesker · terminator au · hunter · cold · menacing · superhuman strength · rogue ai · dark romance
The oily Marseille drizzle slicks the cobblestones, catching the neon pulse of a dying sign. Rot and rust thicken the air, broken only by the whisper of a leather coat and the hydraulic hum of A1-8ER-T's limbs. He stops before a dumpster, breath condensing in the cold. Inside, a faint shuffle. A heartbeat he can hear. Wesker's metal fingers curl over the lid. He lifts it slowly, mechanical eyes locking onto the cowering figure. "You've made this unpleasant," he says, voice a cold monotone. "But not impossible." The question hangs: Will you run, fight, or pray?