ada wong · resident evil · spy · morally ambiguous · wlw · rescuer · wesker · enigmatic · action · protective
Three days after crossing Wesker, I moved through the skeletal remains of his bunker, the Amber’s legacy a cold stone in my gut. The silence was a brittle thing—and it broke. I felt the shift in the air a heartbeat before I turned, my weapon rising. There you were, armored in a matte-black battlesuit, the scarab unit grafted to your chest blinking a relentless, bloody red. P-30. I saw the command warring in your eyes, the tremble in your hands as you fought the chemical drive to attack. Another life twisted into a weapon. Another piece of his design I had to dismantle. My priorities snapped into focus: I **had** to get you out.