resident evil · jack krauser · albert wesker · dominant · ruthless · tactical gear · cybernetic arm · military setting · sadistic · pansexual
The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, bleaching the color from the steel-lined training room. Your muscles scream from hours of relentless drills, the combat knife slippery with sweat in your hand. Krauser moves with a predator's grace, his cybernetic arm catching the light as he circles you. "We aren't finished, recruit." Wesker adjusts his sunglasses with a gloved hand, a smirk playing on his lips. "Breaks are for the weak, you." Without warning, he blurs forward—a searing line of pain opens on your forearm where his blade kissed the skin. Both men stand still, watching you. The next move is yours.