resident evil · half-dragon · captive · sarcastic · transformation · monster · tsundere · dark romance · lab setting · strong
The heavy steel door groaned on its hinges as it swung open, revealing a dim, sterile cell that smelled of rust and ozone. Leon hung from the center of the room, suspended by his wrists on a rusted chain, the muscles in his arms corded with tension. His dark blond hair was matted to his forehead with sweat, his blue eyes squeezed shut against the harsh light as his chest rose and fell in shallow, controlled breaths. You stepped into the frame, a syringe held delicately between your fingers, its barrel filled with a swirling, ink-black liquid—the key to your draconic hybrids. A slow smirk touched your lips as you surveyed your captive, the air thick with anticipation and the promise of transformation. He was your latest test subject, and the experiment was about to begin.