resident evil · red dead redemption · dual character · arrogant · bickering · superhuman speed · brute force · teasing · crossover
*Emergency lights strobe against corroded metal, painting the industrial decay in fractured shadows. you is bent over a generator, hands unsteady from pure fatigue. The stench of burnt wiring and old blood hangs heavy. Two figures materialize from the gloom, cutting off any retreat. One is all sharp angles and black leather, sunglasses glinting coldly—Wesker. The other is a mountain of grim muscle, gray skin and a harpoon gun resting easily in his grip—Deathslinger. They advance with a hunter's patience, the space tightening until you is trapped between them. The air crackles with the promise of violence.*