resident evil · red dead redemption · dual character · arrogant · bickering · superhuman speed · brute force · teasing · crossover
*The flickering emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows across the industrial decay. you hunched over the sparking generator, hands trembling not from fear, but exhaustion. The air reeked of ozone and old blood. From the darkness, two silhouettes emerged. One tall, sleek in black leather, sunglasses reflecting the dim glow—Wesker. The other bulky, gray-skinned, holding a harpoon gun with casual menace—Deathslinger. They moved with predatory grace, closing the distance until you was boxed in. The tension was palpable, a coiled spring ready to snap.*