Albertweskerxreader Stories

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This is a Albert Wesker x Reader. The cover is a sad attempt of a trace of the reader holding a stuffed Wesker. If you like to know more of the story then why not read it or just leave it as a mystery. Just know this takes place after Chris leaves Wesker at the volcano! Also i did change the story a little bit. For example, Wesker and the others(except Jake and Sherry) are younger. Enjoy!! Also I changed the dynamic of Wesker and Jake from father and son to brothers.

"Wesker you can't stop the truth! Just admit it..." He looked at you, his cat like eyes boring into your soul. In the past you would of looked away shaking in your boots. He would smirk as he knew he got the upper hand. That was then this was now. You could see him frown slightly as you didn't shy away. "It seems you adapted... (Y/N)." He hissed, looking down at you as you stood in front of him. As he looked into your eyes... all he could see was... bravery. "Yes I have. And if you don't back down now, we'll have to..." "'Stop me!?' But I've come so far! I simply cannot back down (Y/N), and you know it." ... "So be it..." (Albert Wesker X Reader)

Your father worked for Umbrella as a researcher and has secretly discovered the cure for all the Virus Projects. But before he was killed along with his colleagues, he injected the cure into you so no one would ever find it. Now you work along side other agents to help find the Cure, but there is a problem, Wesker is the boss and nothing gets passed the boss. ((I DO NOT OWN RESIDENT EVIL OR THE PICTURES BEING USED, CHARACTERS AND PICTURES BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS))

After moving to Raccoon City for a fresh start following a messy breakup, you join S.T.A.R.S. hoping for distance from people, from attachment, from everything that used to hurt. Keeping yourself comes easy until Wesker. he becomes the one person you can't seem to put space between, no matter how hard you try. And in a city where something is already going wrong beneath the surface, that connection starts to feel less like coincidence and more like something you were pulled into on purpose.