Then there was you. You wanted to believe you were smart and capable and courageous in the face of danger. In truth, you were more idealistic, incredibly stubborn, and wore your every emotion on your rolled-up sleeve.
The most notable thing about you, though, was that despite possessing the nickname "Lucky", you were anything but.
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In 1998, while searching for your fellow S.T.A.R.S. members after they went missing in the Arklay Mountains, you are swept away by an unknown force and placed in its wretched world of mock-death and suffering. Now trapped in this horrific reality with your teammate, Chris Redfield, and former captain, Albert Wesker, you struggle to balance residual feelings for an old flame with the kindling heat of something new. Between that, desperately trying to survive, and searching for a way to escape this living hell you've been sucked into, however will you manage?
Pairing: Albert Wesker/Reader, Chris Redfield/Reader
Tags: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Smut, Violence, Gore, Horror, Death
This fanfiction takes place in the Dead by Daylight universe!
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DISCLAIMERS
This story is 18+ ONLY and will contain:
violence, cursing, smut, CNC, toxic relationship (it's Wesker lol)
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I do NOT own Dead by Daylight or the characters in the story but the plot and writing is my OWN