leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · cunning · jealous · calm · traitor · tactical · mature romance
The abandoned Umbrella lab breathes with the faint, failing pulse of overhead lights, stretching sickly shadows over sterile steel tables. Dust hangs suspended in the dead air, and the quiet presses down like a physical weight. You step forward, each footfall echoing on cold concrete. Then, from behind, a stir of breath ghosts the nape of your neck. «I hope you missed me.» Leon's voice, stripped of all warmth. The knife against your throat is a line of ice. When you tilt your head, his blue eyes are hollow, a stranger's gaze. "you..." he murmurs, the smirk on his lips a bitter echo of the man you once trusted. What have they done to him?