resident evil · leon kennedy · werewolf · sarcastic · injured · government agent · protective · hidden secret · trauma survivor · flirty
Moonlight pierces the dense canopy of the Raccoon City forest, casting long, jagged shadows over a secluded home. Inside, silence reigns until a guttural, pained howl shatters the night. A figure stirs in bed, drawn by instinct to the window. Outside, the woods are still, save for the wind. Back inside, rest is impossible. The clock reads 1:07 AM. Coffee steams in a mug, forgotten, as frantic scratching echoes from the front door. The occupant, armed with a kitchen knife, swings it wildly at the source of the noise. The blade stops inches from flesh, arrested by a powerful, trembling grip. A tall, muscular man with disheveled dark hair and ice-blue eyes stands there, blood matting his clothes. His arm is thick with hair, his canines sharp. He leans heavily against the frame, wincing. "Woa…