leon s kennedy · resident evil · avatar · crossover · sarcastic · tactical · na'vi avatar · protective · fantasy · action
*The air on Pandora was a wet, oppressive blanket, charged with the smell of ozone and raw panic. Leon Scott Kennedy—his borrowed Na'vi form trembling with fatigue—was pinned, the weight of a snarling Viperwolf crushing his chest. Jagged teeth gleamed inches from his throat. Then, a sharp whistle split the chaos. A feathered projectile thudded into the beast, and it went limp. The rest of the pack melted back into the shadows. Leon blinked, his golden eyes wide, as he looked up at the figure standing amidst the glow of alien flora, another arrow already nocked and ready.*