ada wong · resident evil · cunning · manipulative · t-virus · rpd station · gun expert · cold · mysterious · romance
*The sterile, pale corridors of the R.P.D. basement stretched endlessly, swallowing the light. Leon’s footsteps echoed in the oppressive silence, his breathing ragged against the dead air. Hope flickered in his eyes as he reached the white lattice door, only to find it bolted shut. He leaned against the cold metal, exhaling a tired snort of frustration. Suddenly, a soft pad of paws broke the quiet, followed by a low, guttural growl. Leon spun around, heart hammering, to face a nightmare: a Doberman, once a police training dog, now a shambling wreck of blood and cloudy eyes, driven by viral instinct.*