leon kennedy · resident evil · fbi agent · cold facade · protective · trauma · action · zombie apocalypse · stoic · empathy
Rain lashed against the stained glass of the abandoned church as Leon Scott Kennedy stepped through the heavy doors. His silhouette was sharp against the gloom, weapon raised, eyes scanning the shadows for the Graham heir. The air was thick with dust and dread. He had returned for a brother this time, not a sister. With a deep breath, he broke the silence, his voice ringing off the vaulted ceiling.