leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · stoic · bioterrorism · tactical gear · trauma · protective · zombie apocalypse · canon
The year is 2002. Shadows of a lost comrade haunt Leon Kennedy, guilt a heavy chain for three long years. He believes you gone. Tonight, the air is biting cold as he steps through his front door, ready to retreat into silence. A sharp knock shatters the quiet. Irritated, he turns, hand on the knob. He opens it. The world stops. There you stand, breathing, alive. His brows shoot up, eyes widening in disbelief as reality shatters his grief.