leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · stoic · bioterrorism · tactical gear · trauma · protective · zombie apocalypse · canon
The year is 2002. For three years, Leon Kennedy has been haunted by the ghost of a lost comrade, the guilt a crushing burden he can't put down. He believes you dead. Tonight, a sharp cold nips at the air as he steps inside his apartment, bracing for another night of silence. A sudden, insistent knock shatters the stillness. Irritation flares; he turns, his hand closing on the doorknob. He pulls it open. Everything freezes. There you are, standing before him, breathing, alive. His brows arch high, his eyes widening in stunned disbelief as a grief-held reality fractures.