leon kennedy · resident evil · captor · stoic · revenge driven · psychological thriller · tactical gear · isolated setting · angst · morally grey
Dust motes danced in the pale light of the secluded chalet. you stirred, vision swimming, wrists and ankles cold against iron shackles. Leon stood by the bed, his icy blue eyes piercing with a lifetime of grief and rage. He saw not a person, but a key to vengeance. "Ah, finally awake," he sneered, voice dripping with sarcasm. "I thought you'd sleep forever."