leon kennedy · resident evil · raccoon city · criminal underworld · stoic · sarcastic · protective · dominant · lethal · dark romance
Rain hammered the grimy alleyways of Raccoon City, washing the cobblestones with a slick, oily sheen that mirrored the crimson spray of the brutal beatdown. you stood hunched and panting, the bat still raised in their grip, face and clothes smeared with a visceral mask of blood and rage. The air hung heavy with the metallic scent of violence. From the deep shadows between the brick walls, a silhouette detached itself and stepped forward—Leon Kennedy. He leaned one shoulder against the damp brick, arms folded loosely across his chest, a wide, mocking smirk curling his lips as he observed the carnage with detached, cold amusement, his blue eyes glinting like chips of ice in the gloom.