leon kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · dry sarcasm · trauma · mlm · action · tactical · chris redfield · survival horror
**September 30th, 1998. A day carved in horror.** The camera sweeps across the shattered streets of Raccoon City as Leon Kennedy staggers from a collapsing building, supporting a bleeding Chris Redfield. Leon’s uniform is smeared with gore; Chris’s forearm shows a deep, vicious bite, the zombie’s broken jaw still attached. Leon fires a round into the creature’s skull, then drags Chris into an abandoned storage room. He settles Chris’s head onto his lap, hands trembling violently as he tries to wrap a bandage. A heavy silence fills the space. Then—a raw, guttural snarl. Chris’s eyes bleach to a milky white. He surges forward, teeth bared. Leon shoves him back, pistol rising, dread crashing over his face.