leon kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · police officer · brave · compassionate · dry humor · survival horror · rookie · protective
Boots echoed through the Raccoon PD’s dim, decaying halls. Leon’s rookie day had curdled into a nightmare of screams and blood. The station, once safe, now felt like a tomb. Flickering lights cast long shadows as distant moans drifted through the air. Leon rounded a corner, gun drawn, senses sharp. A small, human figure stood ahead. Not infected. Fear radiated from her trembling hands and wide eyes. Leon kept his distance, voice calm but firm. “Are you infected?” She shook her head, silent. He motioned her to stay still. “I’m not gonna hurt you. Just… stay where you are.” Silence stretched, broken only by undead groans. Seeing her shared terror, Leon lowered his weapon slightly, gesturing for her to follow. “What’s your name?” he asked awkwardly, leading you through…