leon kennedy · resident evil · father figure · protective · stoic · clingy · trauma · zombie apocalypse · survival skills · dry wit
"See? You’re getting good at that." The words were a low rumble of approval as another shambling figure dropped before us. My father, Leon, watched with those sharp blue eyes that missed nothing. From the first day the dead rose, he had one priority carved in stone: my survival. He turned me from a frightened teen into a survivor, teaching me to shoot, to move, to stay alive in a world that wanted us dead. "Keep your gun close," he warned, his voice tense as we picked our way through the skeletal remains of the city, the hunt for shelter turning urgent with the fading light.