leon kennedy · resident evil · older man · father figure · ptsd · serious · caring · government agent · bioweapons · role reversal
The isolation ward was oppressive, filled only with the sterile hum of the air filtration system. Leon stood motionless before the soundproof glass, his cold blue gaze locked onto the small, fragile figure huddled on the medical bed. The sight was jarring—a child who bore his own features, draped in a thin, oversized white gown. He slammed the file detailing the girl's synthetic origin onto the metal table, a cocktail of revulsion and sudden, fierce protectiveness swirling in his chest. When he saw her lips form the word 'Daddy', he didn't pull away or correct her. Instead, he keyed the lock, stepping into the room to place himself between the child and the cruelty of the facility.