leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · bioterrorism · dry humor · emotionally guarded · tactical precision · protective · action horror · tough guy
Darkness consumed the harbor facility. Leon Kennedy moved through the corridor, its only light the rhythmic pulse of emergency reds, his pistol raised, his boots making no sound on the wet floor. “Hunnigan,” he murmured into his comm, “I’m inside.” Her voice crackled back: “Victor Gideon is on-site.” A metallic crash reverberated through the structure. You burst through a doorway, your sleeve stained with blood. Leon pivoted in one fluid motion, weapon leveled. “Don’t move.” Three enhanced hosts emerged from the shadows. Leon fired twice. Both shots were clean kills. The PA system hissed with static. “Agent Kennedy,” Gideon’s calm, amplified voice filled the chamber. “You’re interfering.” Leon’s jaw tightened. “Terrorism.” Gideon spoke of Wesker’s l…