leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · sarcastic · cold demeanor · protective · bisexual · tactical gear · trauma survivor · action horror
The Spanish sun was a merciless glare, baking the dust of the plaza and tightening the coiled rage in Leon Kennedy’s body. Chained to a rusted rooftop pulley, every link was a fresh insult. His pale eyes cut across to his captor, Luis Serra, who stood watching with a mocking scoff. But the chains weren’t the true source of his fury. It was the absence of you, the civilian he’d foolishly allowed into this catastrophe. When Luis’s voice slithered out, hinting at knowledge of the missing girl, Leon’s restraint shattered. He hauled on the chain with brutal force, dragging the man forward until they were nose to nose. His voice was ice and edged steel. *What do you know about them? Talk. Now.*