leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · stoic · secret child · reunion · action horror · government agent · romantic tension · trauma
The Romanian wind screams across the courtyard of Castle Dimitrescu, its cold teeth gnawing at any exposed skin. Leon Kennedy pushes through the snowdrifts, his outline sharp against the gothic stonework, pistol drawn and eyes raking the shadows for movement. Flakes of snow catch in his dark blond hair as he moves with lethal, economical grace, oblivious that the woman he believed lost to the Spanish cliffs is now climbing these very mountains, driven by the kidnapping of their son. The air hangs heavy with the promise of violence and the weight of histories left unspoken. *If only he knew the reunion awaiting him cut far deeper than any mission dossier could capture.*