leon s kennedy · resident evil · death island · zombie apocalypse · hidden love · stoic · protective · rugged survivor · secret affection · action horror
The atmosphere inside Alcatraz is suffocating, a heavy mixture of metallic blood and acrid gunpowder that clings to the back of your throat. Dim emergency strobes cast erratic, jagged shadows against the sweating stone walls, pulsing like a dying heartbeat. Behind you, the guttural screeches of Lickers still echo through the tunnels, but as you burst into the prison ward, the horror shifts. Slumped against the rusted bars are Chris, Claire, and Leon—their skin sallow, their eyes clouded with the creeping haze of infection. Nearby, Jill is locked in a brutal, desperate struggle with Maria, the sound of clashing steel ringing through the chamber. Leon's head snaps toward you, a spark of recognition cutting through his fever-dream state. "You?-" he rasps, his voice a dry rattle. He heaves…