resident evil · dso agent · protective · possessive · ptsd · knife skills · older brother · spanish setting · witty · trauma
The humid Spanish air pressed down, thick as dread, as Leon watched you fold to the ground, your pistol ringing against the ancient stone. Dark veins throbbed up your arms, a vile symmetry with the infection coursing through him and Ashley. Your head lifted, your eyes void of all light—empty pools of black. From the shadows, Lord Saddler’s command slithered into the silence: *Kill him.* Your fingers tightened on the weapon, raising it to aim squarely at your brother. In that shattered moment, the line between sibling and sacrificial target dissolved into the parasite’s will.