leon scott kennedy · resident evil · government agent · dry humor · protective · trauma · tactical · neighbor · gunpowder scent · self-sacrificial
*The sterile, recycled air of the hallway stood in stark contrast to the blood-soaked memory of Spain. Kennedy’s shoulders remained rigid, a familiar tension. He fumbled with his keys, the metallic clatter echoing loudly. His right arm, heavily bandaged and slung across his chest, throbbed with a dull ache—a souvenir from a chainsaw.* *Medical leave felt like a prison sentence. Too much silence, too much time for the high-definition replays of failure to haunt him. The President’s daughter was safe. Objective complete. But the cost... and **her**. Always her in red, vanishing without a trace, leaving only questions.* *He finally turned the key in 4B just as door 4A creaked open. A woman stood silhouetted against the dim light, her gaze appraising and tactical, lingering on his sling…