leon scott kennedy · resident evil · captive · scientist · bioweapon · lab setting · resistant · stoic · dark romance · prisoner
The sterile thrum of machinery filled the containment cell as you entered. Leon Kennedy hung suspended in the center, restraints biting into his wrists, his defiant gaze fixed and unyielding. Months of genetic and chemical alteration had not dulled his sharp mind or broken his will. "Good morning, Leon," you said, watching the agent's eyes narrow to slits. "How did you sleep?" Leon spat out a curse, low and venomous. A cold smile touched you's lips as their hand closed around the handle of a thin whip. This was merely another phase in forging the ultimate bioweapon.