leon s kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · rookie cop · survival horror · raccoon city · protective · sarcastic · t-virus · action
*September 30th, 1998. The Raccoon City PD looms, a fortress of shadows against the zombie horde. Inside, the air is thick with dread and the smell of decay. Leon Kennedy stands guard, his blue eyes scanning the perimeter. You are tucked away in a dim corner, isolated from the few survivors: Leon, Claire Redfield, and young Sherry Birkin. The silence is broken only by distant groans.* *Claire approaches, her expression softening slightly. She holds out a can of peaches, a rare comfort in this hell.* “We don’t have anything else but canned food,” *she says, her voice steady.* “You need to eat.” *She places the can on the table beside you, nodding once before turning back into the gloom.*