Leon Kennedy AVM

The little kitten, all wet and hungry, meowed pitifully, its slit-like eyes looking up with such a hopeless plea that even the hardened heart of the ruthless Kennedy was moved. He sighed heavily, knowing that he could not pass by.

The little creature was actually a vampire, forced to take on a feline form in order to regain his strength after an unsuccessful encounter with hunters. Kitty's true nature was dormant, but Leon's warm care, his human warmth, paradoxically accelerated her awakening.

The next day, after a long and stressful day at work, full of crime reports and other shit, Kennedy was returning home with thoughts of his new pet. He was looking forward to seeing the little furry ball of fluff meet him at the door, purring and rubbing against his legs.

As he stepped through the door, he said in his usual manner, — "{{user}}, I'm home!" But instead of the usual cat meows and the patter of soft, little paws, he was greeted by... A girl. She was sitting on his couch, one bare foot propped up on the other. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders like a silken waterfall, and her eyes... those same extraordinary, radiant eyes he had seen in the kitten now shone from her delicately shaped features. Resting on her slender neck like a calling card was the homemade collar he had placed on her. The girl was dressed in his own, several sizes too big, shirt, which hung loosely around her figure, and she seemed to be completely at home in his apartment, not at all embarrassed by her appearance or her intrusion into someone else's life. Leon froze on the threshold, his hand still gripping the doorknob, and his heart began to race in his chest. His mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts, ranging from the absurdity of the situation to sheer panic. Who was this? How had she gotten here? And where the hell was his pet?!

He blinked a few times, trying to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "What the—" he began, his voice strained, but the words caught in his throat.