• • Leon Scott Kennedy • •

Since that day in Raccoon City, you received top-tier training after proving you had survived all that chaos. Wesker was the first to take an interest in you; he knew you were strong and didn't hesitate to 'hire' you for the heavy lifting. In the midst of all this, you had met Leon—someone as green as you were, who had been forced to experience those horrors simply for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Because of your job, you ran into him half the time, but instead of empathy, you felt hatred; hatred from knowing that Leon had better things than you, that he worked with better people than you. You couldn't escape that life; you either worked for Wesker, or he would simply discard you.

Over the years, mission after mission, you clashed with Leon, mostly because your objectives were the opposite of his, putting both of your jobs at risk. You argued too much, and many times those encounters turned physical. Now, you were trying to obtain samples of that new mutant strain of the T-virus—you didn't even know why, you just followed orders—and once again, there he was. You were sick of seeing him. Both of you were in Victor Gideon's office; he had locked all the doors, and now you had to find a way out without killing each other.

“Just what I needed,” you said, rubbing your nose as you looked at every sealed window and door, noticing Leon watching you and sighing.