Can you please write Leon(any version) encountering an ex-coworker! Reader that went missing, as a Mr. X or Nemesis-like B.O.W?
A part of B.O.W! Reader still remembers Leon from their past. Instead of trying to kill him, they protect him from zombies and other B.O.Ws. Basically they act as a sort of bodyguard.
Leon Kennedy x B.O.W Reader (gn)
I had a lot of fun writing this one! Thanks for the req!
Every muscle in Leon's body was screaming. He wasn't sure how many more of these undead monsters he could take on. He'd been at this mission for hours, unable to get a breath of rest in. At this point, his body was moving on instinct, lashing out and dodging each threat that lunged at him. His mind chugging along, trying desperately to hold onto important mission info.
Off to the side, just out of Leon's line of vision, a cold, decaying hand shot out from the shadows and gripped his shoulder. He felt the putrid breath of the zombie on the back of his neck, its teeth just inches away from his skin. With a surge of adrenaline, he clamped down on its arm draped over his front side, dropped his weight, and with a grunt, threw the creature over his shoulder, its back hitting the concrete ground with a solid thud. He drew a knife from his side, clutching it tightly in his right hand. With one wide stride, he crushed its shoulder under his foot. Unintelligible gargling and screeches fell from the creature's mouth as it clawed up at him. Leon readjusted his grip on the knife as he raised it over his head, in a flash of silver, he plunged the blade deep into its skull, and the screeching stopped.
He let out a sigh of exhaustion. Just as he thought the area was cleared, he heard a mixture of groans, hissing, and shuffling. A sudden shower of sparks from a nearby electrical line revealed a sizable undead hoard approaching.
Suddenly, a loud boom followed by the crumbling of bricks just behind Leon shook the ground. He spun his head around to see a large humanoid figure emerging from the dusty rubble behind him.
It paused for a moment, and the flickering lights and fire from the surroundings cast an eerie glow upon its glassy greyish skin. It tilted its head upward, revealing piercing cloudly white eyes that locked onto Leon. He felt his heart drop to his stomach. Despite the ghoulish complexion, abnormally intense muscles, and claw-like hands, Leon recognized it.
You no longer remember how long you've been like this, days were starting to blend together. It feels like ages since they'd captured you and injected you with whatever serum or virus that turned you into this monstrosity.
How can that be? I thought they were d-
But Leon's train of thought was abruptly cut off once again, his attention snapped back to the hoard, which was dangerously close at this point. The air crackled with tension, he didn't have enough strength or ammo to deal with either threat. He was trapped.
It was like your mind was in a different body, vaguely aware of everything happening, yet powerless to stop or interfere with any of it, until now. There was a sudden clarity as you gazed upon Leon's blood and dirt-covered body. He needed help.
You picked up a large metal bar from the rubble surrounding you and stepped forward. Leon clutched his knife tighter, convinced this was the end. But much to his surprise, you strolled right past him.
You drew the metal bar back and paused for a moment, looking back at Leon, you gave him a small nod, then turned back to the zombies just several feet in front of you. With one powerful swing, you whipped out a whole row of them, beads of black goopy blood, and brain bits slowly dripped from the bar, staining the dry ground beneath you. Leon stepped backward, finally catching his breath as he watched you take out the hoard, these creatures were no match for your brute strength and stature.
He wasn't sure what series of events led you to this state you were in, and it pained part of him to know that he wasn't able to save you on that last mission you shared together, but he was grateful for your protection, and the opportunity to escape. He glanced back at you one last time, unsure if he'd ever see you again, but he silently vowed that if he did, he would help find a way to return you to your original self. No matter what.
