Doing anything but sleeping. Rewriting the ending to RE9.

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Doing anything but sleeping. Rewriting the ending to RE9.
How it started
How it's going
Wasting Time on a Feeling (6642 words) by Desired_Misery
Getting shot in the Racoon City Sewers is about the stupidest thing Leon could have done. Ada, with all her skills, can't keep Leon alive without help.
[Added scene between when Leon gets shot by Annette and Ada pursuing her]
Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Leon S. Kennedy & Ada Wong Characters: Ada Wong, Leon S. Kennedy Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Field Medicine, Game: Resident Evil 2 Remake (2019), Ada Wong Being Ada Wong, Ada Wong-centric, POV Ada Wong, Whump, Infected Leon S. Kennedy, Ada is So Not Having Fun, Leon Is Having Way Less Fun, Missing Scene, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Gunshot Wounds, No Re9 Spoilers
Kennedy blinks, and yeah, his pupils are large. "You think I'm high?"
"Drugged," Hunnigan corrects. "But yes, I am pretty sure I saw them give you something."
Kennedy thinks about it. "That was very nice of them, I feel great."
Piers snorts again.
"Leon—"
"I feel fine," Kennedy repeats.
"Definitely high," Chris says, and he looks almost like he is trying not to smile...
(close follow up to my prior post, where Leon had been tortured and interrogated. But Leon being Leon, wasn't cooperative. So he was heavily drugged... in the hopes of making him more compliant... but Leon being Leon, has a funky pseudo-bioweapon metabolism after Spain so he needs a way larger dose than what he is given. So ya boy is just high and feeling nice right now despite actually having a fractured arm among other things).
The man is folded over himself in a heavy metal chair with a bag over his head and ropes around his ankles. Naked, bruised, not obviously breathing. Assumed to be unconscious— or dead— until Finn grabs the bag over his head and pulls it off—
The man launches up, headbutting Finn in the face, knocking them both to the floor. Finn yelps. Piers shouts, swinging his gun up again. Finn cries out in pain as the man breaks his nose with an elbow, wrestles for his gun—
Hawker, who is closer, puts the man in a headlock, hauling him off off Finn. Snarling, the man twists and bites into Hawker's arm. Piers catches wild blue eyes narrowed into slits as the man grunts and falls to the floor when Hawker kicks him off.
"Fucker!" Hawker roars, drawing his pistol— all their instincts are screaming that it's a BOW, Hawker has been bit—
The man knocks Hawker's knee out from the side, buckling his leg, and fights for control over the pistol.
"Stop!" Piers yells, poised to shoot but it's way too close, the ricochet might hit one of them even if he manages to not hit Hawker—
The man takes a blow to the stomach with hardly more than a grunt, swinging around behind Hawker, a knife in his control, and presses the point to Hawker's neck, above the arm wrapped over Hawker's throat—
"Nobody fucking move!" The man snarls. When everyone freezes, Piers can get a good look at him—
"Agent Kennedy?!" Piers says, stunned, lowering his rifle.
Kennedy bares bloody teeth, eyes flashing only briefly to Piers before the rest of Alpha returns, Chris in the lead—
"One more step and he's dead," Kennedy says—
"Leon?" Chris lowers his weapon on recognition, straightening up in shock. Hawker remains still, hands raised in surrender, eyes locked on his own knife over his throat.
Kennedy doesn't react, not until Chris pulls off his helmet.
"Leon, it's Chris. Chris Redfield with the BSAA," Chris says, and that is when Kennedy licks his bleeding lip and actually looks at Chris's face. Kennedy's eyebrows raise in surprise. His arm around Hawker's neck loosens.
"Chris? What the hell are you doing here?" Kennedy lets Hawker go, who immediately scrambles up, swearing, his hand clamped over the bloody patch on his forearm.
"Saving your sorry ass, looks like." Chris says with a smile. He offers Kennedy a hand up.
"I had it under control," Kennedy says, but he groans when Chris hauls him to his feet, and takes an unsteady, limping step...
@citrine-elephant Leon biting someone for you :)
The Unwanted, Unexpected Security Unit (Murderbot TV Fanfiction)
Words: 1.4k Chapters: 1/? Status: Incomplete
Rating: Teen and Up Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Gen Fandom: Murderbot (TV Series) Characters: Murderbot, PreservationAux Team Additional Tags: Character Study, Pre-Canon, Missing Scene, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slice of Life
Summary:
Dr. Ayda Mensah was not familiar with Security Units. She had no concept of what was appropriate behavior for one, not until Dr. Gurathin raised the issue. But even then, it has been fine the first few weeks of the expedition. When nothing happened. Nothing of real note.
But, looking back... it was... it did generally try to stay out of their way.
-- -- --
[Murderbot and all the little things it does from being purchased to the season 01 finale]
Hosea can’t say it is a god-given miracle that Arthur survived— because God surely does not approve of them, certainly not the past few years. It isn’t even a Dutch-born miracle; Arthur did it on his own. By some infernal power within him, keeping him alive when everything else wants him deader than the devil.
-- wip the last chapter of "The Pain in His Eyes", a RDR2 fanfic
🌹 a rose for you? If you want haha 😭
The man lets Leon’s hair slide out of his grip so Leon can curl over his stomach and heave out a strained breath instead of screaming.
:)