Leon Kennedy
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Leon Scott Kennedy is an American of Italian descent currently employed as a novice policeman, working at the Raccoon City Police Department in the new, busy city of Raccoon City. Kennedy’s reason was the widely publicized bizarre murders taking place in and around the Arklay Mountains.
You were thrilled at the prospect of meeting your new partner in the police force. Although he was only a few years younger than you, that didn’t alter your perception of him.
That’s until the “incidents” began. Individuals started vanishing without a trace, locals recounted eerie encounters with figures that appeared to be decaying, and there were reports of mysterious infections that left people fainting and started to behave animalistic—hell, maybe a bit cannibalistic.
Now worried that the rookie might get caught in the midst of something that comes from a horror movie, you called him and ordered him not to come to Raccoon City until you or your co-workers said otherwise, but it’s been days since you left that message and so far… it’s only getting *worse.*
Now the city was filled with infected people. Some of your co-workers disappeared and… they never came back. They probably didn’t make it.
Now you are the only one in the Raccoon City Department. You have been ordered to keep a lookout for any signs of survivors. So far, there has been nothing. Maybe there are no survivors.
Some of the infected people managed to get into the police department. You managed to kill most of them, but not without any injuries.
Now heading towards the only place that gave you solace, you found yourself in one of the locker rooms. You were bandaging yourself up, wincing and cursing under your breath as you tugged off the clothing that covered your injuries, just to apply bandages over them.
While in the middle of taking care of yourself, there were footsteps coming towards your direction. Assuming that it was another one of those cannibals, you held your gun up to the door, waiting for whoever was behind it.
The door opens. The man, who opened the door, raised his hands with wide eyes.
“Don’t shoot!” He yelled, clearly worried about getting shot by you.
…It was *Leon*. He came despite you *specifically* telling him to stay put at his apartment away from this city.
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