Battle Scars Leon Kennedy x Male reader

Ch. 1

Third person P.O.V

Debris

Dust

Fire

Smoke

and

Blood

Had covered the vast land where a war took place. Tanks had charged ahead as guns blasted rapidly from brave soldiers. Chaos was all over the place as it was man vs the enemy state. Yet in the middle of it all stood a man who fell to his knees.

Y/n was on his knees crying, infront of the dead man. Holding him in his arms as he sang their speacial song. Only part of it since he couldn't focus on the whole thing.

Without you I feel broke like I'm half of a whole
Without you I've got no hand to hold
Without you I feel torn like a sail in a storm
Your the perfect melody
The only harmony, I wanna hear
Your favorite part of me
With you standing next to me I've got nothing to fear
Without you, I'm just a sad song
I'm just a sad song~

Y/n cried silently as he held his dead companion. Trying to hold in his sobs as the pain, guilt and regret only grew. Until he couldn't take the pain anymore and let out a loud cry from his loss.

He felt so angry and upset knowing he couldn't protect him. Y/n wanted to trade places with him so badly but knew he couldn't. So doing the only thing he could, he made a promise to keep everyone else he loved safe.....

And to make sure that this never happens again.

Not to him.

His comrades.

Or his friends and family.

2 weeks before the outbreak

The 23 year old man was sitting at a bar island drinking his alcohol in peace. Wearing his biker outfit which contained a black leather jacket, dark grey shirt, black fingerless gloves, blue jeans, and black combat boots. "Another day of living the normal life" He muttered to himself. The bartender heard the man as he walked over to him. "Where'd you come from before this?" The man asked.

Y/n looked up at the curious man and smirked. "The Marines, and now I finally got a break. So here I am, enjoying my short vacation" the bartender nodded in understanding as he gave Y/n a discount.

Having his 4th shot he payed his bill. "You'll probably see me around, or not" Y/n got up from the stool and walked out after bidding a goodnight to the bar keep. Getting outside of the bar he pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Taking one and putting it between his lips he lit it with his skull designed lighter.

Taking some of the smoke in and blowing it out as he leaned against the wall. Shifting his weight to his right leg he relaxed his shoulders. "Go away!" He heard a woman shout from his left. Turning his attention to the distress call he noticed a man and a women a couple feet away from him.

The man had a hand on the womans arm as she tried to pull away. Her pink short dress slightly going up because of the man's left hand. The man was obviously drunk as he slurred words at the lady. "Come on beautiful, let's have some fun at me place". "I don't want to!" The woman declined loudly. Sighing Y/n gets up and walks over to defuse the situation.

Grabbing the man's hooded black jacket he yanked him off. "What the-!" The man was taken aback by the action as he tripped over his own foot. Falling on his butt the man looked up at his attacker. Y/n menacingly glared down at the man before saying "Piss off mate, she's with me". The man stared wide eyed at Y/n as he then scrambled to his feet and ran off.