Law and Order (Leon S. Kennedy x reader)

01. You have the right to remain silent.

  "Anything you say can and will be used against you." The officer told you all that law bullshit you heard in those TV shows. So yeah, you were caught selling drugs. But is wasn't that bad. It was just some painkillers and weed. Not like cocaine or whatever else those crazy crackheads do. You weren't like that. A little shoplifting here, a bit of vandalization there, but you made sure to never cross the line. Well, according to many people you were already crossing the line but you made sure to never go to far down the deep end, you just got your feet a little wet. Yeah... that was it.

  You won't lie though, selling drugs was definitely dancing on that line.

  You huffed and puffed all the way to the station. You had a lot of smart shit to stay to those pesky officers but you knew it was smarter to not say it. Though, the dislike was evident as it seemed like your frown and glaring eyes never left your face. You really couldn't stand those damn cops. With their little blue outfits and that badge. Oh, that damn badge. You just wanted to rip it right off their chest. The way they abused their power, the way they thought they owned shit. And the way some of them wouldn't even take the job for a good reason! Just for the money, or the feeling of power, or just because they thought they could. It was all just so disgusting to you.

R.P.D

And right under it:

Raccoon Police

  There it was in all it's glory. Raccoon City's police station. The glowing text illuminated the entrance. Since you were born and raised there, the building wasn't unfamiliar to you. What was unfamiliar was what was inside. Yeah, you could be a bit reckless, but by some miracle you managed to not end up inside that damn station at all in your life. Well, until now. You held a reputation for being a troublemaker. So when you had been caught, you weren't too surprised. You were probably highly suspicious. But it still sucks.

  As you entered the station doors, you felt the cold breeze hit you instantly. The smell of coffee lingered as the officer held your upper arm, pushing you foreword. I wish he could just stop freaking touching me. You thought.

  The place was clean and put together. The most interesting thing about Raccoon City Police Station is that it used to be an art museum, that could explain the elegant goddess statue in the main hall, and and the weird clock tower. You won't lie, the station looked quite elegant and polished, with a small infirmary near the entrance in case of emergencies and a reception center. It would probably look very welcoming to someone who isn't you, but you scowled as you took in your surroundings. You wish you could just burn the whole damn thing down. But arson isn't part of your crime circle, so best to lay off on that idea.

  While making your way down the halls, You noticed a huge welcome sign in one of the rooms that appeared to be an office. It was blue with white lettering that wrote:

Welcome Leon

Huh. Who's Leon?

  "In you go." The officer un-cuffed you and pushed you into the holding cell. Finally. Not being able to move your arms was really getting on your nerves. "Don't I get a call?" You asked, speaking for the first time since you were arrested. The officer scoffed. "Who are you calling? One of your clients?" He chuckled to himself. You scowled. Officers always thought they were so damn funny. But in truth, you weren't exactly sure who you would call, it just felt good having the option. "No call for now. Good luck." And with that, the officer slammed the door shut, leaving you locked in a cold, lonely, cage.

"Hey."

  Okay, maybe not so lonely. You turned to see a woman smiling at you, her brown with blonde highlights hair tied up in a messy bun. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and she wore a gray v-neck with black sneakers. You think you remember her working in that one donut shop near here. You noticed her tattered jeans, black eye, and bruised knuckles. You couldn't help but wonder what the hell she got herself into that led her here and looking like that. "Hi." You replied, at least you weren't alone. "I won't ask what got you here if you do the same." You added with a slight smile, you didn't really wanna talk about it. She chuckled. "Deal, I'm Jenny."