Hard of Desire - Leon S. Kennedy

Chapter 7

You jolted awake, the abrupt movement causing a momentary disorientation. The hum of the aircraft's engines had shifted, signaling that the private jet was preparing to land. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, you glanced around, taking in the surroundings of the cabin.

Leon, who had been in a hushed conversation with Claire moments ago, turned his attention to you. Concern flickered in his eyes as he noted your sudden wakefulness.

"Bad dream?" he asked in a hushed tone, leaning closer.

You shook your head with a smile, although the vivid memory of the nightmare did linger in your mind. "Fortunately, no, luckily with you by my side no nightmares seem to happen."

He squeezed your hand reassuringly. "We're about to land. Once we're on the ground, we'll regroup and move forward, okay?"

You offered a small smile, appreciating the comfort he provided. "Sounds like a plan."

As the private jet descended, the skyline of an unfamiliar city came into view through the small window. The landing was smooth, and soon, the aircraft taxied to a stop. The moment the engines powered down, Claire approached, her expression serious.

"Alright, everyone. We've got work to do," she announced, her gaze shifting between you, Leon, and Chris.

Sherry also seemed to awake, rubbing her eyes with a tired expression as a yawn escaped her mouth. She smacked her lips a bit, blinking almost every second to understand what was going on. "Goodmorning..." She muttered.

Claire turned to her and smiled, "Morning sleepyhead, got any good sleep?"

"Hey! Why does she get to be the favorite?" Chris asked, crossing his arms in disappointment.

Claire then glared at Chris, giving him a look that spoke "you-should-already-know-why."

Chris rolled his eyes, throwing his hands up and turning away in defeat, a sly smirk forming on his lips.

With the banter between Chris and Claire providing a momentary reprieve, the group began to prepare for disembarkation. The private jet's door opened, revealing a forest and bright lights in the distance. As you stepped onto the forest ground, a surge of anticipation and readiness coursed through you. The mission against Umbrella awaited, and with Leon, Claire, Chris, and Sherry by your side, you were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Leon had his police duty belt on, his holsters carrying his iconic knife, Glock, and a large shot gun pump that rested on his back. He also wore a bullet-proof vest that matched with his black cargo jeans. You blushed with this beautiful site in front of you.

"Wow... I hope you know how to use all of those..." You say jokingly, knowing he had the best technique to quietly kill someone.

He scoffed and threw you a pistol; you caught it with a stumble, bringing yourself back up as you put it in your holster. "Of course, I know how to." He looked at you with a smirk, posing with his gun jokingly to lighten up the mood.

Soon everyone else came out prepared, looking more badass than ever. 

"Stop fooling around Leon, let's go." She said, almost in a hushed tone to keep quiet. Leon's mouth hung open jokingly, pretending to act disappointed as he stuffed his Glock back into his holster. Chris chuckled, seeing how he wasn't the only one to be barked at by Claire.

Sherry had a camouflage backpack, she held it tight between her hands with a determined look plastered onto her face. She had a single pistol and knife in her belt.

"Are you sure those are the only weapons you'd like? I have a few more-"

"No ma'am" She cut you off, her attention now onto m. "The only job I have is to find information and hopefully use my technology skills to hack or whatever. These are only for self-defense."