𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯

Anything Other Than Ordinary| Request

AN: In this request, Reader has hidden healing powers. This is loosely based on RE4R!

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Leon and I dash through the rapidly darkening forest, the last rays of sunlight disappearing behind the Spanish horizon as the who-knows-how-many infected villagers chase us with literal pitchforks and fires. Leon's breath comes quick due to his infection with the Plaga, but I know that I'm free from infection, due to...personal circumstances. Our footsteps are heavy as we dart past thick trees and whipping branches, one catches across my cheek, and not long after I can feel the blood from the cut streaking down. 

"There! The bridge!" I shout, pointing at the rickety wooden bridge, I ignore the gaping void below it, hoping that these people have kept their structures well maintained. Leon must sense our impending doom because he doesn't question me. I hear his breathing quicken even more, and a wheeze escapes his mouth as he stumbles. I slow, keeping by his side no matter what consequences that may bring. His body is reaching its limit, especially with the parasite lingering inside of him, and a part of me wonders if he'll even make it. The loud aggressive Spanish shouts follow us as we reach the bridge, the rope looks ready to snap at any second, and there's more holes in the wood than I first assumed. "Maybe we can-" I begin, second questioning myself, but there's no time, Leon shoves me onto the slats until I'm forced to just keep going. 

"Leon, hurry!" I shout, looking behind me to see the villagers lurk at the beginning of the bridge, but they don't follow as we run across the creaking wood, instead one man stares at me, then lowers his flames to the rope, burning it until- 

"Fuck! Jump!" Leon yells, then all of a sudden as if in slow motion the bridge begins to collapse. The rope gives way, and the slats begin to fall into the dark chasm, one by one. Leon and I jump through the air at the same time, momentarily featherlight, until the ground approaches. I tuck and roll like trained, but Leon's slower due to his declining health. He doesn't tuck, instead he skids across the rocks, I hear the crunch of his ribs as he groans out loud, then he stops with a thud, face first in the ground. I shake, clambering to my knees before rushing to him. He's still breathing, but barely. If he doesn't get help now, he's going to die. 

"Leon...Shit." I whisper thickly, knowing we're safe from the villagers now, but they'll soon find us again. We can't stay here, but Leon can't be moved quickly. There's only one thing I can do, but I really don't want to do it. "Alright." I mumble more to myself, then with all the strength I can muster I roll Leon onto his back. His face contorts with agony as I whisper some apologies, then I cup his cheek, but Leon lifts a hand, covering my wrist. 

"Just leave...me." He grunts through clenched teeth, his voice strained as his eyes find mine in the near darkness. I shake my head, lip wobbling from the overwhelming fear for Leon and myself. 

"I won't leave you, just hold on, and please don't be afraid of me after this." I reply with a trembling voice. Leon's brows knit together in confusion at my words, but his pain is too much for him, and he gives in, nearing unconsciousness. Tears blur my vision as I stare at my hands, then I move them over Leon's chest, just where his heart is. It's a secret gift I've always had, but I've never shown or told anyone in fear of being seen as a monster, or worse, a weapon. My healing powers can save lives, but they also drain me to the point of sometimes not being able to move for hours on end, that's why I hardly ever accept and use them, but this situation calls for me to stop being selfish and afraid, and finally be fucking useful. I focus all my energy into healing Leon's wounds, I hear his ribs crack back into place, I watch the cuts on his face knit together, then I push harder, surging more power to kill the Plaga inside of him. 

Leon's eyes fly open in shock, he's probably feeling absolutely fine and rejuvenated. His energy has been refilled and he's healthier than he's ever been, it's all thanks to my power. His eyes find mine, disbelief is written all across his features as I pull back, shoulders slumping in fatigue and hands shaking from the strain. I blink away the darkness threatening to pull me under, taking a second to fight back from the overwhelming struggle of staying awake. It works, and I manage to stay awake, but I'm exhausted. Leon watches, slowly sitting up, then he looks down at his hands as if checking his wounds. He blinks at the lack of cuts or marks marring his skin. 

"You...You healed me? You've got...abilities?" He breathes out, voice barely a whisper as he stares at me in wonder. I already feel relief at his words, and how he's not running away or pulling his gun on me. I nod, tears once again stinging my eyes as I lift my eyes to meet his gaze. 

"I've always had them," I confess, "but I felt too afraid to show anyone. I didn't want to be used, I just wanted to be ordinary." The truth is finally out, and a part of me feels terrified, but the rest of me finally feels free from the captivity of secrecy. 

Leon reaches out, cupping my cheek as his thumb swipes my cheekbone tenderly, it's an act of love and acceptance, so I lean into his warmth. "I understand that, but you could never be ordinary to me, you're too perfect compared to everyone else." My breath hitches at his words, my lips lift into a smile as I lean closer to him, our lips tease each other inches apart, our breaths mingle for a second, then Leon groans in delight, sealing the distance as he kisses me. His hand cups the back of my neck as I fist his shirt, needing him closer, especially after the fleeting moment of almost losing him. We pull apart too soon, both smiling at each other. 

"Let's go supergirl." He teases, standing up and holding out a hand. I take it, legs a little wobbly but overall I'm okay. Leon holds me anyway, eyes checking me over, then he nods as if assuring himself that I'm alright. I swallow, glancing back at the empty space where the bridge once was, and the complete emptiness beyond it. The villagers have moved, already tracking and chasing us. I let Leon take the lead, our hands still linked as we continue the mission with a newfound strength.