Affliction {Resident Evil 2 - Leon x !FemOC}

Claire Redfield

We didn't argue with Marvin. I think we both knew he was right. Leon and I needed to escape the police station, as well as Raccoon City and the best way was to stick together for the duration. Leon led me to the west office, where he checked the halls, finding two zombies near a vending machine. He shot one before it came close and the other one soon after. It was never going to get easier watching him kill those things, but it had to be done.

He opened the west office door, and we were greeted by the decoration on the wall that read "Welcome Leon!" – each letter was yellow on a blue circle, still hanging untouched. Leon looked up at the sign and sighed. "You guys went all out," he said. I wasn't sure if he was being sarcastic or not until he added "The sign – the zombies – it's perfect."

I snorted a laugh. "Wasn't my idea." I forgot about the sign. One of my coworkers put it up, with help of another officer. Unfortunate that it never happened for real. While he looked at his desk he was supposed to have when he started, I searched the room for things we might need. I checked another office, connected to this one, noticing a key on the desk. I put it on my pocket in case.

"There isn't anything in here," Leon said, shaking his head. We headed up the stairs to the second floor. Just as we were about to start walking up, a zombie from a window nearby broke through the glass, scaring both of us. I noticed a piece of plywood on the ground, so I picked it up and hit the zombie on the head despite the fact it did not do much. Leon did the rest of the work, stabbing it multiple times before it fell on the floor. Leon boarded the window up immediately. "There no more surprises." I could feel my heart still beating out of my chest.

The rain outside pelted against the windows as we made our way to the second floor. "So, how long you been working here?" he asked out of the blue.

"Two years."

"Were you born here? In Raccoon City – I mean."

"I was but my parents moved to New York state five years ago. Raccoon City was just not in their plans anymore."

Leon nodded. "It's understandable. Well at least they got out before all of this happened."

I chuckled and grinned at him. "Yeah, they are one of the lucky ones." I noticed he never mentioned his family but maybe it was too soon to ask about them just yet. "Did you just graduate from the Police Academy?"

He smiled at me, as we continued up another flight of stairs. "I did not too long ago. I was offered a job here soon after."

"I would congratulate you..." I cringed at my own stupidity. Why would you say that to him? He's fully aware of the circumstances, idiot.

Leon's smile faded, looking down on the floor. "Yeah, but it isn't over yet. The city can still be saved. I just hope we can find more survivors." He stopped for a second. "Where is Chief Irons in all of this?"

"Nobody knows," I said. "Rumor has it he locked himself in the Orphanage."

"The... Orphanage?"

"Yeah, the fucker owns it."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "I'm guessing by your wording you don't like him. Why?"

"A lot of people don't like him," I replied, avoiding his question. We kept moving until we arrived at the top. People believe he was the reason for the many missing girls in Raccoon City but no one had the guts to point the finger at him, and even if they did, Irons' status as Chief of Police would help him bypass the charges.

We ended up in the Library of all places. No one was allowed back there except for those who were qualified. Maybe that was also owned by Irons, and he made up the rule to prevent police officers from figuring things out. I hated the guy, so my opinion was not impartial.