Smoking Hot. (Luis Serra x Reader)

1. Got a Smoke?

The president's daughter, Ashley Graham, had recently gone missing. In order to to safely and swiftly ensure she'd return home, President Graham sent out federal agent Leon S. Kennedy to get the job done.

The whereabouts of Ashley led to an isolated island in Spain. Which was where Leon was now.
He encountered these monster-like people, nothing like the zombies in Racoon City. He looked down at the one he'd just killed. He kneeled down beside it, inspecting its contents.

*CRASH!*  Leon snapped his head to a door the led to a cellar. He reached towards his side and grabs his pistol aiming it at the door.

He began to stand up slowly and approached the entrance. He opened the door and looked around the room. Looking down, he saw a moving body bag. He grew curious and unzipped it. In it there was a man. His mouth was taped shut and both his wrists and feet were tied. The man's words were muffled so Leon decided to rip the tape off. "Shit!" He groaned. "That hurts, you know?"

"Seemed like you really wanted to talk."

"How observant, señor. Now, say– you got a smoke?" He asked. "You know, those things will kill you."

"Oh, well, maybe just untie me then?"
Just as Leon reached to untie his wrists. "¡Joder! Not this guy! Leon turned around to see a tall, huge, abnormal man. His skin was discolored along with his eyes. He also had weird black veins.

"Who are you?!" Leon asked. Those were his last words before he was knocked unconscious.

When Leon awoke, he was chained. "What the fuck?" He tugged at the chains. "Hey! Stop it." It was the guy in the body bag. "Oye, Yanqui, got a name?"

"Leon." He answered. He was focused on a way to escape. "Quiet type, eh? I'm Luis Serra." Luis said. "I guess you picked the wrong spot for a vacation, no?"

Leon ignored Luis's attempt in small talk and tugged at the chains once again. "Hey, stop it! You move, I move." He sighs. "I'm beat up enough as it is..."

*BANG* The door bursts open and in comes an infected man. It swings its axe at Luis first, missing due to Luis dodging the attack. Then it heads towards Leon next. He slung the chain around its neck and pulled. "Pull!" Leon yelled. Luis quickly nodded and pulled his end of the chain.

With one more tug, Leon snapped its neck. Luis scurried to grab the keys from the pockets of the monster. Freeing his wrists and throwing the key toward Leon. "Might wanna go to the old church. Whatever you're looking for, it's there." He said before leaving.

Luis was finally out of that damned house of horrors. He rubbed his sore wrists. The handcuffs were so tight that they engraved in his skin. Suddenly he remembered how long he's been gone. He pulled out his phone and quickly tapped on a saved contact. It rung only twice before you answered.

"LUIS! Are you okay? What happened?" You spoke frantically. "Aye! Calm down corazón. I just took a little... detour..."

"Detour? For what? You told me you were going out for a smoke."
'Shit!' Luis thought. "I uh– I did! Then out of nowhere a Garrador appeared and- and attacked me!" He lied. "I ran for it and hid in a cabin somewhere in the village." He said promptly. On the other end you raised an eyebrow. "Why didn't you use your gun?" Luis looked at his waist to see his weapon in its holster. "Fuck." He whispered. "Well I gotta go bebé, a herd of ganados are trying to kill me! Te amo!" Then abruptly hung up.