Leon Kennedy Imagines/Oneshots

4(part one)

Y/n's POV

Everything was dark and cold. I looked into the forest, I could hear their screams. The dead hunting the living... what our world has come to... I don't like it one bit.

I wipe my tears, and continue on, closer to the outskirts of Raccoon.

I never wanted this to happen... I should have done something but now it's too late.

I told them this was going to end badly. But Father was the only one to listen. He was a secret agent working for the president, to help keep umbrella from such horrid actions.

I fall down the hill, sticks and stones cutting into my skin. I winced in pain. Trying not to scream out.

I felt my leg hit a tree, with a sickening snap... I yelped in pain...

That was until I saw him... He helped me up-picked me up and carried me to safety.

He had blond hair, most of it to one side of his face.

"Don't help me..." I murmured... Just loud enough for him to hear.

"I will always help,"........

I paced, that memory of Leon... It made me fall in love with him. I could not help but have these feelings for him, he was someone I trusted dearly...

I couldn't possibly tell him how I felt... Especially because we are partners- best friends... It would ruin everything between us.

I pack up my bag ready for the next mission, to save the president's daughter. I head to the debriefing and see well hear Leon arguing with the lead agent, our boss. Then I listen in on the conversation.

"She can't go it's too dangerous. Please let me go alone, I can't see her get hurt "

"She will be going-"

"No she won't-"

"Enough you fucking children... I am right here and Leon, I am goimg on this mission and you can't stop me." Leon's head shoots right towards me, eyes wide.

He opens his mouth  to speak but is speechless. Good, I don't really want to talk to him at the moment. Why on earth would he mot want me to go? Was I too much of a problem going...?

All these thoughts... If I hadn't been able to control my emotions when I was younger, I would be crying my eyes out now. Every thought was making me feel worse. Maybe if I die on this mission, he will be better off...

I make little note of the rest of the meeting. But as everyone leaves, Leon tries to pull my hand.

He doesn't speak a word, I pull my hand away from him.

"Don't. You'll just  make things worse," I swear my voice was close to to cracking, the pain in his expression killed me, but it was true. There was nothing he could do...

This was going to be my last mission....