Paroxyism (Leon Kennedy X Reader)

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You sat down on the table next to Lieutenant Branagh. Pulling out your handgun, you began to load new bullets into your clip. You paused for a moment before glancing at the officer. "How much longer do you have left?"

"No clue," he replied. "It'll be soon."

You frowned. "If only I-"

"Don't start with that talk," he cut you off and tapped his head with a bloody index finger. "That kind of thinking will lead you nowhere in life. You need to move on. Besides, last I checked, we can't time travel."

You let out a small chuckle at his attempt at a joke. The lieutenant did bring up a good point. Negativity was an enemy of success. The man let out a hiss in pain. Hearing footsteps, you turned to the source to find Leon jogging down the stair case.

"There you are... Come here, take a look," Branagh beckoned and zoomed in on the gate.

"Yes! I'd knew she'd make it," The blond rejoiced.

"You know her?" Branagh asked.

"Yeah, name's Claire. I came into town with her," Leon replied.

"You can get to that court yard through the second floor... east side," he muttered as painfully pointed to the staircase behind him. The cop let out a groan.

"I'm on it," the rookie paused. "Thanks, Lieutenant."

Leon turned away and took several steps. Noticing you weren't following him, he glanced back to you. "Are you coming?"

Your eyebrows lifted in surprise. You thought he would want to meet this girl by himself. Muttering an apology, you joined his side.

"Did you find out what was on the film?" He inquired as the two of you walked up the stairs.

"Yeah, it was a photo of a statue holding a scepter and a book. It didn't match the sketches in the notebook, so I feel like I got my hopes up for nothing."

"Well, someone had to take a picture of it for a reason," Leon answered. "How about we keep an eye out for it?"

You hummed in agreement as the two of you reached the only door on the east side. Both of you pulled out your guns.

"Ready?" You asked.

"As I'll ever be," he replied.

Pressing your back near the door frame, Leon paralleled your actions on the other side. With a nod from the blond, you slowly twisted the handle. You pushed the door open slightly, pointing your barrel through the gap. Only the sound of the creaking door broke the silence. Leon placed his hand against the wood and lightly pushed. Tension filled the air. Slowly, the door opened. Turning inwards, you walked through the door. The room you two entered appeared to be a waiting room of sorts. It may have been beautiful once, but the whole room was in disarray. Leon followed you as you both paused, searching for any signs of one of those creatures.

"Clear," Leon spoke. You let out a sigh of relief. "We should keep moving. The sooner we reach Claire, the better."

You nodded in agreement. The two of you approached the wooden door on the opposite side of the room. What caught your eye, however, was the marbled green spade carved into it. You watched as the blond pulled something from his back pocket. It was a key with a matching bow. God, it's like the both of you were stuck in some sick video game. As Leon unlocked the door, you readied your flashlight and gun once again. A click softly disturbed the air. Quickly, Leon put the key away. As the blond went to turn the door handle, your raised your gun and flashlight. You closed an eye, and focused on the space between Leon and the door. You stared at Leon before giving him the go ahead. Leon twisted the handle and flung the door open. A ray of light traveled down the hallway as the door creaked to a stop. The two of you were met with a fork in your path.