Surviving

Chapter 2 - Tyrants Gunna get ya

Leon's POV

Making my way up the stairs having found two of the medallions, I look left then right. Somewhere around here is Cleo....somewhere. Then a light bulb went off, I haven't been in the art room yet. Moving through the waiting room and slowly opening the door. Making sure there is no zombies I turn left and make my way to the Art room, slowly moving its door open to be met with a slumped over body, its gun lying next to it. If this were Cleo I'd be surprised, not a wound littered her body. Biting my lip hard, I slowly make my way over to the body and bend down, lifting the head up. "oh god no.... Cleo!" My voice comes from me frantic as I quickly check over her body for a pulse. Her heartbeat is steady under my hand, making me give out a big sigh of relief. "Wait here," I say to her unconscious state. "I'll be back then I can take you down to where you can have a proper sleep." Taking off the jacket I had on I place it over her with a small smile and leave the room to find Claire.

Cleo's POV

Shifting slowly, I'm brought back to the real world when the whole ground beneath me shakes, making me sit up quickly. "Huh?" My hands bring a piece of leather up to my eye and I give a little smile to it. "Leon... I'm glad you're safe." Standing up, I pull the jacket on suddenly realising how cold it was and scooped up my gun, leaving the room and traveling toward another door finding myself in a waiting room, quickly sweeping the area I move on into the grand main hallway. "Oh... hey! you there" a voice comes from below making me look over the railing. "Marvin? What in the hell happened to you?" He gives me a small smile and a shrug. "I'm coming hold on." I say as I sprint down the stairs towards him, my eyes scan his body landing on his wound. "Oh Marvin... please tell me that is not a bite..." he sighs and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Now Carson don't you dare go spilling anymore tears over me, I had enough of that from your birthday this year." His attempt at a joke makes me give him a smile as I quickly blink away the tears and look away over to the computer. "Wait... is that Leon? What's with him in the officer uniform?"

His eyes widened a bit. " holy shit, you're the partner he was talking about." A small blush runs over my cheeks as I watch Leon interact with who I'm guessing is Claire, from the way Leon is happy to see her. "Hey Green eyes." The nickname gets me from the screen and to Marvin's face where he gives a small chuckle. "Jealousy isn't a good thing you know Cleo. Anyway, he was worried about you." He pauses moving slowly to lay down. "What the fuck was you thinking...leaving the poor rookie like that, scared him shitless." I shrug, "Still the same old S.T.A.R.S member, sorry about leaving here... I couldn't stand to be reminded of who we lost that night" He nods, slowly closing his eyes when Leon comes through on the radio. "Marvin? Marvin? Do you copy?" I scoop up the radio and flick it on. "Marvin is resting, how you are doing?" It's clear my voice has shocked him because his next words are a bunch of shit. "What the hell where you thinking doing that to me?! Doyouknowhowscarediwas!?ithoughtyouwasdead but you were just sleeping!!" He finished, making me giggle. "I'm fine, partner. Get back here, we still need to find a medallion, I'm heading off to find it now. See you!" I quickly flick off the radio before he can respond and turn away from Marvin, making my way up the west side of the hall and through the library. After walking around for a while, I find myself in front of the S.T.A.R.S office. "Hmm... let's see what's in here..." stepping into the room my eyes widen as I see Leon, bent down under the desk. "Leon? Hey, Leon, what are you doing? Get the he-" he quickly grabs my wrist and pulls me next to him covering my mouth. "Quiet... something is here." As soon as the words have left his lips the ground shakes with each step of the thing just beyond the door. My eyes widen as I realise what the thing is, seeing its shadow. "The...the" my whisper comes, gripping Leon's hand quickly, biting my lip to stop the whimpers, he pulls me close, pushing my head towards his shoulder as he hugs me, gently rocking to soothe me.

The thumps die away as the thing moves away, I pull out of Leon's arm and stand up. "We have to go... and we have to go now." Leon grabs my hand gently and pulls it slightly. "Woah woah calm down what's wrong?" My eyes cast over the door then back to Leon as I take a gulping breath. " that thing... it's the best bioweapon ever made... he's...he's clearly sent by whoever started this to kill survivors and witnesses." My voice trembles as I look back at the door, pulling my arm from Leon gently. "His name is the tyrant, made by ...so watch out please..." my eyes plead with him silently as he looks over my troubled frame which moves over to the door and opens it slowly, scanning the hall.