(Read "Shady Promises" before reading this.) After all this time, you finally received the answers you've been waiting for. In exchange, you were to work with Wesker again, settling his plans for his 'New World', containing meta-humans evolved by a new type of parasite, which partook a part of you in creating. Despite your attempts in remaining vigilant, you knew deep inside all this would come crashing down, one way or another. You needed help in taking down your life-long Mentor, and those who arrived were the perfect candidates to help in your survival. Thing is, can they trust you? And can you trust them?

•𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 1• LeonKennedy/fem!reader Walking around and catching criminals was part of the job description...just not dealing with an apocalypse. "Well, it certainly wasn't in the fine print." (Y/N) is a cop at Raccoon City, living life like a 20-year-old cop would be doing. Except one day things don't add up. (Now on AO3 under the user Revirus, if the ads get too annoying)

After about 7 or 8 years underground, someone tries to contact you. You answer the call, and can't prepare for what's about to take place. Wesker's death effected you, for both good and bad, although people still wonder who gave information to the BSAA on his whereabouts. On your journey you run into familiar faces, some you don't want to see. "Y-Y/N!?" You slowly walk up to him, scrolling your eyes up and down. "Leon, long time no see." You raise a brow while meeting his eyes, he then takes a step closer to you.

r.e.2 " and without you i would surely be a goner, so ... thank you " The story of two damaged souls who fight through hell to fall in love or In which a fool agrees to save the world in a single night ocxleon I do not own anything related to the titles of Resident Evil, and am not attempting to claim any rights with this story. This story was made for the public's enjoyment, giving me an opportunity to share my loves and interests with fans who can relate Cover's photo not mine Cover is mine Do not copy my characters Respectful constructive criticism welcome Pleasing aesthetics ahead Gif's used not mine.

(Read "Vengeance of the Crow" before reading this.) It was as if a replica of Raccoon City sprung to life, all in one night. You were getting situated once again, preparing yourself to head into the new world with bold preparations to let your mind rest at ease with your life, no matter the cost. Instead, you discover those you work with to help you became the enemy once again, leaving you stunned for more answers than you arrived with. You were willing to fight your way out like you always seemed to do, all while running into old faces, but what will they think, what will HE think of you now, after all these years of believing you were dead?