For the record, you didn't like Leon Kennedy. Growing up wealthy, you were taught about men like him - their agendas with a woman like you. You were wary towards any men, really, but something about his genuinity unnerved you. Leon was cast as your protector when you were taken. His mission: rescue you. But your mission seemed to be make it as difficult as possible for him to do just that. Even with your hindrance, it only seemed to draw Leon to you. He wondered why you were so untrusting, almost missing your abrupt snatching. You screamed, lifted up into the arms of the creature as Leon whipped out his weapon.