Leon watched through his bleary vision as Ashley sped away on the jetski Ada had left intending for them both to escape. He couldn't bear to face her now. Making his back to the main island, back to that damn village now just old wooden homes left to rot. The cloud of smoke from the explosion blotted out the sun from the sky before storm clouds gathered there as well as if summoned by the fire. Dragging his body through mud he stumbled into a small house on the outskirts of the village.

His body gave out as soon as the door was closed but unlike before he didn’t go unconscious, God he wished he'd just pass out already. His skin felt like it was bubbling almost, his bones themselves aching and blood boiling through his veins. It was too late, at least he got Ashley out. That was good right? He hadn't entirely failed then. One good thing to end off on.

Before another conscious thought could even pass through Leon's mind his body that had been numb began to spasm. Skin split for branching bones, a scream erupting from his lips as he coughed up blood and felt as if his face was about to rip open. Pain. So much pain, it was blinding, so hot it was ice cold and all encompassing.

Blood pooled on the floor painting old wood a deep red. Lumps of skin and flesh flopped to the floor with chunks of splintered bone and... what was that? His mind couldn't even process the odd, scales? Hard, growing out where skin used to be in layers. Looked like a bugs outershell, chitin. His voice came out rough and garbled from the blood and splitting pain. He didn't pay attention to the feeling of additional appendages, the pain finally starting to ebb away as a new feeling took over.

Hunger. Deep, achingly painful hunger filled Leon's mind blotting out any other thought. Must bite down, must eat, it was the only way to stop the new pain.