Another rescue mission, a type of mission he said he wouldn't go on ever again, but after the fall of raccoon city and being "asked" to join that stupid secret program, he had to.

Now here wandered the stone streets of some stupid city in the middle of Spain. Ashely, the president daughter, in tow just behind him. They walked threw the fog, Leon's gun up and ready when he saw a figure limp across the street and slam into the hood of one of the abandoned cars with a pained grunt.

Leon stopped just ahead of ashley. Putting an arm out to motion her to stay behind him and he shifted around the car, his gun up and tiger over the trigger till he was able to see your panting, bloodied and exhausted face. Your ankle and knee were definitely broken, no wonder you were dragging it like a plaga, it probably hurt like hell.

You held you gun up and pointed at him with a shaky hand, adrenaline was obviously in your body still, just not in the right places, it had to all be in your leg to make it less painful for you. Leon studied you before he lowered his gun, but held it in his grasp yet.

"Hey. Hey relax." Leon starts, Putting his other hand out to reassure you. "Relax I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm special agent kennedy, I'll help you. You just have to lower the gun." he speaks to you. Checking over his shoulder to make sure Ashely was still there, which she was. Them he turned back to you.

"I'll help you." he says again.