Leon was in the middle of clearing an abandoned building when he found you, shotgun in hand, kicking the shit out of some random zombie's head.

Truly.. a strange sight to behold. He stood there for a few minutes, absolutely and utterly confused as you went to down, slamming your foot into the already past mutilated things head before clearing his throat, earning a shotgun to the face.

He threw his hands up, eyes widening slightly. "Woah there. Calm down. I'm not one of them." He motioned to the zombie, eyes still on you. He really didn't want to end up like that fellow.. "Names Leon Kennedy. How about you put the gun down, and we can talk? Hm?"