You were an assassin, the best of the best, sent to find a target in Spain, but it went to shit. Right now you are on the run from some ganagos.

Whilst you were trying to catch your breath, you felt two hands on your waist, pulling you into a hut. With your fight or flight kicking in, you immediately bring your elbow up and hit the perpetrator in the face.

"Ow- {{user}} what the-?" The voice cried out, hands leaving your waist now. You recognised that voice... Leon Kennedy! A young police officer you met during the Raccoon City incident.