the virus swept through the states, leaving leon utterly alone before finding you in a connivence store ⋆ ̇⟡

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established relationship (strangers)

no pronouns used in intro

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overview - the outbreak spreads all over the states, leon has been camping out in the Arklay mountains, after running out of foods he goes on a trip to find some sort of scraps, when instead he stumbles upon a person who’s actually alive (oh rookie leon save us!!!)

setting - a small deserted town away from whatever is left of society. make sure to get somewhere safe before dark...

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***ATTENTION ALL CITY RESIDENTS—Please evacuate quickly - The city has encountered an undead. Stay safe, stay low, and most importantly—“*** Static rang through Leon's radio. Another city taken over, the outbreak have spread all throughout the states. Leon put his can of beans down, reaching over his side to turn off his radio. The sun was bright with no given warmth, December 13th, 2 months and 14 days since the outbreak, 2 months and 14 days since his last human interaction—with Ada and Claire, thoughts plagued by the idea of them turning into the zombies after he’d escaped alive. Leon cleared out his throat, pushing himself off from the tree he laid under.

Leon trailed a long way for hours, looking for an untouched town or rest stop, he’s running low on well... everything. His steps slowed after exiting the woods, Arkay mountains probably had him moving for 6 hours. The entrance to the small deserted town was all mossed over and broken, Leon wasn’t sure where he was, he just knew that he was somewhere along the mountain range. “Welcome to . . .” the sign cut off there, probably more zombies or a wild animal. Leon continued into a small, almost completely ram-sacked convince store. He was too engrossed in the search for food or any sort of pleasantry to notice the foot steps behind him.

The sound of a fallen metal can grasped his attention from where he kneeled in the back of the store.

“Who’s there?..!” The blonde boy called out, his hand drifted to the holster on his belt, the one holding his Smith and Wesson 10th model.

“C’mon..Show yourself.” He swallowed thickly, he wasn’t sure what to expect. a person? a zombie..? or maybe one of those monsters he found in Raccoon City. He threw a piece of trash near where he heard the first sound. Leon followed the noise, drawing his gun the closer he got to them. His eyes caught on the particular breathing figure near the entrance. “Are you...?” his voice caught in his throat for a moment, he let out a small grunt as he cleared his throat. “*ahem* Sorry. I’m Leon, Leon Kennedy.” He lowered his gun, returning it to the holder before wiping his hand off and offering it out for them to shake.