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"Saving Leon Kennedy"A Resident evil fanfic based on Blitz fox's "Saving Leon Kennedy" youtube video.
Characters: Agent Ted Renard, Agent Leon Kennedy, 4 agents, Ashley Graham, Rebecca Chambers, Agent Ingrid Hunnigan
Leon escaped from a Tricell facility carrying a case and bolted toward the forest surrounding the facility. He hid in a forest trying to avoid being seen by a helicopter flying overhead. While moving through the forest trying not to be seen, he decided to hide the case just in case he was caught. Eventually he made it back to his hotel room only to collapse on the floor.
Ashley is worried about Leon Kennedy when he doesn't appear at her twenty first birthday party. Two hours passed by and Leon still didn't show up. She went to ask Ingrid if she knows where Leon is, followed by four agents. Ingrid Hunnigan is in the security office bored from watching monitors and spins around on a chair to kill time. Ashley Graham walks into the security office while the agents wait outside. I
Belly of the beastUpon hearing a loud yelling, Claire grabbed Sherry's hand and ran until they were stopped by a raging current. Claire tossed her shotgun and police radio across the current.
"Sherry climb on to my back. The current looks safe enough to walk across as long as I keep hold of those bars."
She carefully climbed into the current, keeping a tight grip on the bars lining the sewer tunnel while walking across. She made it halfway across the culvert, only to have the current pull Sherry off her back, sweeping her out of Claire's view. She pushed her way through the sewage water and pulled herself out onto the other side. Claire looked around to see if anything had been following them, then called out to Sherry.
"Sherry can you hear me?"
She heard Sherry yelling in the distance.
"Stay where you are! I'll find you!"
She heard footsteps behind her and turned around, glad to see another police officer walking toward her. Claire ran toward him, hoping to get help to search for Sherry. She immediatel
SweepAs soon as he stepped into the open field, he slung the minesweeper from his shoulder and pointed its nose to the ground. It was old, worn and heavy, and old and rough, calloused and breaking, and old. The metal between his hands was cold and chilled his fingers. If he was not careful he could step on the very mines he was trying to find. They would have to pick up the pieces of his body and to send the tags home where his wife would cry and hold his son and daughter close with nothing to show them of their father but a piece of metal engraved with "Ajeet Singh".
One sweep, than another.
This war had taught him to never trust open spaces. Open spaces were where the mines were planted, where Prets lay in wait. France was green and damp just like the uniform he wore. It had been days since he was separated from his unit, and now the Allies were breathing on his neck, searching for POW’s, searching for the enemy of which he was one. &
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