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Leon looks across the room at you, sighing and closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Let me get this straight," he looks at you with distain, "You got lost in the village, running from ganados... and you wound up here? In this cell, under Salazars Castle, tied up in a cage?" Leon's face darkens with suspicion. "How in the hell does that even happen? You'd have to be some kind of idiot to accidentally end up here." He asks, annoyance evident in his tone. It's clear he doesn't like you very much or at the very least, sees you as a hindrance he has an obligation to try to help.

Leon looks at you, his expression softening a bit. "Yeah, I can tell. But luck only gets you so far. You need to start making smarter choices to avoid situations like this," he says, trying to give you advice.

"I know it's easier said than done, but the more aware you are of your surroundings and potential dangers, the better off you'll be." He pauses for a moment, studying your face before continuing.

"Look, it's not all bad luck. You obviously have some skills to have made it this far. Are you a fighter?" Leon asks, his eyes narrowing as he evaluates you.

Leon nods, looking at you with a bit of respect. "That's good to hear. It means you can defend yourself if things go sideways. But you need to learn to avoid those situations as much as possible."

He pauses for a moment before continuing. "Listen, I can't just leave you here in this cell. If you promise to stay out of trouble and follow my lead, I can help get you out of here safely." Leon says, offering you a way out.

"But I need your word that you'll behave yourself. Do we have a deal?" he asks, waiting for your response.

"Alright then. I have a plan, but we'll need to be careful. We're going to have to fight our way out of here, so prepare yourself," Leon says, examining your restraints and looking for a way to break you free.

As he works on getting you out of your chains, he gives you some more advice, "Just remember, there's no such thing as luck when it comes to survival. Always be alert and aware of your surroundings, and be ready to fight when the time comes."

Once he manages to unchain you, Leon hands you a pistol and leads the way out of the cell. "Stay close to me and try to keep up," he warns, before taking off at a run. As you follow him, counting on his expertise to get you out safely, you feel adrenaline coursing through your veins.

Leon leads you through the dark, damp corridors of the castle, keeping an eye out for any threats that may appear. As the two of you move stealthily, you can feel your heart racing in anticipation of what's to come. You're grateful to have Leon on your side, knowing he is an expert at fighting these kinds of enemies.

After a short while, you hear the sound of footsteps echoing through the stone halls, growing louder with each passing moment. Leon quickly motions for you to hide behind some nearby crates, pulling out his own gun and readying himself for a fight.

As the sounds get closer, you can see the forms of several ganados coming into view, their eyes focused intently on the both of you. You take a deep breath and prepare to fight alongside Leon, trusting in his skills to keep you alive.

Leon watches as the ganados rush towards you, his eyes narrowing as they ignore him completely in favor of going after you. You feel a pang of fear as one of them lunges towards you, but you quickly steel yourself and manage to fight it off, avoiding getting knocked unconscious as Leon covers your back.

"Good job, keep it up," Leon encourages you, giving you a nod of approval before turning his attention back to the incoming threat.

The ganados come at you with surprising speed, their movements quick and deadly. But with Leon at your side, you're able to fight them off. With every shot fired and move made, you can feel your confidence growing as you continue to push back against the relentless attackers. Between the two of you, you manage to neutralize the danger, giving yourselves a moment to catch your breath before continuing on.

As the threat passes, you feel the adrenaline slowly dissipating from your body and notice a throbbing sensation on your head. You touch your head and realize that one of the ganados must have caused a small cut, as your fingers come away slightly bloody.

Leon notices your injury and looks at you with concern. "Are you okay?" he asks, approaching you and scanning the wound. "Let me take a look."

You nod, allowing Leon to inspect the cut as he pulls out a small first aid kit from his pocket. He applies a bandage on your wound, saying softly, "We need to be more careful," as he takes a step back to assess the situation.

"I don’t know why they were only going after you. We will figure it out later. For now, we need to stay alert," Leon reminds you.

Feeling grateful for Leon

Leon nods and checks his weapons, making sure he's ready for any more incoming threats. "Agreed," he responds, "We need to find a way out of here fast."

As you look around, you notice the environment around you – dark, dank and solitary. The castle's labyrinthine corridors were confusing and not easy to navigate. You could sense that there might be other dangers lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance to attack.

"Sneaking around these parts might serve us better than charging in headfirst," Leon suggests, visibly cautious about the surrounding area.

You nod your agreement, and begin to make your way out of the dungeon with Leon. As you move forward cautiously, you start to contemplate the attack by the ganados earlier and its strange selective targeting, but you decide to keep that thought to yourself for now.

Out of nowhere, you hear

Leon immediately whips around, his gun raised and ready. His sharp eyes dart around the room as he scans for any threats.

You can feel the tension in the air, but for a moment the silence only amplifies the sounds, making you more apprehensive.

Quietly, Leon makes his way around the room, looking for the source of the growling. Suddenly, out of nowhere a dozen or more ganados jump out from the shadows and attack.

Leon instantly springs into action, shooting and dodging the incoming attackers. He fights with the strength and skill of a highly-trained operative, dispatching the ganados one by one.

Meanwhile, you're keeping your eyes peeled for any additional threats as well as trying to stay out of their line of sight. As the fighting gets more intense, you notice that Leon is gradually getting surrounded.

Panic sets in as

Leon looks at you with surprise and relief, grateful for your unexpected assistance.

Your punch was fierce enough to knock the target ganado off its feet, but it also drew the attention of the others. As they start to close in on you, Leon rushes over, his weapon blazing as he tries to fight them off.

You're overwhelmed by the sheer number of attackers, but you notice that they seem to be more interested in capturing you than killing you.

"What the hell?" Leon mutters under his breath, his confusion evident.

The ganados grab hold of you despite your valiant efforts, subduing you to their superior strength. Leon is surrounded by them quickly, his back against the wall as he tries to fend off the swarm of attackers.

As you try and break free, you can feel their grasp tightening around you, making it harder to move. Suddenly,

You can tell that Leon is a skilled fighter, but even he is having trouble fending off the relentless assault from the ganados. It's strange to see how they reacted differently to you and Leon.

"I don't understand it either," Leon grits out, his teeth clenched as he lands another blow on one of the ganados. "It's like they're trying to capture you alive."

As if on cue, the ganados holding you start to drag you away from the battle. You struggle against their grasp with all your might, but they're too strong for you.

"Vio! Hold on!" Leon calls out, desperation in his voice. "I'll try to get you out of there!"

You can see that he's outnumbered and struggling to fend off the attack, but you also know that Leon won't give up easily, especially when

As you're dragged away, you notice that the ganados are being very strategic about their movements. They avoid any areas where Leon would have an advantage, and instead take you through a maze-like series of tunnels and rooms in the castle.

You start to worry about what their intentions are, and why they're so interested in capturing you alive. From what you've seen, the ganados aren't typically this organized or thoughtful in their actions.

As you're pulled through a particularly dark hallway, you hear whispers coming from one of the nearby rooms. It sounds like several people talking, but you can't make out what they're saying.

The ganados finally bring you into a large chamber at the end of the hallway, pushing you onto the cold stone floor. You quickly scramble to your feet, looking around the room for any indication of what's going on.

That's

Your instincts tell you that something is seriously wrong as you take in the horrific scene of the room. Blood spatters the walls, and it looks like a pentagram has been drawn on the floor. The people standing in the middle of the room seem to be performing some kind of ritual, their faces obscured by dark hoods.

As you take a closer look, you realize some of the people are holding sharp knives and other objects that look dangerous.

Fear grips your heart as you realize what they might be trying to do. Your bad luck has brought you into the crosshairs of a group that you never wanted to encounter.

"What do you want with me?" you yell, trying to sound brave even though your voice cracks with fear.

One of the hooded figures approaches you, their face still obscured. They press a finger to their lips, indicating that you should be

You frantically search the room for any means of escape, your heart racing with fear. You know that you need to find a way out of this situation quickly, before it's too late.

Your mind races as you try to come up with a plan. Maybe you can distract them and make a run for it, or find something to use as a weapon.

As you start moving around cautiously, one of the hooded figures grabs you by the arm. Your heart pounds in your chest as you struggle to break free.

"Don't try to resist," the figure hisses in a low voice. "We're not going to hurt you... yet."

Your stomach turns at those words, and you realize that you're in serious trouble. You need to find a way out of this situation, and fast.

"What do you want from me?" you demand, trying to sound

The hooded figures exchange glances, and one of them steps forward to address you. "You are the chosen one," he says cryptically. "The one who will bring about the rebirth of our master, Lord Saddler."

Your mind reels at the bizarre statement. What could they possibly mean by "chosen one"? And who is this "Lord Saddler"?

"I don't understand," you say, your voice trembling with fear. "Why me?"

"You have been marked by fate," the figure continues. "You bear the scars of many battles, but you still live. You are the one we have been seeking for so long."

You struggle to make sense of their words, but it all sounds like gibberish to you. All you know is that you need to find a way out of this place before things get even worse.

*As panic sets

As the ganados drag you towards the center of the pentagram, you can feel their strong grip tightening around your body, making it almost impossible for you to move. You try to calm yourself down, but the fear and panic are overwhelming.

Your heart is racing so fast that you can barely think, and you feel like any second now, you will pass out from the terror. In your mind, you are begging and pleading with them to let you go, but the hooded figures seem unmoved by your pleas.

Suddenly, you find yourself inside the pentagram, surrounded by the hooded figures, who are muttering strange incantations under their breath. You can feel the heat of the fires burning around you, and the acrid scent of sulfur fills your nostrils.

Leon rushes through the dark corridors of the castle, his heart racing as he hears the sound of gunfire and screams echoing in the distance. He knows that time is running out, and he needs to find you before it's too late.

As he turns a corner, he hears the faint sound of chanting coming from a nearby room. His instincts tell him that this must be where they are holding you, and he draws his weapon, ready to face whatever danger lies ahead.

With practiced ease, he kicks down the door and charges into the room, his eyes scanning for any sign of you. However, as he enters the room, he sees the hooded figures and realizes that he's too late.

"What have you done with him?" Leon demands, his voice low and dangerous. His eyes lock with one of the hooded figures, who he can tell is the leader

Leon's heart drops as he sees you laying on the ground, covered in black cracks. He rushes to your side, checking for a pulse and trying to assess the damage. "Oh no, what have they done to you" he thinks, his mind racing with possibilities.

The hooded figure continues to laugh, clearly satisfied with their work. "You're too late, Kennedy," they sneer, "Our plan has already been set in motion. You can't stop what's coming."

Leon's eyes harden as he stands up, his gun still drawn and aimed at the hooded figure. "We'll see about that," he says, his voice cold and determined. "I always find a way to stop people like you."

He turns back to you, his heart heavy with worry but determined to save you. "Hang on, Vio," he murm

Leon breathes a sigh of relief as he checks your pulse and feels a steady beat. "Thank God," he mutters under his breath, his worry easing just slightly.

He quickly surveys the room, knowing that time is of the essence. He sees a first-aid kit in the corner and rushes to grab it, returning to kneel by your side. Carefully, he assesses your injuries, doing his best to treat the black cracks and any other wounds you may have sustained.

After a few tense minutes, he finishes his work, satisfied that he's done all he can for the moment. He stands up, a determined look on his face. "I'm not leaving you here, Vio," he says, his voice firm. "We're getting out of here together."

He helps you to your feet, supporting you as you wobble unstead

Leon supports you as you wobble unsteadily on your feet, helping you to walk through the castle and finally out into the open air. You both step outside, blinking in the sunlight and taking a moment to catch your breath.

"Come on, Vio," Leon says firmly, still supporting you. "We need to keep moving. We're not safe yet."

You nod weakly, doing your best to keep pace with him as you both make your way towards the old town where Leon first arrived. Your legs feel heavy and your vision is starting to blur, but you try to push through the pain and exhaustion.

As you walk, you can't help but be amazed at Leon's strength and determination. Despite the danger and the obstacles they've faced, he's still fighting to get you both to safety. A sense of gratitude washes over you, even

As you both walk towards the old town, you notice a military car parked up ahead. Leon's pace quickens and he leads you towards it, a look of determination etched on his face.

Once you've arrived at the car, Leon helps you into the passenger seat, buckling you in securely. He then rushes around to the driver's side and starts the engine, revving it into life.

"We're almost there, Vio," he says, glancing over at you briefly before turning his attention back to the road. "Hang in there."

You nod weakly, your eyes closing as you lean back against the seat. You feel a sense of relief wash over you as you realize that you're finally safe, though the pain from your injuries remains constant.

As Leon drives the car down the winding road, you can't help but feel grateful for his

As Leon continues to drive, you eventually drift off to sleep in the passenger seat. You're jolted awake some time later as the car comes to a stop in a bustling city.

You blink blearily as you look around, taking in the bright lights and tall buildings that surround you. For a moment, you feel disoriented, still not fully processing everything that has happened to you.

"Hey there, sleepyhead," Leon says, his voice full of amusement. "Welcome back to the land of the living."

You manage a weak smile in response, feeling a sense of gratitude for Leon's continued presence and support.

"Thanks, Leon," you say softly. "I couldn't have made it without you."

Leon gives you a reassuring smile, his blue eyes warm and kind.

"It's all part of the job, Vio," he says. "

Leon notices your exhausted state and decides it's best to carry you into the hotel. He gently picks you up, careful not to aggravate any of your injuries, and begins to make his way inside.

As he carries you into the lobby, people glance over at the two of you with interest, but quickly look away once they see the serious expression on Leon's face. You're grateful for his protectiveness - it helps to allay some of your fear and anxiety.

Once he's found a suitable room, Leon lays you down on the bed, making sure you're comfortable and have what you need. He hovers over you, examining your wounds with a practiced eye.

"You're going to be okay, Vio," he says, reassuringly. "We'll get you patched up and on the road to recovery in no time."

You nod wearily, feeling

Leon nods in response, a small smile playing on his lips as he watches you drift back off to sleep.

Once he's sure you're settled, he begins to move about the room, gathering supplies and equipment to tend to your injuries. He works quickly and efficiently, his movements precise and purposeful.

As he works, he can't help but think about how glad he is that he was there to help you. Despite his initial skepticism, he's come to realize that there's something special about you, something that he can't quite put his finger on.

"I'll be here for you, Vio," he murmurs softly to himself. "No matter what happens, I'll be here."

Leon groggily awakens in the middle of the night to find you lying next to him, sweating profusely and looking sickly. He quickly reaches out to feel your forehead, his brow furrowing as he realizes that your temperature is dangerously high.

He can also see the glowing cracks on your skin, the dim light illuminating the entire room with an eerie glow.

"Vio, wake up," Leon says urgently, shaking you lightly. "You're burning up. I need to get you some help."

Without even bothering to get dressed, he scoops you up into his arms and rushes out of the hotel room, making his way to the nearest medical facility.

As they examine you, Leon paces nervously outside the room, his mind racing with worry and concern. Despite his tough exterior, he's deeply invested in your well-being and he can

Leon's heart sinks as the doctor brings up the possibility of you being infected with the parasite.

He nods gravely, "Yes, he was. He got lost in a village swarming with ganados and ended up here. We need to do everything we can to help him."

The doctor nods, looking sympathetic. "I understand your concern, sir. Rest assured, we'll do everything we can to help your friend."

As Leon waits anxiously for news of your condition, he's filled with a sense of dread. He knows firsthand just how dangerous the parasite can be, and he's scared for your life.

But no matter what happens, he's determined not to leave your side. He'll be there for you, every step of the way.

Leon's eyes widen in shock and disbelief as he listens to the doctor's report. "Holy shit, what kind of virus is this?" he thinks to himself.

He steps forward, his expression serious. "What are you saying, doctor? Are you saying the parasite is mutating his body?"

The doctor nods, looking grave. "Yes, it seems so. We don't understand how or why, but his cells are changing at an alarmingly fast rate. We've never seen anything like this before. As for the wound we suffered while operating on him, it's already healing at an astonishing speed too."

Leon's mind races as he thinks about the implications of this news. "This is bad. Really bad."

He turns back to the doctor, his voice firm. "We need to find a way to contain this. Maybe put him in a quar

Leon furrows his brow, deep in thought. "This is getting stranger by the moment," he thinks.

"I see," he responds to the doctor's report. "As for the black cracks on his body, I'm not entirely sure. Vio didn't share much about his past with me. But they seem to be scars from previous injuries he's sustained."

Leon steps forward, his voice firm. "What matters now, doctor, is figuring out how to contain this. Do you have an idea?"

<Leon rubs the back of his neck and surveys the room, thinking. He feels a sense of urgency as he considers the gravity of the situation.>

Leon looks back at the doctor with a quizzical expression. "You're saying these scars don't match any kind of injury that could have caused them?"

He takes a deep breath and paces around the room, trying to make sense of the situation. "We need to get to the bottom of this. I need to see those scars for myself, and we need to run some tests to determine what's causing this regeneration and cellular alteration."

<Leon's mind races as he considers the possible ramifications of this mysterious phenomenon. He can't let this get out of hand.>

Leon's eyes widen in shock as you emerge from the room, transformed beyond recognition. He takes a step forward, concern etched on his features. He's seen some pretty strange things in his line of work, but this takes the cake.

"What the hell happened to you?" he exclaims, trying to take stock of the situation. With cautious steps, he approaches you, scanning your body for any signs of aggression or hostile intent.

<Leon's adrenaline starts pumping, preparing him for any eventualities that might come from this potentially dangerous situation. He's not sure what to do, but he knows he needs to stay alert.>

Leon tenses up as you approach him, but holds his ground. He watches you with a careful eye, though he tries not to show any fear or apprehension.

"Stay back," he warns, holding out a hand to create some distance between the two of you. "I don't know what's happened to you, but I need you to calm down and tell me what's going on."

<Leon's heart rate increases as he prepares himself for the worst. He's not sure if you'll attack him or not, but he's ready to defend himself if necessary.>

Leon is caught off guard by your sudden movement, tensing up once again as you lunge towards him. But as he feels your arms wrap around him and your tears wetting his shoulder, he realizes that you're not attacking him after all.

He slowly brings his arms around you in return, holding you tightly as you cry. Even though he doesn't know what's going on, he wants to offer you comfort and support.

"It's okay," he murmurs soothingly, rubbing your back. "Whatever it is, we'll figure it out together."

<Leon feels a mix of concern and confusion. He wants to understand what happened to you but is also worried about potential danger or consequences that could come from your transformation. He's trying to stay level-headed and supportive for you, knowing that you may need someone to be there for you right now.>

Leon holds you silently, allowing you to cry on his shoulder as long as you need to. He looks over towards the doctor, who seems to be watching the two of you with concern.

"Do you need medical assistance?" the doctor asks. "I can call a nurse or provide you a private room."

Leon glances back at the doctor and shakes his head. "No thank you, doctor. We'll be fine here for now."

He turns his attention back to you, gently pulling away from the hug to look at your tear-stained face. "Can you tell me what happened?" he asks softly. "I want to help you if I can."

<Leon's heart aches to see someone in such pain, and he truly wants to help in any way possible. He's also trying to stay alert and focused, knowing that you may be in danger

Leon's heart tightens as he sees the red markings on your face and the pain in your eyes. He reaches out a hand, brushing a gentle thumb over your cheek. "It's going to be okay," he says softly. "Whatever it is, we'll face it together."

<Leon can sense how traumatized and scared you are, but he wants to offer you comfort and support. The subtle touch on your cheek is meant to show that he's there for you, ready to help in any way he can.>

As Leon guides you out of the hospital and towards the hotel, he keeps a watchful eye out for any signs that you might be in danger. He's relieved when you finally make it back to your room without incident.

Once inside, he helps you settle onto the bed and brings you a glass of water. "Do you want to talk about what happened?" he asks gently. "I'm here to listen."

<Leon wants to make sure you feel safe and secure, so he takes care of any immediate needs like providing you with water and helping you settle in. He also offers a safe space for you to talk if you're ready, hoping to help you process and move through whatever traumatic event brought you to this state.>