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Elbridge- A Few Minutes Earlier
A body found in an alleyway. Another Racoon City survivor found dead with the same black blotches as the rest. Leon had seen every one of those bodies, it gave him that feeling, that feeling he wouldn’t be spared the same fate. But he couldn’t focus on that now, now he had to figure out what was going on, more importantly- why it was going on. Leon had been doing these kinds of things forever, but he was getting older now. Being older didn’t mean he was any less capable than before, of course not. If anything he felt stronger, more skilled than before. Now he was apart of the D.S.O, an American led anti-bioterrisom agency. He wasn't a cop anymore, but he sometimes he still thinks about his time as one.
He remembered when he was just a rookie in the Police Department, all those years ago. And now he was training a rookie of his own, a rookie in the D.O.S. A guy named Max. Leon wasn’t the type to train a rookie, but something compelled him to train this one, maybe it was his determination, or the way he could see a bit of himself in Max. Max was funny, but he knew when he had to get serious. Leon appreciated that in him, even despite all he had been through, he did enjoy a bit of humor. Max was just 20 years old, young and sometimes reckless. Still, Max was mature, he knew that joking time wasn't all the time.
Leon stood there for a second, in his thoughts, before he turned around and started walking back to his Porsche. He and Sherry had tried to figure out the whole thing that was going on with Racoon City survivors and suddenly dying with that black stuff on them. They would have to keep searching, they wouldn’t stop until they knew what was going on. They did have a lead though, some guy named Victor Gideon. Sherry sent his last known location, Leon would have to do some digging. He made his way to the driver's side of the Porsche, opening the door and getting in. Max was waiting there for him, his computer open as he had been working on one of his beats while waiting for Leon. Max was amazing at making beats, he had made music for a game before(W Max). He saved his beats so they wouldn't delete and shut the computer, putting it down under his seat.
“You find anything out about that black stuff and how it’s connected to the people who’re dying?”
Leon closed the door behind him and started the car. “We know that they’re all Racoon City survivors.” He paused, “and someone named Victor Gideon has to do something with it, he's got ties to Umbrella, so we’re going to his last know location to see what we can find.” Leon started the engine and pulled out of the crime scene, driving onto the road. Max wanted to know whatever he could about this guy.
"Who is he? Know anything else about him besides "he's got ties to Umbrella?"" He asked, making sure his gun was fully loaded, you never know what they might encounter looking for this guy. He had a regular handgun, along with a Requiem of his own, it had a keychain of a little white poodle with pink fur on the tips of its ears, the top of its head, its hands, and its feet. It was a cute little dog plush, one he called Juno. It gave him a faster reload time which was always good to have.
"He's a former T-Virus researcher, he disappeared near where the fifth body was found. Sherry sent me the address, we're going down where the body was to see if we can find anything useful." Leon turned the wheel, following the directions to the address. He knew there was a chance they'd find nothing, but you had to take anything you could get in a situation like this. It took a hot minute to get to the location, along with some added time due to traffic. Slowly they got closer and closer to the place, until Leon had noticed something while they were sitting in the car. A tall man in a trench coat walked out of an alleyway, holding an unconscious woman over his shoulders like it was the most normal thing in the world. This had to be Gideon.
"You've got to be shitting me.." He muttered as he quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, gun in hand as he opened the door of the Porsche. "Max, lets go." He commanded, stepping out of the car. Max unbuckled his seatbelt as well, rushing out. He hadn't seen the guy yet, but he didn't question Leon yet.
"Leon, what's going on?" He asked, getting his gun in hand as he jumped out the car, quickly following Leon as he walked. Leon slowly walked through the street, trying to figure out if that was really Gideon. Max's gaze followed Leons, seeing the guy. The man turned to look at them, they looked right at each other. That confirmed it was Gideon. He kept walking, and a woman passed, her eyes stopping at Grace thrown over his shoulder.
The woman slowed her walking and stopped, "What's going on?" She asked, concerned as she begun to walk closer, "Is she okay?"
"Oh, she's fine." Gideon responded, his tone carried mock reassurance. "I'm just taking her home." He said, turning to her while he took out a gun from his coat and shot at her, not a bullet though, some kind of syringe. The woman fell to the floor, and he shot at a man walking towards the sidewalk, then another walking his way. Leon immediately sped up, trying to get to Gideon while Max followed close behind. Gideon kept walking, shooting more people as he passed. Each person fell, or panicked as they felt the injection through their bodies. They were infected. Leon and Max got to the sidewalk, pushing past people as they tried to get to Gideon. They walked down the sidewalk, it was getting harder to catch up to Gideon. They both stopped in their tracks as the woman from before ran up to a guy in front of them. The guy panicked as she threw herself onto him.
"Woa! Woa, woa, woa! Hey! What the hell lady!?" He yelled, confused as to what was going on.
"Help me!" she yelled, distressed, getting closer.
"Are you okay?" he asked, holding her up so she wouldn't fall, but she pushed them both down. "What're you doing!?" he asked confused, and she kissed him as black veins covered her face, she pulled away as her mouth went to his nose instead, biting down and ripping it off with her teeth. Blood gushed out from what was left on the area of his face. She dropped his nose out of her mouth, she looked dead, almost zombie like as her skin turned a dead pale-gray. She stood up gasping as it seemed as something had taken over her.
Max covered his mouth with his hand, "Oh- oh!" he exclaimed, his eyed widened as he watched the scene play out, then his brows furrowed as he took in the damage, he'd ever seen anything like that before face to face. He held up his handgun, pointing it at the woman. "Leon, Leon, Leon-" he said, looking between the woman and Leon. Leon held his own gun up, keeping his eyes on the woman, a hardened look on his face, the face of someone who's played these games before. The woman looked at the two, and Leon knew immediately to take her down. He shot at her and while she was still recovering from the shots, he kicked her and she flew at least a few feet away. Max was perplexed, he didn't even get to comment before Leon pushed forward.
The two shot as more people became infected. The infected came from left and right, it was almost too much. Leon had been through this before, just in a different scene. Max tried to stay close, but the two eventually parted ways. Max knew he had to get back to Leon, but these infected people just wouldn't let up. He continued walking through the streets, weaving past the infected. He tried to preserve some of his bullets, pushing people out of the way and using his knife every now and then. He was almost out of bullets, he knew he had the Requiem on him, but he'd never used it before. He was caught up in his thoughts about the Requiem, but even the second of distraction messed him uh. One of the infected grabbed his arm, their grip hard as they tried to bite him. Max took out the Requiem and aimed it at the infected person that was trying to bite him. With his finger on the trigger, he pulled as the gun made a loud- bang!