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He couldn’t save Luis. He almost lost Ashley multiple times… How could Leon be proud of himself after this? Conflicting thoughts swirled around in his head, as he rode off with Ashley in the ocean. …It just wasn’t right. What if there were other people who didn’t have las plagas on the island? All of them are dead. Whats worse, is that Luis didn’t get to have a proper burial. Leon looked towards his pocket. He still had Luis’ key—and his lighter. Turns out it wasn’t the cigarettes that killed him after all.
”Leon, are you okay?” Ashley asked, noticing he was being awfully quiet. “Contemplating life choices, like adults who have to pay taxes do.” Leon replied, putting on a smirk. The noise of a helicopter came closer, and both Leon and Ashley looked up. Ashley squinted, “Hey! Isn't that the woman from earlier?” Ashley said, pointing. “Sure is. It’s rude to point, you know.” Leon raised an eyebrow. When they got to the airport to go back to America, Leon had gotten back in that mood. An airport person, along with an FBI agent came up to them. “I see you rescued the girl successfully.” The agent said. Leon just nodded.
On the private jet, Ashley had gone to sleep. Leon was still awake. Still on alert when he didn’t need to be. He couldn’t believe Umbrella was in Spain, too. That makes you wonder where else they have their little laboratories. Leon took out the Los Illuminados pendant he got from Luis’s lab and examined it. He hadn’t sold it to that Australian dude, because it was Luis’s. It held too much sentimental value. God, he missed that dude. At least Krauser was dead. All those people, gone because of Saddler.
He almost wanted to cry. He stopped himself— men don’t cry… He put the pendant back in his pocket. Why does all of this happen to him? Why is this happening at all… Why was Ada even there? He didn’t ask her, but he had a feeling…But
People can change…
Right?
Crap. Leon woke up in a cold sweat, sitting straight up. Luis was…Right beside him. Ashley wasn’t. Were they…underground still? No… Had Luis fought Krauser himself? Or did Krauser just not come out, because Leon wasn’t awake? Had Luis carried him all the way to the surface? “Oye’ Sancho. You’re awake and conscious?” Luis asked. Leon nodded slowly. “What happened.” Leon said, clearing his throat and stiffening up again. He couldn’t show any weakness. “You had one of those hallucinations. You know, started acting crazy, and then passed out.” Luis replied. Leon nodded. Okay. There wasn’t anymore time to waste, they had to save Ashley, quick.