Hey, there, this is my first Resident Evil fanfiction. I am really excited about it. I am a huge fan of the series and my favorite character is Leon. Why? Well... Just look at him, what is there more to say? He is gorgeous, but that's not it. He is caring, loves his job and protecting people. Plus is very skilled... I could go on and on, but I made my point and I know you agree.
I am not a huge fan of Ada, so don't expect him to suddenly marry her or anything like that, not going to happen. I think he deserves someone who truly cares and love him. But anyway, I just think he needs someone in his life so I am giving him someone. No one deserves to die alone, right? Except for Wesker, maybe.
So, I do not own Resident Evil or its character, but that won't stop me from trying to steal them! Just kidding. But my OC is mine!
Pleease, pretty pleease, review. It makes all writers really happy!
Enjoy!

Chapter I – Finally a mission

|Leon POV|

It has been one year and a few months since I got back from Spain, from my mission to rescue the president's daughter and since then I was repeatedly bothered by Ashley Graham. The worst part was… She convinced her father to put me protecting her day after day after day and after day and on and on and on… I was beginning to feel really tired; I am not a baby sitter.

The last break from this baby sitting job was when occurred the Harvardville Airport's incident a month ago, and I hadn't been on a mission since then.

Today had been unusual. Ashley was sick with flu so I had finally some time for myself. And every time I got alone the memories from my past came to haunt me. Raccoon City, Operation Javier, Spain, Krauser… Ada…

Ada was… I don't know how to describe… My thoughts begun wandering around things I've been with and because of her.

When I was suddenly pulled away from them as I heard the sound of a door closing a little too loudly.

It was already midnight and I was pretty sure everybody had gone home and I was alone left on the HQ. But that sound had wiped away that idea out of my mind.

In a reflex, I reached for the gun I always carried with me and slowly walked out of my office. The corridor was pitch dark and if it wasn't for the light coming out of the window, I probably wouldn't be able to see anything.

I walked slowly without making any noise that could cause me to be noticed, and when I turned around the corner, someone pumped into me. I heard the sound of something falling hard down to the ground.

Reacting instantly, I backed away and raised my gun to the person that was sitting on the ground. I couldn't see who it was, the only thing visual was the person's form, without lowering my gun, I reached out for the switch I knew was on my left.

The lights were on in the corridor again, and a girl was sitting on the floor, looking up at me. Lots of papers were scattered around and she wore the Federal Government uniform and it looked like it was at least two times bigger than her size.

Somehow, even with a gun pointed to her head, she didn't look scared, she just… Stared at me. I couldn't see the color of her eyes behind the glasses she was using, her black hair up in a messy bun.

I lowered my gun, feeling that there was no danger anymore and put in my leg holster.

"I am sorry, I didn't see you coming… I didn't know someone else was still here…" She said almost whispering, her voice was really soft, but firm.

"That's fine, it was my fault. I heard a sound and thought someone had broken in." I said while kneeling down and helping her gather her papers as she did the same.

"Thank you." She said after catching everything and getting up. She was shorter than me, like 5'2" (1,57m), she didn't use any makeup and looked really young.

"Again, I am sorry and thank you." And took off before I could even ask her name.

I looked dumbfounded to the direction that girl went. And thinking about it, I think I've been her before, but couldn't really remember where. Letting it go, I walked back to my office.

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After my encounter with that strange girl, I went back to my usual duties, just being a baby sitter and I kinda of hoped something would came up and I was sent to a mission for a mouth, or at least, and less creepily, was granted with some vacation.

"Leon! Are you listening?! I am talking to you!" Ashley yelled more annoyingly than never before. God, how she annoyed me.

"Sorry, what were you saying?" I asked blankly, trying to keep my calm.

We were walking around the White House while she talked about something endlessly and I had no clue of what it was. Was the Joanne interested in Gavin, who liked Julia, who liked Tom's subject again?

She was talking nonstop again and I was almost considering jumping out of the window and killing myself when a guard came our direction and stopped right in front of us.

"Mr. Kennedy, the president wants to see you." He said and I nodded, feeling really relieved. He took my place as Ashley's guard so I could go.

I made my way to the Presidential Office and knocked on the door, only to hear my boss telling me to come in. And I did.

President Graham was sitting on his desk, and in front of him was someone, the person's back turned at me, she he or she didn't look back to see who had just entered the room. I walked over to the desk and sat on the chair in front of it.

"How can I help you, sir?" I asked, not looking at the person at my side.

"Well, Mr. Kennedy, there has been an incident in Germany. A pharmaceutical facility was completely shut down, the police received a call asking for help from someone inside, but they couldn't get in. At 6 a.m. this morning the facility exploded and everyone inside died. This pharmaceutical company was being kept under surveillance by our personal and we believed they were conducting experiments involving bio-weapons."

I listened very carefully to every word the man in front of me said, absorbing every little bit of information. "I know you don't speak German, so that's why I assigned someone to help you." He motioned the person beside me.

I looked to the direction he pointed and it astonished me when I saw the girl from nights before right in front me. She just nodded her head slightly, as a greeting. I did the same.

"Mr. Kennedy, this Is Agent Samantha Wright. She is a polyglot and a hacker and I think these skills will come in hand. And, Miss Wright, I think you are familiar with the name Leon Scott Kennedy, after all he saved my daughter. Your plane will leave in one hour, don't be late."

I got up without a word and left his office, hearing the footsteps right behind me. She sure was silent and quiet. I heard her pick up her cellular and begin talking after seconds.

"I need a cab in the White House…" She muttered and I suddenly turned around. "I can take you." My voice sounded a little higher than I intended it to be and she looked at me surprised.

"Never mind." Wright hung up, the two of us staring at each other for seconds. "Thank you." She said before walking away again and this time I was the one following.

My car was parked not so far away and we reached it in minutes, I sat in the driver's seat and Wright sat in the passenger's.

The ride was silent and from the corner of my eyes I could see she was staring at the window. She didn't have her glasses on this time; I could see her eyes, they were a deep shade of gray with a few sparks of blue in it and they looked lost in thoughts.

In less than fifteen minutes we arrived in the HQ. Every agent knows they're supposed to have at least a bag with a few clothes and personal items on their offices. And obviously I had my bag ready already.

Knowing the risks that this mission could imply, I decided to pay a visit to our armory. One handgun, a TMP and lots of ammunition, I think that would be just enough for this mission. When I was about to leave, Wright walked into the room.

"Do you even know how to shoot?" I asked without thinking straight and I knew I would regret it later. She raised her eyebrow. "Want to be my practicing target?" I didn't know if she was joking, but I laughed to not let the mood tense between us and left.

We were at the HQ's airport in time, Wright carrying two backpacks that looked full and I was carrying my bag. The pilot entered the airplane and motioned us to go inside too and we did.

She sat far from me, reading over some files that were placed over our seats, it contained details from the Company we were investigating and the police's report from the explosion. They blamed it was a fire that forced the facility to shut down and explode.

Bull shit.

And from the sarcastic laugh I heard from Wright, I think she thought the same.

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My eyes opened when we landed, hours later, I was sore from sitting on that chair for so long and I hadn't slept much lately so I felt heavy.

Wright was immediately up when we landed, but I took my time to breathe and get up, we were out of the airplane in seconds, our stuff in hands.

I heard my phone ring and took it out of my pocket. It was Hunnigan. "Yes?" I said. She looked less serious than she did in the dangerous missions.

"We booked two rooms for you in a hotel, just tell the driver that is expecting you guys that you want to go there. That's it, Hunnigan out." And she disconnected.

Wright must have heard our conversation as she made her way to the only car near and took a seat on the backseat, I sat by her side. "Where to, agents?"

"The hotel." I said simply.

It was a thirty minutes ride from the airport to the hotel where we were staying, and we sat silently for most of it, except for the driver. I didn't pay attention to what he was saying, but then he looked back to the woman next to me.

"Aren't you a little young for being an agent, little miss?" I looked at her, but she was busy staring at the window next to her. "No." She just said shortly and we went back to silence.

It was a nice hotel. The receptionist greeted us with a smile and said something in German I couldn't figure out what, but Wright answered right away and she gave us two keys with numbers on it.

She held my key for a little longer before handing it to me; her smile was weird and looked like she was trying to flirt with me or something. Right next to me I heard Wright growl a bit and I looked at her just in time to see her rolling her eyes.

We didn't have much luggage so there was no need to the employee to carry them, we did it ourselves. The elevator took us to our floor, the sixth, and we made our way to our designed rooms, they were opposite to the other.

"It is pretty late, we should sleep for now and start our mission tomorrow morning." I said, looking at Wright's direction, she just nodded her head and opened the door to her room. "Goodnight." She said before entering.

I followed her actions and entered my own room. It was a nice room with a king sized bed, a coffee table with two chairs on the left and the bathroom on the right. Dropping my bag by the bed's feet, I let myself fall on the bed and drift quickly to sleep, but I knew it wouldn't last long, it never did.

Well, there it is. What do you think?
I don't recall ever writing a fanfic in POV ( point of view ) before. So I thought 'what the heck, lets try!'. And this is the beginning of it all.
Thank you so much for reading, please, again, review!