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Odd factors led him to believe something ominous has happened on the train resting on the tracks only a few meters away. As a rookie of the Raccoon Police department, it’s Leon’s job to investigate further- despite his lack of experience.
Aka Leon gets trapped on a train with a dark threatening figure on-board.
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17 Mar 2026
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This is not what Leon expected to happen when two Tyrants corner him.
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16 Mar 2026
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Leon gets himself stuck in a safe-house due to the fact that someone out there wants him dead. He’s not permitted to leave, go outside, or make any calls- which leaves the rookie frustrated and unhappy. He was quickly informed that a bodyguard would be arriving on behalf of the Umbrella Corporation in order to protect him in case he was discovered or gets himself in danger. Little did he know this bodyguard would be so eerie.
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15 Mar 2026
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The locker room was clouded by the steamy haze making it hard for Leon to see very far. The floor was damp and slick from the spill over, the leaky drip of faucets broke the tentative silence as he breathed in the clinging humidity of the evening. It stuck to every part of him as his wet hair plastered to the side of his face.
As he tied his laces, the cold air shifted as the heavy familiar thump of approaching footsteps caused a whole new shiver to trail down the curve of his spine. They pressed heavily upon the tile floor sending vibrations through the seat of the wooden bench he was resting on. Through the moist shroud that had come over the open space, giving off the false impression of claustrophobia with the thickness of the humidity in the air, Leon could make out the shadowy approach of the towering figure. However, Leon felt no fear in its presence. Smiling softly in greeting, he craned his head up to address the behemoth of a bioweapon. His voice dripped with mirth as it broke the stagnant silence.
“Ty, what are you doing here so late?” The large man reached a hand out to brush over the lightly dripping locks of Leon's messy hair.
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13 Mar 2026
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The very first thing he could remember was white.
That was the furthest back his memories went, wiped away like a mirror after a shower. There were…Remnants. Fragments of something else, some other memories, but they clung to the surface for bare seconds before dissipating. He remembered white and he remembered faces with open mouths and bright teeth. Sounds he couldn’t comprehend; sounds he couldn’t make sense of.
A language he could not understand.
Poking and prodding and pain. Scents he could not chase after, that made his teeth ache with a memory of something. The urge to reach out and hold onto the source of them was tamped down by the straps holding him in place.
Pheromones so rarely hit him in that white place. He did not remember anything but the white place and the scentless void that it became.
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- Part 4 of The Urges We Live With
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13 Mar 2026