Leon stood panting, his back up against the wall. He had lost Ashley again. Those damn Novistadors had stolen her. He had no clue where she was now. Salazar was leaving notes to his servants, so Leon had gathered enough information to know that she would soon be leaving the castle.
Luis was dead now as well. Leon cursed loudly. Things were getting out of hand. It was getting to be difficult to handle things. To add to the trouble, Saddler seemed to have quieted his movements, making things even more suspisous. A small thud called to Leon's attention, making him draw his gun. He peeked around the corner. Two of Salazar's robed servants were coming his way.
Leon quietly moved from his posistion and ducked into a doorway. He slid down, crouching and hiding into the shadows. He stilled his breath and waited for them to pass. As they did, he went unnoticed. He moved from his spot and pointed the gun at the left one. He pulled the trigger. The bullet buried it self in the
head of the servant and burst out the front, taking with brains and bits of skull.
The other servant turned to attack Leon. He lunged, but Leon moved out of the way. In a split second, Leon had the gun under the servants chin. With a faint smirk, he pulled the trigger once more. The ceiling became decorated in the ruby red liquid as the body fell to the floor. Leon quickly moved from the bloody sight. He knew others would be coming.
In a room on the other side of the castle, Saddler watched the whole scene. His new puppet was getting stronger. The plagas was taking over.
'Leon, you will make an excellent body guard.'Saddler thought to himself, a horrid grin arising on his features.