Lust, Love, and Luck.

An RE4 fanfic.

By Darksteel.

Authors note: This is a play through fanfic. IE im writing this as i go along, chronicling my adventures. Also, i suck at spelling. More importantly, this is my 2nd fan fic being hastur. Please read it, and review it.

Special agent Leon Kennedy was bored. Flying through the air on a Boeing 747 wasn't very fun for the agent, Not by a long shot. Listening to the baby next to him, imagining throwing the baby out the window, This was simply not enough to keep him entertained. He decided to listen to the music, but this, again, was not enough. He decided to be decisive, picked up the baby, and said, n a quiet tone, "Would you please, shut the fuck up". The baby complied. Handing the baby back to the woman, His com link began busing. The nearby waitress was about to complain and tell him to turn it off when he flashed his badge at her. With a sigh, He answered the call.

"This is Leon, the person you called"

Leon, Where are you" came the reply.

"Vacation, its where i wanna be."

"to bad, we have a mission for you. The president's daughter is missing. And the guy we sent is awol."

"well no Duh, he was a pacifist"

"He was highly qualified"

"He also knew nothing about guns"

"The president Hand picked him."

"Holy fuck America is SCREWED"

"Enough with the small talk. Where are you"

"I'm on a flight to Europe right now. I Heard there was some sort of thing going on in Amsterdam."

"Please tell me your not going to get high on this mission."

"What, me?"

"This is serious Leon, the president's daughter is missing. We have dispatched all agents"

"So im just a sweep?"

"Yes, to put it bluntly"

"wow, im honored. So where is she suspected"

"everywhere, no one has a clue where she is. Theres a slight chance she might be in Spain, so were sending you there"

"Where was she last seen"

"Germany, getting drunk"

"Why cant i go to Germany?"

"Because we don't know where she is"

"Fine, ill go. Do i get any backup"

"No, this is a low chance mission. You'll get an escort"

"Wow, im honored. Can i bring a hooker?"

"NO. For the love of god-"

"I'm Buddhist"

"I don't care, NO HOOKERS"

"Fine. So let me guess, you have a plane waiting for me at the Netherlands?"

"Yes, ETA is about 10 min"

"Holy fuck, you broke logic!"

"Its a new plane"

"I don't care, you fucking broke logic"

"..."

"Fine, fine, Do i get any handguns?"

"Yes, a hand gun. Only 10 shots though. Your going into a rural Spanish village. A Shotgun would be like saying I'm American, ready to spread freedom!"

"Wow Hunningham, its like you don't trust me"

"Haha. Try not to start a war"

"I'll try"

Leon Turned off his com link. He bag wondering why the woman next to him was yelling, He decided to take a nap, and get some precious sleep before this mission. Sleep was good. He had dent slept in 3 days. From cleaning his apartment, training the roaches who live there to defend it ( They were remarkably good at manipulating the controls of the sentry placement) and trying to rid himself of his pron addiction. Apically the bi addiction. That was particularly bad. He wondered about the roaches, and how they were doing. Falling into sleep, a new song turned on. Piano music, followed by a good beat. Leon listened to the song as he drifted into sleep

"look. If you had. One shot. One opportunity. To sacrifice everything you ever wanted. Would you go after it, or just let it slip"