Leon S. Kennedy
I choked a little on the hospital room's lovely scent of piss and Clorox since my senses have been heighten by the several instances in my life that all started with Raccoon City and have now ended with this bullshit!
The room was bare except for the basic doctor materials like some cotton swabs, gauze, a couple of chairs, and the doctor's chair where my good friend Chris Redfield sat staring at a cover of some scandalous magazine that could easily be for men. Laying on my back with one leg popped up on to a pillow and an ice bag over it, compliments a overly flirtatious male nurse, I grunted at my friend for more pain killers which he more than readily gave me (probably since I choked him for not giving them to me fast enough.)
You think that seeing as I have saved countless live (maybe even the whole frickin' world!) karma would be a little bit nicer, but you have not considered what I am blaming all this crap on; the classic Kennedy luck.
It screwed over my great-great-great grandfather who came to America to escape the loan sharks from Ireland over his inability to pay back loans for his potato crops (due to a curse placed on him by his first wife.) Then it went on to screw my great-great who lived in America successively off of his many dealings in farming only to find out that his wife bore him ten beautiful children and only two were his! Not one to stop at the two first name-givers, the curse went on to steam roll my poor grandfather who came last in the will so he got the shitty land that he passed onto my father who couldn't stay sober long enough to grow a brain cell let alone crops.
With luck like that how could I continue on to think I had escaped the fate?
We had been practicing at the BSAA headquarters when suddenly I had felt a little bit of a tug on my leg, I shook to off as I mildly pinched nerve. Later on, after crawling a basic obstacles it got worse and worse I noticed to went from pinch to burning sensation but the testosterone was raging so I kept going. It was at the climbing wall of the wall that it happened. I gotten to the very top and reached up to grab it when suddenly the worst pain I had ever felt ripped trough my whole leg causing me to let go and fall on the ground. In the dirt I gasped for breath at the pain that shook my system as well as the air that left my lungs violently.
Now, I was laying in a hospital room listening to one of my closet companions whistling at a women's' magazine, not what I excepted out of my Friday.