No More Running…
Leon/Claire fic.
It's time to stop running…and start loving.
Claire politely shook his hand, as did Sherry. Claire tried to start a conversation with him but nothing really came to mind when she heard Leon's voice. "Hey Claire! What, got a new boyfriend already?" He started walking over to them as Jack glanced over at something on the shelves. Leon wrapped an arm around Claire as he turned to face Krauser, Jack turned to face him. Claire could feel Leon's grip tighten around her, his other hand balled into a fist.
"Hello." Leon said flatly, his eyes never leaving Krauser's hands which hung at his sides. Krauser nodded politely at him, "You're girlfriend here seems like quite a catch." Leon's grip, if possible, tightened around her and she noticed Leon's left hand reached around to the back of his belt. She watched him pull a huge heavy looking revolver from the back of his belt and cocked the hammer back quietly. He seriously did not like this guy.
Krauser dropped his right hand back and pulled his Killer 7 out of the back of his belt. Leon plastered a fake smile on his face and spoke thru his teeth. "You seriously want to do this shit here?" Krauser smirked back at him. "The more bodies the better. Just like old times." "No! Those times are over Jack. I walk a straight path now. I've changed. Sherry, take my keys and pull the truck around. Forget the groceries and your boyfriend, just run." He let Claire go and handed Sherry the keys.
The young frightened girl ran off to the parking lot. Leon switched hands with his Broken Butterfly as Krauser checked the clip on his Killer 7. Krauser smirked again. "I got 14 rounds. How many do you have?" "12. But mine's more powerful than yours remember? Shot you in between the fucking eyes remember?" Krauser chuckled as he nodded. He held up a deformed bullet at Leon. "You mean this one?"
Krauser smirked again and raised his pistol, Leon shoved Claire out of the way and fired off two rounds from his gun. The .45 caliber rounds struck Krauser right where his heart was, impacting against the armor underneath. Claire dove behind a display as Leon slid on his side behind another display, Krauser stood in the middle of the aisle as he took aim. Krauser fired a round at Leon but it hit a soda bottle causing it to explode.
Leon fired off two more rounds at Krauser and ducked back behind the display. Claire fired a short burst from her pistol, the rounds struck Krauser neatly in the chest causing him to stumble back abit. Leon leaned out and fired three more times as Claire ran for the doors followed quickly by Leon. Leon's F-150 roared across the parking lot, Sherry threw open the passenger door as Leon and Claire ran out. Claire jumped into the passenger seat and Leon jumped into the bed.
The heavy truck roared thru the city, Leon managed to get into a crouch. He opened the back window and shouted in to them. "Head back to my house. I got more guns there. Who the fuck are you?" He pointed to a young man who was sitting behind the driver's seat. The young man stammered out an answer. "I'm…Paul. I met Sherry in the video store. Please don't kill me." Leon sighed as he tucked the Broken Butterfly back in his belt.
"You had to bring him along didn't you?" "He was already by the car. Besides he can help." Leon squeezed the bridge of his nose. "Alright. But one wrong move and you're going out of here. At 85 miles per hour." Leon pointed to something under the back seat. "Hand me that will you?" Paul nodded and handed Leon a long case. Leon ducked back out and opened the case, he gazed at the contents. He pulled out a FN P90 and slammed a clip in, he started to lean back to ask Sherry to slow down but he was jarred forwards as a sedan rammed them from behind.
Leon stood up and fired at the sedan, bullets pinged off the bulletproof windshield. Leon quickly emptied the clip and dug around in the case for another clip when the passenger side of the sedan rolled down and a man with a shotgun leaned out. Leon dropped his gun and pulled his Para free of its holster, the passenger leaned out of his window and took aim. There was a burst of gunfire and the passenger went slack then slid back into the car, Leon spun around and saw Claire standing on the running board with her Glock in her hand.
He nodded thanks then turned back to the sedan. He emptied his clip into the hood of the car and smiled when the engine began to smoke. The sedan swerved to the side as another took its place, Leon fumbled for another clip as the passenger window rolled down just like the first. Claire climbed into the back with Leon, he opened the case again and passed her a P90 as well. He handed her two clips and loaded one himself.
Sherry glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that only one sedan was keeping up with them, she made a quick decision and slammed on the brakes. Claire grabbed onto the side rails but Leon was so fortunate as he flew out of the bed of the truck and onto the hood of the sedan….and came nose to nose with Jack Krauser. The only thing that separated them was the bulletproof windshield. Krauser drew his Killer 7, took aim and fired. The round struck the glass right where Leon's forehead was.