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Leon Kennedy was sitting in an office at a building that the government had relocated to after the bio terrorism attack on the white house. There was just something that a lot of people in the UBTPD (United Bio Terrorism Prevention Department) just didn't agree with about the new location of the base. IT WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WORST BIO TERRORISM OUT BREAK SO FAR! Leon and the others all agreed that this was the worst place to have the new base of operations. I mean, whose brilliant idea was it to have an important building in the middle of a war zone?

But that was currently beside the point. Leon had other things on his mind…

Hunnigan came around the corner to were Leon was sitting, caring a clipboard that was so full of paper work it looked like the clamp would break. Bad things like that were always happening to poor Hunnigan. She was a magnet for bad luck or anything that made her already stressful job harder. As she sat down next to Leon on the hallway bench, the pitiful clip bored crooked and the papers hit the floor.

"Darn it! Now I have to resort all of these papers before the meeting!"

"Need help, Hunnigan?"

"Please. I really would appreciate that, Leon."

Leon got up from his seat and helped her with the paper work. After several minutes, they finally managed to get all the papers. Then they both took their seats and Hunnigan began the process of resorting the paperwork. As she did, she would momentarily pause several times and set something aside; possibly categorize something.

"We just got some reinforcements. You…go home and get some sleep. You've earned it."

"Are you sure about that, Hunnigan?"

"Yes, Leon. Go Home and sleep. Be normal for once! No one likes work as much as much as you!"

"I wouldn't say that I LOVE my work…but, ok. I'll go home, k?"

"Good…now get out of here! Stop delaying me. I have a meeting to go to."

Leon got up and waved to her. Then he walked out the building and got into his car. As he drived up the street to the air port, he couldn't help but think that something just wasn't right about that conversation. Why was Hunnigan in such a darn hurry to get me to leave? Something just isn't right…I need to keep my guard up.

3 hours later…

After a ton of delays at the air port due to having to cheek all the luggage to make sure that no one had anything with them that could cause a bio terrorism incident, they had finally let Leon off the plain. He had not been too happy about how long it had all taken. And, to make it worse, it was freezing outside the whole time. Now, after that whole ordeal, all he wanted to do was go back to his house and go to bed.

It was about 11:00pm now. He walked up the street quickly, wanting to get home before it got any later. As he hurried along, he couldn't help but think that it was weird that he was the only one outside especially because he was in NEW YORK. I mean, since when is it quiet in NEW YORK? Is it just me…or is this day really weird? Maybe I am just being paranoid. Yea, it's just the stress from work getting to me.

As he rounded the corner to go to the front door of his apartment building, he stopped. Someone is behind me. I know it. How am I going to do this? I need to be careful…

Leon turned around slowly. Man, why did I have to forget my gun and my knife at the headquarters? Before he got a chance to turn around to far, something hit him in the head. He fell down and quickly jumped back to his feet. When he looked up, he was surprised. There were 3 people standing in front of him in goggles with stealthy tactical gear on. One blond girl had a rifle. The other two had their whole bodies covered from the head down. They all had guns pointed at him.

"Don't move, Kennedy. I will be happy to shoot you."

Weird…she has a Russian accent. A really thick one.

"What do you want, money? If you do, you really picked the wrong person. I'm broke right now."

"Put your hands on your head and get down on the ground"

"Ok…but can you tell me what you want?"

As he got down on the ground, he tried to think of something to do to get out of this. I could run. No, that would get me killed. They already have the guns at my head. Even if I run, were am I supposed to run to? Man, do I really have a lot of choices here? Maybe it's best, for now, at least, if I just go with whatever they say and figure out a way to get away later. Yea, that's the only thing I can do right now.

"We can't tell you what we want. Let's just say that it's not about what we want but what our employer wants."

The woman walked behind Leon and hand cuffed him. Then, suddenly, one of the other guys came from behind her and hit him in the head with a shotgun. He hit the ground with a muffled thud. The blond woman looked around, as if to see if, perhaps, there was anyone around who saw that.

"Bertha! We need to go. Wesker isn't going to be happy if we drag this out any longer."

"I know that Vector. Let's go. Beltway! You and Vector can take care of the objective. I will pull the car around."

The two operatives looked unhappy at the order…but…how much trouble could he possibly be? He was unconscious after all. As she brought the truck around the corner, they picked Leon up and put him in the back and got in after him. They needed to hit the road before the government found out or someone called the cops.

Ok, make sure to review and let me know what you think ^^) thanks to the help of a friend, I finally figured out how to read my reviews and I really like what I see. ALL THE COMENTS ARE POSITAVE AND ASKING FOR MORE! I am glad you all like what I have done so far. Keep reading to find out what happens to poor Leon. All the good stuff is coming.