Hello everyone ! I told myself that I wanted to write a bit of Léon x Ada. I know that today very few people read Resident Evil fanfiction but I still told myself that I was going to post it. It is available in English and French. I'm sorry if there are any mistakes, please let me know. If you read this first chapter and you like the story, don't hesitate to leave me your opinion with ideas of things you would like to see ;). I'm going to try to stick as much as possible to the character of the characters, so I hope you like it. So. Good reading ! Sorry if English is not great, it is not my mother tongue as you might expect if I publish in French.
Chapter 1: Is their destiny inevitably linked?
Washington, 15 janvier 2014.
It was a sunny winter day, temperatures were below zero degrees, but that didn't seem to bother the city's residents walking along the crowded roads. Among all his people was Leon S. Kennedy, walking casually down the street after a meeting of the DSO Division of Security Operations. He didn't like meetings because the same things kept coming up. The man put his hands in the pockets of his downy jacket and blew in the cold air. He appreciated calm days like this, without cries, howls of pain or fear. He couldn't help but tell himself that this was just the calm before the storm because a moment where another hell was going to break down somewhere. Bioterrorism was never absent. The man sighed looking at the cloudy sky, soon it was going to snow it seemed. "I should get home before the snow falls." The man thought, he had wanted to walk to work today to avoid the hell of traffic in the city center. He was brought out of his thoughts by the vibrations of his cell phone.
-Leon Kennedy, I'm listening. He heard a female voice on the other side of the line.
-Leon, it's Hunnigan. Sorry to ask this, but where can we pick you up? The president's spokesperson would like to speak with you, I am currently with him in the car. Léon sighed, his day was, it would seem, not yet over.
-I'm on the corner of 20th Avenue. The man replied, leaning on the wall behind him.
-We'll be there in fifteen minutes. With these words, the woman disconnected the call. Léon put away his camera and nonchalantly observed the crowd in front of him. About ten minutes later, an SUV with tinted windows stopped in front of him. The doorman opened the door and the agent got into the vehicle, sitting with his back facing the road and facing the woman he had spoken to on the phone and the president's spokesperson.
-Hello Mr. Kennedy. How are you ? I am Mr. Bans. Said the politician, he was a tall man, in his forties, with brown hair and glasses. Léon had not seen her often, in fact, since the death of President Graham he had not really been around the new politicians.
-I'm doing very well. What does the honor of this meeting earn me? Léon seemed serious, apprehensive about the reason for this meeting. Ingrid remained passively on her computer, the agent couldn't tell if she was listening to their exchanges or if she was working on her own project.
-Don't be so tense, Agent Kennedy. I wanted to offer you collaboration in the context of protecting the new president. We know your track record, you have proven your worth to us in many ways.
-I am flattered, but as I told you after the death of President Graham, I wanted to move away from the face-to-face scene. Léon looked out the window as the car drove away from the city center on the ring road. My position at the DSO suits me well.
-I understand you, but keep this in the back of your mind, we would be delighted to welcome you. A short silence followed, cut by a female voice.
-Leon, while I have you, I wanted to ask you to send me the report on your last mission. I still have not received it. Said the tan-skinned woman without looking up from her computer. The vice-president contacted me to get my opinion on your skills. But I warned them that you would refuse. She looked at the man in the black suit with a triumphant look. The politician sighed heavily, shrugging his shoulders. After that they talked for about ten minutes.
-Where are we going anyway? Leon asked after a while. But before he had an answer he noticed a red motorcycle that seemed to be following them for some time. He frowned. It was starting to snow, definitely not a weather to be on a motorbike.
-I think we're being followed. Hunnigan looked at him seriously. She closed her computer and placed her hand on her gun holster.
-The motorbike ? The agent nodded. Since when ? asked the woman.
-At least ten minutes. The figure on the motorcycle was feminine but dressed entirely in black, black faux leather pants, a black and red motorcycle jacket, and black ankle boots. Even the helmet was black and red, with a tinted visor. The agent felt his muscles tense. Then he noticed the woman reach into her jacket, she pulled out a Steyr TMP.
-Down ! The woman raised the gun, pointing it at them. Léon didn't have time to admire her piloting skills before he began to lower himself, his arms on the woman in front of him. He heard the explosions but did not feel any impact in the car. He slowly raised his head and saw that the woman still had the gun raised but she had shot at the car next to them, a BMW that Leon hadn't even noticed due to his concentration on the woman. The famous car slammed into them, causing the driver to lose control of the vehicle.
-Hang on! The car then hit one of the safety barriers. A little smoke escaped from the engine. Once the pain of the shock passed, the agent stood up and grabbed his weapon.
-Everyone is well ?! The driver seemed unconscious, Leon checked his pulse. He's just stunned... Ingrid, protect the spokesperson. She nodded, looking at the sweaty man. The officer got out of the car, gun held out in front of him, traffic had been stopped higher up by another car accident so at least the road was empty. He noticed the motorcycle stopped a little further away and the BMW next to it. He heard gunshots and turned his gaze towards the woman who seemed to be confronting 3 men, he wanted to help her but he noticed 2 more men approaching him.
-Well, I would have been better off going home. He raised his gun at one of the two men who raised his own gun at him.
Who are you and what do you want?! Both men were dressed in black clothes, they were Caucasian, nothing out of the ordinary. Aren't you ashamed to have three against a woman? No one ever answered him. He threw his gun to the ground to distract the man on his right and took out a second gun, shot him in the leg before confronting the second man in hand-to-hand combat. Throughout his fight he kept an eye on the woman who still had her helmet on but who seemed to be perfectly managing the three men in front of her. He managed to shoot one of the three enemies facing the woman. He stepped back in surprise.
-Seriously for people who attack the president's spokesperson, you don't have anything better than that? Léon dodged a blow aimed at his head on his right and turned around with a violent kick which knocked out one of his two attackers. He grabbed his gun and shot the second officer, who took cover behind the BMW.
-Behind you ! He heard in an all too familiar feminine voice. He didn't have time to think about who the voice belonged to and turned around to see the man he thought was knocked out, coming at him with a knife in his hand. He grabbed the armed arm and turned it behind his enemy's back, forcing him to drop the weapon, before he could finish the man, the agent noticed in his peripheral vision that the attacker who was in cover had started to raise a submachine gun towards him. He ran to take cover behind his own vehicle, then Léon looked again at the woman biker who had meanwhile taken off her helmet, his breath caught in his throat. Short jet black hair, slender body, slanted eyes. It couldn't be her?!
-There is ?! The woman turned her gaze towards him for a second upon hearing his name, which earned her a well-placed kick to the ribs sending her flying a few meters away. Not having time to ask questions, Leon got up and ran towards her, he grabbed her by placing his arm on her shoulders before running again to take cover with her. He leaned her against the car letting her catch her breath then stood up and began shooting at the enemy men. He managed to kill two of them.
-Like what's the point of rifle shooting, I should go to the fair more often. He glanced at the woman who was reloading her weapons. What do I owe the honor of your visit this time?
Ada looked at him with a soft smile.
-My handsome, I don't think we have much time for reunions if you don't want to join your creator too soon. She stood up and also started shooting at the black BMW where three men in black were taking cover. The other two were lying dead a little further away. Hunnigan and the spokesperson were taking cover behind the presidential car to their right.
-Okay, but do you know who our dear friends here are? He takes cover again by changing the magazine of his weapon. It was difficult to hear yourself speak surrounded by so much gunfire, the falling snow also made it difficult to see enemy targets.
-We'll talk another time okay, all you need to know is that it's them or us. Leon began to get up. Cover me ! Before Leon could understand, she came out from behind the car and sprinted in a zigzag direction towards the BMW. She raised her hand and threw what appeared to be a large one under the car then quickly took cover behind the medians at the edge of the road.
-Down ! Leon yelled at Hunnigan
The grenade exploded before the men could flee. Leon was thrown to the ground by the shock wave. He stood up from his lying position and looked towards the BMW. There was no more sound, the agent then came out from behind the car and walked towards the corpses of the last three attackers, taking their pulse, he could only confirm their deaths. He put his gun away with an audible sigh that could be seen in the cold air.
-It's a normal day among many others. He walked towards the tan-skinned woman and the politician.
-Are you doing well ? The man in the suit nodded.
-Who were they? Replied the spokesperson, brushing off his outfit. Hunnigan walked away, she seemed to be contacting someone.
-I'm afraid I don't know, Mr. Bans.
-And this woman? The two men looked at the woman dressed in black and red trying to right her motorcycle which seemed to have fallen during the confrontation. Leon ignored the man's question and approached her, then without a word he grabbed the motorcycle with her and lifted her up, the snow had already started to accumulate on the lying motorcycle.
-Can you answer the questions now? She looked at him smiling.
-Ahh Léon, always in such a hurry, can't we chat around a restaurant for once. The man seemed to ignore her frivolous remark. She sighed. You need to relax sometimes. The mercenarywe are not turned towards his motorcycle, a luxurious model completely painted red and black. She seemed to really like red, Leon noticed. Listen Léon, I can't tell you much at the moment, but be careful, you're walking on dangerous ground. The woman got on the motorcycle, turning on the ignition, but Léon instantly turned the key to turn off the engine again.
-What were you doing Ada? And how did you know what was going to happen? You shot them before he even did anything.
-One question to both handsome guy. But it is not your jurisdiction why or how I am here. Just know that I owed you one and I came to pay it back. Now that it's done I'm going to take my leave. Her voice was so smooth that it gave Leon chills, but he still had too much adrenaline in him to let himself be seduced by the woman in front of him.
-If you don't answer I will be forced to arrest you for obstructing an investigation. Léon knew very well that this threat was completely futile. But he had to keep up appearances. She put her helmet on her head and opened the visor, looking at the man.
-We'll see you another time, Léon. She turned the ignition back on and before the man could react she had stormed off. He groaned in frustration as he walked towards his co-worker.
-Men will come to investigate, it's no longer your responsibility Léon, but you will have to answer certain questions I think. This is surely just another attack on a close member of the president, some people don't like change. The agent frowned, with Ada present he couldn't believe this theory, but he said nothing. And who was this woman?
-There is. Ingrid looked at him in astonishment.
-Ada...Ada Wong? Like the woman who orchestrated Neo Umbrella's attacks with Simmons? Leon sighed for the umpteenth time in a few minutes.
-Yes but no….it's complicated… His colleague raised an eyebrow.
-Well, that doesn't concern me. Leon noticed something shining in the distance that caught his attention. He walked over and picked it up. It looked like a dark USB stick with a red butterfly on it. It was surely Ada's, she must have lost it during her fall. He looked around, no one seemed to be looking at him, so he pocketed the key discreetly. "What are you playing again, Ada?"
~To be continued~