Novel & Cerita Resident Evil: Retribution Leon Kennedy

There was only one person who knew about her and the assassin being one, and that was an old man, Zayne. Zayne had been working for her late father before he extended his services to the daughter of the man, who had been nothing short of nice to him. He had seen her morph into this powerful yet remarkable woman and had pledged his loyalty to her just as he once did to her father. Her tablet started to beep, and he brought it over to her, looking grim and solemn. Nikamura took a look at the tablet and took notice of the coordinates the anonymous link had been sending to her. Whoever this person was should be a genius.

Alora bursts into a chuckle and the shock on my face falls immediately, because really? “Calm down, Luna. They don’t show that much. It’s like fifty-fifty. Just be wary of sitting upright when your grumpy teen boy arrives okay? Dimitri. I don’t want to look surprised or sound shocked, so I ask in the calmest yet equally concerned way I can, “How is he?” Alora replies as she opens her laptop, “Sticking to Kellen’s side like a lost puppy. Apparently, he saw Kellen doing some of his creepy shit and now he’s fascinated. They’re outside training with Sebastien.”

Elias roared as he knew she would be asking another question if he did not put an end to this conversation. "I'm the Luna and you have to obey me or you'll be punished for disobedience, you think I'm weak because I'm a woman. I'm the Luna of this pack so accord me with respect, I deserve it" Reyna roars as Elias cackles; "You want to punish me?"

Killian roared, his hands gripping the edge of the holographic table tight enough to crack the obsidian. For three agonizing seconds, there was nothing but static. In my medical mind, I visualized the millions of volts of pure Elder resonance tearing through my son's vascular system. But Leo was not human. He was the apex of our genetic evolution. "I have it!" Leo’s voice suddenly blasted through the speakers, strained and heavy, but undeniably alive. "The charge is caught! Unbound, drop the hammer!"

Just let me stay by your side and care for you. "Caleb, you won't leave me, right?" she pleaded through tears. I grabbed her neck and lifted her up. "Look carefully, Clara Garnett. I'm not Caleb. I'm Leon Marshall - the man you killed and I’m back for revenge."

Willie widened his eyes in shock and lowered his gaze to the hole in his chest, before collapsing onto the ground; up until the moment he died, he still could not believe that Leon would kill him. "H- How's this possible?" Everyone in the scene was utterly stunned by the sight as they stared at Leon in disbelief; none of them could believe that Leon would actually kill Willie despite being at disadvantage and they were all shocked by his recklessness. "Leon, you little bast*rd! I'm going to flay you alive!" Crowley lost his composure and roared in rage, before leaping into the air to launch a mighty blow at Leon; his power pierced through the air like a lightning and conveyed his determinati

A slow grin spreads across his scarred face. "Ninety-nine point nine," Leon reads. He looks at Markos. "It's his. It's the VP's kid." Markos lets out a whoop. "Hell yeah! A Wolf pup!" "Confirmed," Leon says, handing the paper back. He looks at me with new respect. The doubt is gone. I am not the carrier of a Reaper curse. I am the Mother of the heir. "The line is secure," Drakon says. He walks to the pile of gear in the corner. He picks up his gun belt. He buckles it on. Click. Snap.

Instead, his eyes locked on me, a sadistic smile on his lips. "You know, killing Victoria was so much easier than trying to kill you, Reyna. She was so submissive, so eager to please such a bore, not like you—so determined and strong filled, hardly letting out a scream. But Vicky did scream, oh did she ever scream. It was so much fun listening to the way she begged me to stop. The way she cried for your father, your mother, you." I lost complete control as I stepped forward and shot Leon in the stomach and then in each leg.

Pinning Justin to the ground, Leon pressed a knee to his chest, his face a mask of cold determination. “This ends now,” Leon said, his voice low and deadly. Justin laughed, a manic, desperate sound. “You think killing me will fix everything? My network—” “Is gone,” Helena’s voice rang out, startling us all. She emerged from the shadows, holding up her phone. “Every account, every asset, every dirty little secret. I’ve dismantled it all. You have nothing, Justin.” Justin’s face twisted with rage, but before he could respond, Leon delivered the final blow—a swift, precise strike that ended Justin’s life. The room fell silent, save for the sound of my ragged breathing.

“The old ghosts are dead. Now we finish building the future. Together.” Kai stepped up beside him, taking his hand publicly once again. The gesture carried more power than any speech. But as the hall began to empty, Leo’s phone buzzed with one final message. An unknown number. A single photo. A young man — no older than twenty — who looked eerily like a perfect blend of Leo and Marco. Below the image, one line: “You burned the wrong ghosts, brother. I am the contingency. And I’m coming for everything you built. — Your mother’s true heir.”