What did you make of me WxL Chapter 5~Twins~What did you make of me WxL Chapter 5 by ~Tunrei
Ceiling, he had been staring at it a long time, Leon didn’t even know how long, maybe the whole night, he wasn’t sure if he had slept at all.
Leon slid his hand over his face and sighed, crap.
He got up and sat on the edge of the bed, resting his head on his hands. This was mentally hard to take. He knew that he shouldn't let Wesker mess up his mind but he couldn't help it after all he had been forced to do, and it wasn't even the beginning.
He had made the deal that he would get out if he'd go along in Wesker's little punishment for trying to shoot him, but here he was, still sitting in the room, getting three meals a d
What did you make of me Chapter 3 WxLWesker threw a knife to Leon; it wasn't a hard throw and wasn't meant to hurt, not yet at least. He watched how the younger male caught the knife from the air and automatically took a fighting position. It looked like he had born with a knife in his hand, Leon certainly didn't need the virus to be as good as he was.What did you make of me Chapter 3 WxL by ~Tunrei
"We're not going to fight," he stated and then he changed his tone. "Roll your sleeve up and cut your arm," Wesker commanded, wanting to see if the man would hurt himself on command. Even he didn't know if there was a limit to what Kennedy would do under the virus's control.
Wesker watched the man straighten up from his position
What did you make of me WxL Chapter 2Leon slightly opened his eyes but a bright light forced him to shut them and try again slowly. He had to blink a few times before his eyes settled to the light. He was staring at a white ceiling and it took a while to remember what had happened. When Leon remembered the attack, he tried to get up fast just to notice that he couldn't. His hands were cuffed to his sides and his legs were locked on the table too. Strong straps held him down by his chest and hips.What did you make of me WxL Chapter 2 by ~Tunrei
Leon let his head fall back to the hard metal table he was laying on and sigh. "Fucking great," he hissed to himself.
He turned his head to figure out where he was. There was no one e