hey leon! since re4make has come out and you’ve finally checked it out, what kind of adjustments are y’all making to your plaga!leon au?
Okay okay, I've had some time to chat with Claire and Ethan about it and can actually answer this now~
So as far as the "canon" compliant version of this au (that being the one where Luis stays dead) nothing Huge actually changes much.
There's specifically Two things that have changed tho and it's thanks to the Timing of the events in the remake and some of the character rewrites for Luis specifically. Those things would be:
When exactly Leon actually takes on the Dominant Plaga that Luis gives him, and
How much context and truth Leon has going into this about how permanent it will be for him.
In the original version of our au, (linked here for anyone who hasn't read it yet) Leon takes the Dominant for himself sometime before Luis's death at the castle under the assumption that it can be removed along with the other plaga that's already inside him. Luis lies to him about this directly, not because he necessarily wants to hurt Leon or leave him with permanent consequences, but because he knows this experimental Dominant he's worked on could cause massive chaos if it falls into the wrong hands. He trusts, and thus convinces Leon, to be the one to take it himself, both under the guise of helping to get Ashley and himself to safety, but also because he trusts that if this thing has to be in Anyone's hands, Leon is the one who is the least likely to misuse it for evil purposes. That's ultimately why Luis gets Leon to take it.
With the remake though, this context has changed entirely.
It's no longer Luis lying to Leon about the permanence of this plaga or about trying to get this Dominant out of anyone else's hands. It's about the fact that they have Very little options and time left to them to get Ashley and themselves to safety. When Luis meets with Leon in the mines after getting off the elevator, he makes the offer to Leon about giving him this Dominant sample as a last ditch effort to save Ashley and himself, a way to give Leon the upper hand when he doesn't have one. They barely have any suppressants, and Ashley is already further along in the development of the plaga attaching itself to her system than Leon is thanks to an earlier injection, so they really are in a race against the clock to save her.
Leon of course refuses this offer at first, because he's not about to turn into an even worse version of the very people he's fighting against, especially when Luis is upfront with him that this is one that he can't even remove in the end. There's too much at stake in his mind for him to even consider that it might help him because of the risks involved with it.
But then of course, Krauser shows up and stabs Luis, and Leon is left facing the reality that not only is he out of allies besides Ada in this sitaution, but he really is running out of options, especially with Krauser aligning himself with the cult as well. Ultimately in the canon compliant version of events, he asks Luis for the Dominant right before his death, and takes it with the promise that he'll use it to save Ashley, even if it means the worst for him in the aftermath.
Then of course there's the self indulgent "Luis Lives" Serennedy version of this au (which I am writing a fic for :3 ) where part of Leon takes on the Dominant is because while Luis's stab wound isn't fatal this time, it's still enough to cause a lot of problems, and Leon's not about to let anyone else die on his watch. So he takes the Dominant with the intent of Both saving Luis and Ashley and getting the three of them the fuck out of this hellhole, cost of permanence be damned. And that time around Luis is actually there in the aftermath to help Leon cope with all the changes, so it's a bit less traumatizing for him overall in this version of events.
But yeah! Overall there's not actually that much that's changed, more just the timing and context of how it all goes down. It has been fun to rework it though, I think it hits a bit harder in this version because of how much harder they went on the horror aspect in the remake which I've had a fun time fucking around with~
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Mutual Future
•~•°•——— 🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔 ———•°•~•
crossover feat. Las Plagas!Leon and Shape Shifter/Wendigo!Leon
Warnings: one mention of eating people, snarky Leon
just a silly idea I had; don’t know if I’ll add onto it or not, just wanted to write this 😆
Title from Mututal Future (Repeat) by Djo 💜
•~•°•——— 🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔 ———•°•~•
It’s eerie.
“We could be twins,” the woman in front of you whispers, eyes wide as they stare at you.
You nod, “Basically what I was thinking.”
Staring at one another, you take in this doppelganger in the middle of a random antique store you decided to visit. Well you and—
“Mate!”
Two identical voices call out from separate directions and to your amazement, your uncanny twin turns along with you.
You smile at Leon as he steps up beside you, but your mouth drops open in surprise to see his double next to your look alike.
Leon’s duplicate has a more sinister look to him compared to the sweet smile on your Leon.
Your twin turns from her Leon to look at you, “Is he a shape shifter too?”
Her Leon scoffs with a roll of his eyes, “He fucking wishes. Smells like some weird bug.”
Your Leon shrugs easily, stepping up behind you to nuzzle into your neck, “At least I don’t eat people.”
It can’t be any weirder, you think to yourself as Leon’s twin sneers over at him before tugging your duplicate into his arms. His eyes flash over to you and you swear they’re different now— slitted pupils in his ocean blue gaze.
“Your mate could do better,” he sniffs haughtily.
At that remark, Leon tenses and snaps his head up to face his mirror image. Your look alike gasps and you glance down to see his hands shifting into claws as the black veins creep up his arms.
“I’m so lucky to be your mate, Leon,” you coo, turning to face him, slipping your hands up to his shoulders, “and I’m all yours, right?”
He relaxes in your hold, attention swapping back to you with a boyish grin, “Mm hmm.”
You mentally sigh as he reverts back to his usual self. Turning, you see the pair watching you with interest. Your “twin” gives you a smile of understanding while the other Leon keeps his face unreadable, strange eyes darting between you and the man behind you.
“Neat little party trick,” he breaks out into a smirk, copying Leon’s changes onto his own body.
Your eyes stare as his arms slowly shift into claws complete with black veins creeping up his skin.
“What the hell,” you whisper, looking over at your double who only shrugs.
“He’s an asshole, sorry about that,” she sighs.
“Hey!” You watch as he pouts at her like a little kid, “I really do think it’s a neat trick.”
Within the blink of an eye, he goes back to normal.
He grins at your Leon, “You seem like a lot of fun.”
Your duplicate sighs loudly and grabs his bicep, “With that it’s time to go. It was lovely meeting you two, please don’t hold him against me.”
She shoots you a heartfelt smile paired with a little wave as she drags Leon’s copycat with her.
“You never let me have any new friends,” is the last thing you hear before they’re out of sight.
“That was really weird, right?” You spin around to face Leon.
He’s staring at where the two were before shifting his eyes back to you, “Very strange. You still want to go on this road trip?”
Your heart flutters and you give him a shy smile, “Yeah, I want to. We’ve been planning it for weeks.”
He ducks down to drop kisses on your cheeks and lips making you giggle.
“Okay, okay,” you laugh and push him back, “let’s get out of here.”
“Anything you say.”
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Another WIP Wednesday for You Pay the Cost
It's fun writing enough to actually have shit to share. I'm at 14K words so far for this chapter. Almost done, update incoming in the next few days... I can feel it. Anyways enjoy some bits!
Ok have some parts from the cabin fight (this whole fight sequence is like 5k words so there's a lot, I'm just gonna share one or two chunks)
First bit:
“Alright my American friend, lets get this party started!” Luis tossed a box of handgun ammo Leon’s way. He had no way of knowing that Leon had just restocked his own supply. “It’s the two of us verses a mob of them.” Leon put the extra ammo away and moved to block off a ground floor window with a bookcase. “And lets not forget, that mob out there is made up of monsters.”
Leon rolled his eyes and grunted as he finished blocking the window off. He pointed at his own face and shook his head. Luis only laughed and said, “Lighten up Cowboy, present company is excluded from the monster remark.”
Leon was able to croak out a, “Thanks.” He hoped it sounded sarcastic enough. The group of villagers were fast approaching but they still had a few precious seconds to prepare. It appeared as if whoever lived here was in the middle of repairs, there was a hammer, saw, boards and a few nails lying on one of the tables. Leon scooped them up and started to board up another of the ground floor windows.
“Oh, clever. I never would have thought of that,” Luis said and helped him hold a board steady. “You really do think better on your feet huh?” Leon grunted. “I can see the gears turning in there. Which is good, I was worried you’d wake up like them.”
Leon paused; his hammer still raised. “Wha?” He frowned and felt bottom outer jaw move down with the motion. Talking was going to take some major adjusting to.
“There’s an aspect of mind control to what you have, it’s why the villagers act like one big hive, controlled by a queen, or in this case, king. I was worried you would wake up under their thrall.” He shouldn’t have said that, he could tell that Leon was getting distracted. He tapped his knuckles on Leon’s arm and said, “Hey keep your head in the game, amigo. I need you in the now.” Leon shook his head and finished nailing the last of the boards up.
They both backed away from the window they secured. “Well,” Luis said, “are you ready? Do your stretches? Cuz here they come!”
Leon sighed and readied his gun. “Shuddup woul’ you?”
“Sorry, what was that, Leon?”
He flicked him off and moved to stand by the staircase. From that angle he could see the window and the stairs. The mob outside had begun to ram the door and the window blocked by the bookcase. The bookcase would go first, Leon guessed. His back was to it, but Luis was covering that side of the bottom floor.
The bookcase was wobbling, he could hear it shift back and forth. But then he heard something else, the radio. He turned around for a second and caught Luis fiddling with the small radio cassette player that was on one of the tables. “Enough of that,” Luis said turning off the start of a religious broadcast. He flipped a cassette in and hit play. “There we go! That’s more like it! Now we can start!”
Flamenco music drifted in, loudly. Leon turned back to the window. “Unbelievable,” he thought. At least the beat was snappy, if he could hear it under the gunfire. He’d even consider it decent enough to die to. The bookcase fell behind him and Luis opened fire.
The glass shattered in front of Leon and people began to pour in. They hardly let each other through, bodies spilling over the opening. Leon took a deep breath and readied himself. Then he started to fire.
Sometimes, at the range, he would let himself slip into something that felt far less human and way more mechanical. He stopped seeing the targets as people, they were just things to point a gun at. If he didn’t see them as human, he could take them out in rapid succession. Just point and shoot, it was that simple. If the T-Virus victims weren’t people, then it wasn’t murder. If these townsfolk weren’t human anymore, then he wouldn’t beat himself up at night over this. That’s how it had to work. Or he’d never be able to look in a mirror again. He could feel himself slip into that mindset.
When he got like this, it was like having tunnel vision, just his aim, just the feeling of lining up a shot and taking it. One by one he downed the villagers as they streamed in through the window. He saw nothing else. Behind him might as well have been a world away. One, two, three, four, miss, six, seven, eight, twice for that one, eject the magazine, slide a new one home. Start over. One, two, that one was a worm, three, four, five, all into the head, six, miss, eight, nine, kick, ten. Reload, back up. Start over.
Luis was holding his ground, he didn’t consider himself a fighter, but he wasn’t a stranger to a gun. But he took a moment to glace Leon’s way. He had been relentlessly firing, one shot after another, easily double what he had done in the same amount of time. He needed to check to see if the other man was panicked and just firing wildly. But he wasn’t.
Luis had never seen a more focused person than Leon in that moment. The emotion seemed drained from his face, just hard, cold eyes that moved with each new person that stumbled through the window. He decided that he didn’t need to worry about Leon. In fact, Leon could probably take the whole mob out on his own with just his conviction. He should instead, be worried about himself.
And Second Bit
Leon heard Luis call his name from the first floor. He was shouting loud over the resumed gunfire and yelling from the townsfolk. From the sound of it, it was urgent. Leon left his spot on the deck and made for the staircase. He was halfway down it when he stopped. “Uh oh.”
Luis was surrounded, but that wasn’t what his first concern was about. There was another of those bull headed men. Maybe the same one, Leon couldn’t tell. He didn’t exactly see the one in the square go down for good before he rushed to save Ashley. He didn’t recall seeing its corpse among the bodies either.
“Hey,” Luis called, “can you take the big guy? I’m a little busy!”
It didn’t seem like Leon had a choice, because as soon as the man spotted him, he charged. Leon was smart enough to know when to back up and get some distance, this was one of those times. He sprinted back up the stairs and stood between the two windows. Another ladder had been raised but Leon just didn’t have time for that. He shoved it back and swore the next time they tried he’d take a hatchet to the closest rungs.
The bull made it to the top of the stairs and paused. He seemed to be considering just how much of a threat Leon could be. He hefted the hammer up and stalked forward. Leon held his ground. So far he had tried shooting him, sticking a knife in his throat, and going straight for the heart. If this was the same man, he was proving to be functionally immortal. Maybe the goal here wasn’t to go for a kill, but focus on incapacitation so they could deal with the others before he got back up.
With that in mind he drew the Red9. He’d need the extra firepower and his SG seemed to just bounce off of this guy. The bull seemed to eat shotgun slugs so he knew he’d shake off the 9mm rounds, however he didn’t need to maim right now, just incite. Leon quickly attached the stock and raised the gun up to fire. He only had eight shots with the Red9 and he knew right where to put them. The first shot hit the bull in the left shoulder, then Leon went for two in the right knee. The bull dropped to the ground and Leon ran in for a swift kick.
Leon was stronger now, more confident on his new legs. The impact sent the bull stumbling back down the stairs. It was only a few moments before he was back up the stairs and mad. Which was just what Leon wanted. The bull charged and Leon easily moved out of the way. He took a potshot at the bull’s back, which got him to spin and swing too wide at Leon. He put another bullet in the bull’s arm, this time the right one, the one holding the hammer. The bull lost his grip only slightly, he bellowed with rage and charged forward.
The hammer was deadly, Leon was still dealing with the aftermath of getting hit by it before. He couldn’t allow himself to be struck again, he wasn’t sure if he could recover from anymore broken bones. And while his carapace was strong, he didn’t want to test just how strong by blocking a full on hit from this man who was closer to a beast.
Leon provoked the bull to charge again, this time he stepped out of the way with the hope that the man would charge onto the outside deck and Leon could get some good hits, but the man was learning. He knew that Leon was against the wall, and the only way to dodge would be to his left, towards the open space in the room. So mid charge the bull switched hands with the hammer and knocked Leon to the floor with his arm.
He hadn’t expected this and found himself looking up at the bottom of the hammer that was coming straight down on his head. Leon had a fraction of a second to roll out of the way, the hammer smashing down where his skull was. He scrambled to his feet and backed away. That was sloppy of him, another mistake like that and he could be dead.
Leon put the Red9 away. Getting the bull to charge wasn’t a strategy he could use reliably anymore. He had to play this smarter. The two ended up circling each other, like wild animals. The bull knew that Leon was deadly up close, but he also knew that he had to get through his hammer to do that. And he knew that Leon was very, very, wary of that hammer.
Every few steps the bull would mock charge, or bluff a swing with the hammer. Leon would jump back and hiss, his jaws spreading wide apart. A threat display that didn’t seem to work on the bull at all. Maybe because he knew just how much bigger and stronger, he was than his opponent.
It was on their second circle that Leon finalized his plan. He started to step closer, slow, steady, his eyes never left the bull. He had just passed the first window, moving clockwise, bull was across from him, near to the deck. He needed him to be closer to the railing to the bottom floor. He hissed again, really trying to play up the monster angle, he needed everything he could get. This time it was Leon who charged, not straight for him, but in an arc, he was trying to drive the bull further to the right.
He didn’t pull a gun, he wanted it to look like he was moving in to attack with his claws, to jump on him or try for the knife. The bull roared an answering challenge and stepped to the side. He readied his hammer. Leon kept going, he’d have one shot at this. The bull swung the hammer out, he was quick but Leon was quicker. Leon slid on the floor, the rough wood wasn’t ideal but at the speed Leon was moving, it hardly mattered. He went under the hammer and then pushed off the ground. He landed a solid kick, with both legs and sent the bull stumbling back, not quite to the ledge. Leon recovered and backed off just enough to grab his shotgun.
He stayed kneeling but shouldered it. Before the bull could react, Leon put two slugs in his legs. The bull cried out and staggered back. Leon fired one more time for good measure and the bull was off balance, wobbling just close enough to the break in the railing for Leon to get a good shove in.
He kicked him one more time, sending a foot claw through his chest like before. The man fell backwards to the floor below. He landed with a heavy thud. The hammer left behind on the second floor. Leon wasted no time and moved to phase two of his plan. He pulled his knife and jumped after the bull who was still on the ground below, at the foot of the staircase. He landed on him hard, both feet on his chest. Something deep in the bull snapped, and he hoped it was his spine. Then he drew the knife across the bull’s throat, deep. The man gurgled then went limp under Leon’s body.
He relaxed for a just moment, pulled his knife out and was rewarded with a shovel to the back. He fell forward just a bit, his face getting too close to the skinned bull face mask for comfort. Leon was quick to recover from the blow and turned around to yank the shovel from the man’s hands. When he did he saw just how overrun the bottom floor had become.
ok and lets see here... lets do another silly bit.
He spotted a small shack up ahead. There wasn’t any sound of movement from inside, but even so, Leon was cautious when he opened the door and did a quick sweep. It looked like it was just used as rest area. There was a single bench and a small table by a window. He motioned for Ashley to follow him inside. They both shook off some of the rain on them before Leon reached up to his earpiece.
He hesitated for just a moment, but Ashley gave him an encouraging nod. He tapped it and said, “Condor One to Roost, come in Roost.”
“Condor One?”
“Sorry about before, the extraction point got a little… hectic,” he settled on. “Didn’t have time to chat.”
“What’s your situation now? Still there?”
“Negative,” Leon said, “it was too dangerous, we had to move. We’re a little to the north of it, moving back towards the village. We’ll need a new extraction point ASAP.”
“Well I got bad news Condor One, we can’t land any choppers in this weather, it’s too dangerous to even attempt an approach. You’ll need to hold out while the weather clears.” Before Leon could say anything, she continued, “The bad news doesn’t stop there. You were denied additional ground support.”
Leon swore and muttered, “Figures.”
“They were confident in your abilities to navigate the situation successfully.”
Leon leaned against the wall and groaned. “Of course they are.”
“It wouldn’t have mattered, even if it was approved, we wouldn’t be able to get any help to you. We don’t have anyone close enough to drive and the weather makes an air drop impossible. You’re on your own for this one.”
“And the BSAA?”
“Waiting on correspondence. I sent out a communication thread about an hour ago. Haven’t heard back. I’ll update you when I do. They’ll most likely want to talk to you after you’re off site. I hate questioning you, but you’re certain it’s a bio weapon threat?”
Leon looked at his hands and said, “Yeah, positive. I have more information though; you can pass this on to the BSAA when they get back to you. It’s parasitic, they call it Las Plagas, they’re worms. Method of spread is injection of eggs into the bloodstream. The infected form a sort of hivemind, they’re extremely aggressive towards outsiders.”
“Understood, I’ll add that to our intel. How’s Baby Eagle?”
“Baby Eagle is fine, no worse for wear.” He glanced over at her and she gave a thumbs up. “She’s a tough one, that’s for sure.”
“And you?”
“I’m also fine,” he lied. “Never better.” He saw Ashley change her thumbs up to a thumbs down. Leon flared his mandibles out. She just rolled her eyes. He swore he heard her whisper “coward”.
Hunnigan’s voiced seemed less tense when she said, “Good to hear. I’ll be in contact when we establish a new extraction point. Stay safe out there, Condor One, Roost out.”
Ashley stretched her arms up while Leon sat next to her on the bench. “Hey, shouldn’t your codename be something like “Mantis One” now?” She caught another giggle. “Cricket One to Hive, come in-”
“Ashley…”
“I still get to be Baby Eagle.”
He smirked behind his outer jaws and said, “I don’t know about that.” He then went really quiet and squinted his eyes. “I think I see some antenna coming in.” He pointed a claw just above her hairline. “Right there. Maybe you’ll be Baby Bee instead?”
“What?” Her hands flew to her hair and searched under them. When she looked back over Leon was huffing a silent laugh, his bottom pedipalps moving in and out. “Leon that’s not funny!”
“It’s a little funny,” he said back. “Your face. Your hands went up there so fast.”
She crossed her arms across her chest and said, “Well yeah, I don’t exactly want to end up looking like you, cricket man.”
“I don’t look like a cricket,” Leon said back. “Probably. I haven’t actually gotten to look at myself yet. Surely I look more intimidating than a cricket.”
“Luis said he thought he knew what you were turning into. I wonder what it is? Should have asked him.”
“Yeah, well I was having issues talking at that moment, it wasn’t high on my list.” He let himself relax just a bit. “I was trying really hard not to have a breakdown. I should definitely get a raise after this.”
“I’ll advocate for you,” she said. “You should get two raises.”
“And a vacation.”
“And a vacation you’re right.”
“Just not to Spain,” Leon laughed. “Though I hear the parts that aren’t infested with a parasite cult are supposed to be quite nice.”
There we go, hope that's enough for y'all to chew on for a bit while I finish up the chapter and edits.
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