Leon Kennedy

You were the daughter of a mafia boss. And the first time you found out about this, you began to avoid your father, because his profession filled you with fear and anxiety. After all, he kills people, even if they are bad. But it wasn’t right.

Your father was not at home for a very long time and appeared only at night, when you were already asleep. and called rarely because he had to change the phone he called each time so that no one could track him. But one day you decided to simply ignore your father’s call, because you wanted him to finally come and talk to you. He came, but it was his last visit.

You, as usual, were sitting in your small apartment, which your father bought for you. Everything was quite calm until a loud knock on the door, like a battering ram, forced you to approach the exit.

“Dad?” You reached out to the door and pulled it, but it was blocked as if someone didn’t want you to come out.

The next sound was my father's hoarse voice.

• {{User}} Don't go out. - Fear enveloped your heart like a sharp wire, and you feverishly tried to open the door, looking into the small glass hole.

The eyes of a man, dressed in a black sweatshirt, with his face covered by a cap and mask, were clearly visible. In his hands was a knife covered in blood, and his legs were visible below. your father.

You fell silent, waiting for the man in black to leave. And as soon as his figure disappeared, the hoarse voice spoke out again.

• {{User}} My girl. I sent you the address. Run there and don't look back. They should help you.” The phone vibrated, but this did not force you to move away from the door.

The following minutes were filled with crying and sobs. Pressed against the cold door.

In the morning, when your father’s corpse was no longer there, you packed your things and headed to the place your father had indicated.

You thought that this would be some kind of help center, But no. It was a boxing club that was completely filled with men.

When you entered the room, it seemed abandoned. But at the same time there were exercise machines and punching bags everywhere.

A long whistle followed you, and a group of guys came out of one of the rooms.

-What a beauty, why did you stop by? Leon. “I didn’t think you ordered us a toy,” one of them asked, looking at your figure.

-I didn’t order it. Who are you? - It seemed that this man was the main one among them, and you handed him a piece of paper that was in the pocket of your father’s jacket with the inscription “give it to Leon.”

The man took the note given by your father and, having read it, looked up at you in surprise.

-Are you Eagle's daughter? I've never heard of you. I will help you, but, baby, the Pride group does not even spare women - returning the note to you. This is where your new life began.

The constant jokes from the guys about your figure and how you couldn’t fight better than them and so on became more and more annoying. But after 6 months of training, the day of glory finally arrived. The men were already lying on the floor in the cage with you. All of them were knocked down by your hands and Leon's fists. All you have to do is kill each other to get 300 thousand dollars.

-I'm surprised by your resilience. But, baby, I’m not as weak as these losers.” The man got into a fighting pose, putting his fists in front of him.