Dance with the Devil (Patreon)

This was a free prompt for Leon S. Kennedy I found on Tumblr, I did ask if I could use the vague idea to make a fic and got confirmation.

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Contains: A deal, angst, blood, 

This was NOT how Leon imagined his first day of work as an R.P.D. Officer, right now he was locked in a small office room, boarding up any windows no matter how small they were, He had lost sight and all contact with Claire in the horde when they left the underground facility side by side. Slamming the side of his left fist into the wall instantly regretting as the adrenaline was once again wearing off, a sharp pain running through his left arm, shoulder blade, collar bone and peck.
"Shit..." He hissed grabbing at the bullet wound in his shoulder, he felt weak suddenly as all his energy he didn't even have had left his body completely.
Leaning against the wall closest to him, Leon slides down until his butt hits the ground, he drops his head back on the concrete wall with a solid bonk as he exhales heavily. His head fuzzy with all the blood he had lost and he could feel himself starting to slip away, rubbing his eyes with his right hand Leon opens them as wide as he could to try and keep himself awake. He needed to find Claire and the girl she had with her.. Sherry? Was it?

Banging continued outside of the safe room he had created for himself as the zombies continuously tried to make their way in, Leon's right hand reaching for the gun on his hip and taking it out, checking to make sure he had ammunition. One... He had one single bullet left in the magazine, great, he was going to die here. Either by bleeding out or to the horde outside, he was screwed and it finally hit him.
"I don't want to die.. Not like this." He said to himself looking at the gun in his hand.
"Then why not make a deal?" Asked a whispered voice.
Leon stands up as fast as his body could possibly carry him, swaying on his legs he holds his gun out in front of him, both hands cradling the handle to steady his aim.
"Who's there?!" He calls out over the background noise of groaning, moaning, scratching and banging.
The voice had sounded distant, but directly in his ear at the same time. A low chuckle echoes through the room causing him to look around turning on his torch, there was literally no one there.
"SHOW YOURSELF!" He demanded starting to become a little freaked by the situation he was in. Maybe he was just loosing his mind, he had lost a lot of blood over the night, this could be an illusion. 

Per his demand a black shadow steps through the wall, crouching on the overturned table against the door. Shining his light on the figure did nothing, only allowing another shadow to be cast on the door and wall behind it, two bright red dots where the eyes should be. "I'm here to make a deal with you.. it does look like you could use a hand." The ominous, husky whisper said, once again sounding like it was in his head as well as all around the room, not even coming from the figure crouched in front of him.
"What do you mean by deal? Are you a demon or something?" Leon said jokingly, but with what he had seen tonight, why not add Demon to the list of things he now knows exist.
"Demon, Devil, Oni, Shadow Person, all just names to me." Leon's flashlight turns off, he tried turning it back on but it wouldn't work. He then felt and ice cold breeze rush through him, the feeling of a pressure rest on his left shoulder as the wispy shadow of a person appeared behind him, looking over his shoulder. "What I want... Is your soul.. for something you would like in return, I can make anything happen.. I can give you success, a chance to make it out of here alive.." The voice tempted.

Leon was silent, was he really going to stoop this low? He was already in hell so how bad could the real thing be to this? He found himself once again becoming blurry eyed, his legs about to buckle under him. He probably didn't have much time and in his confused and dazed state, falling to his hands and knees he agreed.
"Fine.. I just want to get out of here alive." He managed to say before tumbling to his side and everything went black.

-----*Some Time Later*-----

Leon started to come back to reality, his eyes hadn't opened yet but he could feel the warmth of what could only be a fire on the right side of his face, he could hear the crackling of the wood and still could hear the heavy pattering of the rain. Managing to open his eyes Leon found himself staring up to the ceiling of what seemed to be a multi-story car park.
"Leon!" Said a familiar voice as he saw Claire lean over him, giving him a hug as he still lay on his back on the cement ground.
"Claire?" He asked still slightly confused as to how he got here, all he remembered was being locked in a room and a shadow talking to him before passing out from what he could have only assumed to be lack of blood in his body.
"Yes, it's me, I'm here with Sherry and Moira." She said sitting up moving to the side so Leon could see the two figures, Sherry was one but Moira?
Who was this Moira? He thought to himself trying to recall who it could be.

Moira lifts her hand and gives a wave, her eyes flashing a slight red that no one other than Leon saw and he froze, his body becoming tense. Was that.. "Claire.. Get Sherry and stay behind me." He said sitting up and pulling out his gun pointing it towards the unfamiliar young woman.
"Leon? What are you doing?" Claire asked but didn't hesitate to grab Sherry and get behind him, trusting his judgment.
"Yeah, Leon.. What are you doing? You said you wanted to get out of there alive, so here you are. Out of there AND alive." Moira said smiling, repeating his own words he had said before passing out.
"So... It's done then? You have my soul now?" He asked slowly standing to his feet, the gun still pointed to Moira. He looked over her features. Long, black wavy hair pulled back messily into a low bun at the base of her skull, she wore doctor's scrubs and a white Doctor's coat, not very white anymore as it was covered in dirt, blood and grime. 

Moira stands up her hands up in surrender to show she wasn't a threat. Was she really a doctor that had come to save him and he was just so out of it that he was in fact imagining she was that creepy shadow? No... Her eyes flashed red just moments ago, maybe it was best he didn't tell Claire or Sherry about this?
"I was just explaining to Claire and Sherry here that I did a test on your blood back at the hospital when you passed out because I was afraid you may have been infected with the amount of wounds you have on your body. All that bodily fluid and blood from the zombies getting into your wounds is possible for you to become infected that way. but what I found was some immunity to the virus that the zombies seem to have in their own blood." Moira explained.
So that's how she did it, she made him immune to falling susceptible to this T-Virus going around. This gave him a little more leeway but he had been bit in the neck at the start of the night, way before even meeting her, so was that really what she had done or was that really how his blood was naturally? 

"So what do you want now?" Leon asks as he lowers his gun.
"I just want to continue my research on what has turned these people like this. The body is such a fascinating thing, don't you agree?" She smiled sitting back down and placing another hand full of sticks onto the fire.
Leon glares at her, he can ask properly once the other two were asleep or out of earshot. Looking back to Claire, his eyes softening, giving her a nod to let her know she was safe. Claire nods back to him and rubs Sherry's arms, coaxing her to sit back down in front of the fire.
"It's alright, just a little misunderstanding, Leon has lost a lot of blood and he's just foggy in the head." Claire explains giving Sherry the confidence to sit back down where she was before. 

Watching as Claire and Sherry sit down he looks to Moira once more who was giving him a slight smirk. "I wasn't lying." Her voice echoed in Leon's head telepathically. "I really am just wanting to do research." She added giving Leon a small look then back to the fire.
Letting it go for now he can ask later, right now they needed to focus on getting out of here.

Let me know if you would like a part 2?