Okay, because I heard of that little thing in Separate Ways (I'm a GC player) where you can see some random Ganado wearing Leon's jacket, I decided to make a new chapter for this, to explain how the guy got it.

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Saddler shifed his cloak around uncomfortably. The jacket he'd taken from Leon was starting to get on his nerves. It just wouldn't stay still. Either that, or his cloak would bunch up oddly in uncomfortable places. He rearranged a bloodied insignia statue and decided on what he was going to do. He would call on his most trusted farmer. He looked out the window and noticed Leon coming towards the church he was in. Quickly, Saddler ran and ducked behind a wall. The agent burst inside and glanced around and, noticing Saddler's stash of drug money, grabbed it off of the table. Though not before noticing the Los Illuminados statuette. Saddler watched from his hiding spot dully as Leon easily solved the light puzzle and wandered into the room where Ashley was being held. 'We really need to come up with more complex puzzles than that.' He shook his head, hearing banging coming from the room upstairs. Soon, he heard Leon jump down from the ladder, catching Ashely, the small blonde girl squealing in fright. They came around the coner, and Saddler revealed himself.

"I'll take the girl," Saddler said, catching the agent's attention.

"Who are you?" Leon asked suspiciously.

"If you must know, my name is Osmund Saddler, the master of this fine religious...community." Saddler smirked.

"What do you want?"

"To demonstrate to the whole world, our astounding power of course," Saddler didn't think it mattered if he told the American agent about his plans. "No longer will the United States think they can police the world forever. So we kidnapped the President's daughter to give her power then...send her back."

Ashley brought the attention to herself. "No...Leon, I think they shot something in my neck."

Leon turned and glared at Saddler. "What did you do to her?"

"We just planted her a little gift. Oh, there's going to be one hell of a party when she returns home to her loving father." Saddler laughed sadistically," But before that, I thought I might bargain with the President for some...donations." It seemed he liked to pause for effect. "Believe it or not, it takes quite a lot of money to keep this church up and running."

"Faith in money will lead you nowhere, Saddler," Leon scoffed.

As if suddenly remembering, though he had not forgotten, Saddler said: "Oh, I believe I forgot to tell you; we gave you the same gift."

Leon looked away, speaking quietly. "When I was unconcious."

Saddler was surprised that Leon wasn't as stupid as his Ganados has said he would be. "Oh, I truly hope you like our small, but special contributions. When the eggs hatch, you'll become my puppets. Involuntarily, you'll do as I say." Smirking, "I'll have total control over your mind. Don't you think this is revolutionary way to propagate one's faith?"

"Sounds more like an alien invasion if you ask me!" Leon yelled.

Saddler signalled for two cloaked Ganados to make themselves seen. They aimed their crossbows at Leon and Ashley, thought the two Americans somehow dodged the speeding, flaming arrows and crashed out his precious church windows. He decided some form of revenge or another would be best. And not only for the windows, but for the fact that the American had stolen his drug money to but first-aid sprays!

"I will have to send for a Ganado. It can have the jacket," Saddler grumbled.

Saddler rang the church bell. As he waited for the many Ganados, he decided upon what he would have for desert. Some apple pie, I think. I like pie. Pie is good... And that was when they entered. Saddler "magically" removed Leon's jacket from underneath his cloak and tossed it into the small crowd. They fought over it for a short while before deciding on the most mature, business-like Ganado to hold the "magical" coat. Little did they know, the Ganado would eventually sell the jacket to a derranged blond man with an annoying voice.

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Now, I hope you all are aware that that little comment at the end about selling the jacket was like...a reference to another RE story. By Luna-Starr, but I'm not too sure. I can't quite remember. Anyways, whoever that story belongs to, I hope you don't mind that I mentioned it.