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The Dead Will Come 3
The Dead Will Come
Rating: R
Characters/Pairings: The pilots. 1x2, 3x4
Summary: A batch of abandoned toxic waste turns a town into a living cemetery.
Warnings: Zombies, death (not the pilots), gore, language, violence and everything you would expect of a bad B movie. Also humor, hopefully.
Notes: This was inspired by Robert Rodriquez and Quentin Tarantino's "Grindhouse" so if you saw that then you know what to expect. If you haven't, then think of bad 80's zombie movies and you'll get the picture.
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Things had gone wrong. Actually, things had gone to hell and back. He had been blind believing they could control something like this. He should have known better. They all should.
It wasn't like Chang Wufei to eavesdrop and normally the young scientist would never dream on listening into the conversation of the five brains behind the whole operation but now, after the infection had spread somehow into town he knew better than to trust them.
And the maniacs were laughing.
Wufei had his back pressed to the wall, the tiny gap in the door only let him make out the profile of two of the scientist but he could hear them all clearly. They were inside one of the labs, a place Wufei hated and tried to stay away as much as possible. The specimens there… no animal should ever be subjected to that.
But in the confusion since the first reports of infected humans walking around town was confirmed most of the personal had fled in a panic. Security regulations had been all forgotten and what used to be restricted areas were currently no more secure than a kids' park.
"Wonderful! I never thought we would get to see it in action."
"I wonder if we can obtain an specimen…"
"With 80% of the population infected it shouldn't be a problem."
"Total success, even beyond our expectations."
"Immortality!"
"With a few glitches…"
"Those are irrelevant for now."
"With an specimen we could get rid of those."
"If we get him back."
"She will. She never fails."
In the back of his mind Wufei had always know this wasn't a research to cure congenital diseases. He had always know there was something dark lurking beneath the surface but his thirst for knowledge had kept him working… for a selfish purpose that had probably destroyed Little Town.
But maybe it wasn't too late. He turned his back on the lab where excited talk and laughter could still be heard and headed for the high security storage rooms. Maybe he could make things right.
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TBC
Rating: R
Characters/Pairings: The pilots. 1x2, 3x4
Summary: A batch of abandoned toxic waste turns a town into a living cemetery.
Warnings: Zombies, death (not the pilots), gore, language, violence and everything you would expect of a bad B movie. Also humor, hopefully.
Notes: This was inspired by Robert Rodriquez and Quentin Tarantino's "Grindhouse" so if you saw that then you know what to expect. If you haven't, then think of bad 80's zombie movies and you'll get the picture.
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28
Things had gone wrong. Actually, things had gone to hell and back. He had been blind believing they could control something like this. He should have known better. They all should.
It wasn't like Chang Wufei to eavesdrop and normally the young scientist would never dream on listening into the conversation of the five brains behind the whole operation but now, after the infection had spread somehow into town he knew better than to trust them.
And the maniacs were laughing.
Wufei had his back pressed to the wall, the tiny gap in the door only let him make out the profile of two of the scientist but he could hear them all clearly. They were inside one of the labs, a place Wufei hated and tried to stay away as much as possible. The specimens there… no animal should ever be subjected to that.
But in the confusion since the first reports of infected humans walking around town was confirmed most of the personal had fled in a panic. Security regulations had been all forgotten and what used to be restricted areas were currently no more secure than a kids' park.
"Wonderful! I never thought we would get to see it in action."
"I wonder if we can obtain an specimen…"
"With 80% of the population infected it shouldn't be a problem."
"Total success, even beyond our expectations."
"Immortality!"
"With a few glitches…"
"Those are irrelevant for now."
"With an specimen we could get rid of those."
"If we get him back."
"She will. She never fails."
In the back of his mind Wufei had always know this wasn't a research to cure congenital diseases. He had always know there was something dark lurking beneath the surface but his thirst for knowledge had kept him working… for a selfish purpose that had probably destroyed Little Town.
But maybe it wasn't too late. He turned his back on the lab where excited talk and laughter could still be heard and headed for the high security storage rooms. Maybe he could make things right.
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TBC
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Or, y'know, run and trip...
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I think you have another chappy... *reads* This is addictive!
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