The Dead Will Come 11
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misanagiThe 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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There was a moment of tense silence before Heero moved towards the blond, a knife in his hand. But before he could reach him Trowa moved in front of the blond, shielding the slightly dazed stranger from Heero.
"Who are you?" Heero asked, not lowering his knife.
Trowa glared and remained standing firmly between Heero and the blond. The glow, whatever it was had slowly been vanishing until the road was now just as dark as it had been before, illuminated only by the car's headlights.
"He's the psychic."
Trowa turned to look at the scientist but before he could ask anything Duo did. "Who's your buddy, Heero, and what's he on?"
"I'm Chang Wufei. I'm a scientist and unfortunately I'm not on anything." He brought two fingers to his forehead and closed his eyes for a moment. "I worked with the research group responsible for this." He gestured at the zombies around him.
"Right," Duo sighed. "Maybe we can continue this little chat in the car before those things wake up?" He gave Heero a look and after a moment Heero nodded and moved to the car.
"They won't."
The voice startled Trowa. The blond had his eyes fixed on the zombies around them, a sad look on his face.
"We are not taking that chance," Heero said coldly.
Trowa waited for the blond to move for the car before climbing in himself. He settled on the backseat between the blond and the scientist. Duo started the car and Heero turned around and kept his eyes firmly on the blond, the knife still in his hand.
"Don't believe you're forgiven just 'cause you're riding shotgun, Yuy," Duo said as he ran over the zombies on the road. The car swayed until there were no more undead to drive over and then Duo sped up.
"So, um, psychic?" Duo asked after a short awkward silence.
"I never saw him but there were rumors that they were keeping a psychic in the labs to help with the research," Wufei explained.
"Cool," Duo grumbled. "A glowing psychic, a sword fighter scientist, Yuy appearing out of nowhere, a half naked movie star and don't forget the fucking zombies… just peachy."
"Half naked?" Heero's voice was low and dangerous.
Duo didn't have time to explain before the stranger spoke. "Quatre. You can just call me Quatre." The blond gave a tentative smile. "Quatre Raberba Winner."
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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
There was a moment of tense silence before Heero moved towards the blond, a knife in his hand. But before he could reach him Trowa moved in front of the blond, shielding the slightly dazed stranger from Heero.
"Who are you?" Heero asked, not lowering his knife.
Trowa glared and remained standing firmly between Heero and the blond. The glow, whatever it was had slowly been vanishing until the road was now just as dark as it had been before, illuminated only by the car's headlights.
"He's the psychic."
Trowa turned to look at the scientist but before he could ask anything Duo did. "Who's your buddy, Heero, and what's he on?"
"I'm Chang Wufei. I'm a scientist and unfortunately I'm not on anything." He brought two fingers to his forehead and closed his eyes for a moment. "I worked with the research group responsible for this." He gestured at the zombies around him.
"Right," Duo sighed. "Maybe we can continue this little chat in the car before those things wake up?" He gave Heero a look and after a moment Heero nodded and moved to the car.
"They won't."
The voice startled Trowa. The blond had his eyes fixed on the zombies around them, a sad look on his face.
"We are not taking that chance," Heero said coldly.
Trowa waited for the blond to move for the car before climbing in himself. He settled on the backseat between the blond and the scientist. Duo started the car and Heero turned around and kept his eyes firmly on the blond, the knife still in his hand.
"Don't believe you're forgiven just 'cause you're riding shotgun, Yuy," Duo said as he ran over the zombies on the road. The car swayed until there were no more undead to drive over and then Duo sped up.
"So, um, psychic?" Duo asked after a short awkward silence.
"I never saw him but there were rumors that they were keeping a psychic in the labs to help with the research," Wufei explained.
"Cool," Duo grumbled. "A glowing psychic, a sword fighter scientist, Yuy appearing out of nowhere, a half naked movie star and don't forget the fucking zombies… just peachy."
"Half naked?" Heero's voice was low and dangerous.
Duo didn't have time to explain before the stranger spoke. "Quatre. You can just call me Quatre." The blond gave a tentative smile. "Quatre Raberba Winner."
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TBC
