The Dead Will Come 12
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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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Howard put a gun to Duo's face as soon as the young man appeared on his door and didn't lower it until he was sure that Duo was breathing and not a rotting walking corpse. He raised an eyebrow at having Trowa Barton on his home and then glared at Heero Yuy. Apparently miracles did happen. The other boys he dismissed with a curious look.
"Think twice the next time you call me crazy, kid," he said, hitting Duo on the back of the head.
Duo winced. "Sorry, jeez, I had reason to doubt…"
"You came here for guns, right?"
"And amo," Duo admitted. "I'm all out, so is Heero."
Howard ignored that last part and instead smirked at Duo. "I didn't know you were dating a movie star…"
Heero growled as Duo said, "I'm not. He just showed up at the station half naked."
"Long story," Trowa added.
"So, who's the bloodied one with the sword?" Howard tightened the grip on his gun. "Are you sure he hasn't been bitten? You know in the movies they always bite someone and people try to take care of them just to have him turn into a zombie and kill at least two in the group. And I'm the oldest, the statistics aren't in my favor."
"I haven't been bitten. I just have some zombie brain on me."
"That's Wufei," Duo pointed. "He came with Yuy. Has wicked skills with that sword of his."
Howard relaxed the grip on his gun. "And what about the one who looks like he escaped from a hospital?" Howard said looking at the shoeless blond.
"Um, that's Quatre." Duo scratched the back of his neck. "Apparently a psychic." He smiled at Howard. "He glows too."
If it wasn't for the zombies Howard would have been sure Duo was crazy but with the night he was having he was only half sure about it.
"He can stop the zombies," Wufei added.
"Not really," Quatre interrupted. He moved to the couch and sat down. "What I did in the road requires a lot of energy and control I don't have at the moment."
Howard lowered his sunglasses slightly. "Kid, are you trying to tell me that you have powers?"
"Some," Quatre answered. "A very small percentage of the population is born with refined psychic abilities. Everyone has them to some degree but only few have it developed. I'm one of the few. I'm an empath."
Trowa moved to stand beside Quatre and asked, "Why can you affect the zombies?"
Quatre lowered his eyes. "It's my fault those things are out there." There was a deep silence. "They used my psychic signature to experiment and it's thanks to that they managed to create a chemical that, well, keeps the dead alive."
"It wasn't supposed to work like that," Wufei added. "They think a living person stumbled over some mixed waste of previous batches and the combination started the infection."
"Why did you take on this?" Heero was glaring at Quatre. Trowa stood a bit closer to the blond.
"I didn't have a choice." Quatre's voice was filled with regret. "They kidnapped me two years ago after I ran away from home and have been experimenting on me since. There's nothing I could do to stop them."
"You escaped today," Wufei said. "They are looking for you."
"The guards outside my cell were gone and the security bolts were unlocked. I took the chance and ran." Quatre bit his lower lip. "When I saw the zombies out there I understood what had happened. Then I felt all the emotions on the air, from the scared people and even those things. I think I must have passed out at some point."
"So can you do the glowy thing again?" Duo sat himself on Howard's chair and put his feet on the coffee table.
Quatre shook his head. "I'm not quite in control of my powers now. With all the drugs they gave me my empathy has been muted. Until today. Getting my abilities suddenly back after a year is tiring. Earlier on the road I reacted on instinct. I'm not sure I can do it again."
"Bummer," Duo said. "And here I thought we had found a nice human shaped zombie repellent. So, what's our next move?"
"Load up," Heero said. "Get all the guns and provisions we can and get out of town."
Duo sighed. "I should have known you would say that."
* * *
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
Howard put a gun to Duo's face as soon as the young man appeared on his door and didn't lower it until he was sure that Duo was breathing and not a rotting walking corpse. He raised an eyebrow at having Trowa Barton on his home and then glared at Heero Yuy. Apparently miracles did happen. The other boys he dismissed with a curious look.
"Think twice the next time you call me crazy, kid," he said, hitting Duo on the back of the head.
Duo winced. "Sorry, jeez, I had reason to doubt…"
"You came here for guns, right?"
"And amo," Duo admitted. "I'm all out, so is Heero."
Howard ignored that last part and instead smirked at Duo. "I didn't know you were dating a movie star…"
Heero growled as Duo said, "I'm not. He just showed up at the station half naked."
"Long story," Trowa added.
"So, who's the bloodied one with the sword?" Howard tightened the grip on his gun. "Are you sure he hasn't been bitten? You know in the movies they always bite someone and people try to take care of them just to have him turn into a zombie and kill at least two in the group. And I'm the oldest, the statistics aren't in my favor."
"I haven't been bitten. I just have some zombie brain on me."
"That's Wufei," Duo pointed. "He came with Yuy. Has wicked skills with that sword of his."
Howard relaxed the grip on his gun. "And what about the one who looks like he escaped from a hospital?" Howard said looking at the shoeless blond.
"Um, that's Quatre." Duo scratched the back of his neck. "Apparently a psychic." He smiled at Howard. "He glows too."
If it wasn't for the zombies Howard would have been sure Duo was crazy but with the night he was having he was only half sure about it.
"He can stop the zombies," Wufei added.
"Not really," Quatre interrupted. He moved to the couch and sat down. "What I did in the road requires a lot of energy and control I don't have at the moment."
Howard lowered his sunglasses slightly. "Kid, are you trying to tell me that you have powers?"
"Some," Quatre answered. "A very small percentage of the population is born with refined psychic abilities. Everyone has them to some degree but only few have it developed. I'm one of the few. I'm an empath."
Trowa moved to stand beside Quatre and asked, "Why can you affect the zombies?"
Quatre lowered his eyes. "It's my fault those things are out there." There was a deep silence. "They used my psychic signature to experiment and it's thanks to that they managed to create a chemical that, well, keeps the dead alive."
"It wasn't supposed to work like that," Wufei added. "They think a living person stumbled over some mixed waste of previous batches and the combination started the infection."
"Why did you take on this?" Heero was glaring at Quatre. Trowa stood a bit closer to the blond.
"I didn't have a choice." Quatre's voice was filled with regret. "They kidnapped me two years ago after I ran away from home and have been experimenting on me since. There's nothing I could do to stop them."
"You escaped today," Wufei said. "They are looking for you."
"The guards outside my cell were gone and the security bolts were unlocked. I took the chance and ran." Quatre bit his lower lip. "When I saw the zombies out there I understood what had happened. Then I felt all the emotions on the air, from the scared people and even those things. I think I must have passed out at some point."
"So can you do the glowy thing again?" Duo sat himself on Howard's chair and put his feet on the coffee table.
Quatre shook his head. "I'm not quite in control of my powers now. With all the drugs they gave me my empathy has been muted. Until today. Getting my abilities suddenly back after a year is tiring. Earlier on the road I reacted on instinct. I'm not sure I can do it again."
"Bummer," Duo said. "And here I thought we had found a nice human shaped zombie repellent. So, what's our next move?"
"Load up," Heero said. "Get all the guns and provisions we can and get out of town."
Duo sighed. "I should have known you would say that."
* * *
TBC
