The Dead Will Come 15
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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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Wufei glared at the man pointing a gun at him. It was degrading to be transported at gunpoint, forced to keep his hands over his head. They had been forced to climb on the back of a truck, accompanied by six armed men and Dorothy to be transported back to the labs.
Heero had his eyes fixed on Duo as if he was afraid to look away. Wufei hadn't expected Heero's mission to be his old boyfriend. He wouldn't have taken Heero for the romantic type but he figured risking his life to save his boyfriend from zombies was considered romantic, in an unconventional sort of way.
Howard was leaning back on the bench beside Duo, his sunglasses still on. He had been still and quiet during the whole ride and if Wufei didn't know better he would think the old man was asleep, but Howard was too suspicious to let his guard down. He still gave Wufei weird looks now and then as if he expected Wufei to transform into a zombie and try to eat his brains.
On Wufei's other side Trowa was quietly glaring daggers at Dorothy. The woman looked too excited to have a gun pointed at Quatre. Trowa had already tried to get her away from Quatre twice, which had only earned him a black eye and a gun pressed to the back of his neck. Wufei thought Trowa would still be fighting if it weren't for Quatre asking him to stop.
"We are going to have to punish you, you know?" Dorothy said in a sweet voice. "Running away is a big no no." She had been using a baby voice to talk to Quatre all the time, calling him Pet and treating him like an uncooperative child.
Quatre had remained quiet but his eyes reflected how annoyed he was. Dorothy could see it too, the small curve of her lips was proof enough. Wufei felt ashamed. This had been going on under his nose for all the months he had worked on the lab. He had heard the rumor of a psychic but he had never thought the person could be kept against their will.
Trowa growled and Dorothy smiled at him. "You even got yourself a boyfriend while you were gone, Pet. A famous actor none the less and you didn't even introduce us. Now that's just bad manners."
"Leave him out of this." It was the first time Quatre had spoken to Dorothy.
"Don't worry about him, Pet. He'll be useful to us in his own way, just like the rest of them." Dorothy's eyes settled on Wufei. "You'll get to be experimented on, for a change."
"I don't know what you're on, Goldilocks, but if you think we'll become your little lab rats you got another thing coming." Duo was glaring at her. The man pointing a gun at him jabbed it hard on his shoulder.
"You won't have much choice." Dorothy smiled. "But don't worry, if all goes well then you'll live forever."
"As a fucking zombie!? You are crazy!" Duo frowned. "Why would you take part on this?"
"They pay well and provide me with some," she let her finger trail down Quatre's cheek, "entertainment."
The truck stopped. Wufei's eyes met Heero's. Heero shook his head slightly. This wasn't the time to try to escape but the intensity in Heero's eyes told him that the time soon would come. Wufei just hoped it would be soon enough, for all their sakes.
* * *
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
Wufei glared at the man pointing a gun at him. It was degrading to be transported at gunpoint, forced to keep his hands over his head. They had been forced to climb on the back of a truck, accompanied by six armed men and Dorothy to be transported back to the labs.
Heero had his eyes fixed on Duo as if he was afraid to look away. Wufei hadn't expected Heero's mission to be his old boyfriend. He wouldn't have taken Heero for the romantic type but he figured risking his life to save his boyfriend from zombies was considered romantic, in an unconventional sort of way.
Howard was leaning back on the bench beside Duo, his sunglasses still on. He had been still and quiet during the whole ride and if Wufei didn't know better he would think the old man was asleep, but Howard was too suspicious to let his guard down. He still gave Wufei weird looks now and then as if he expected Wufei to transform into a zombie and try to eat his brains.
On Wufei's other side Trowa was quietly glaring daggers at Dorothy. The woman looked too excited to have a gun pointed at Quatre. Trowa had already tried to get her away from Quatre twice, which had only earned him a black eye and a gun pressed to the back of his neck. Wufei thought Trowa would still be fighting if it weren't for Quatre asking him to stop.
"We are going to have to punish you, you know?" Dorothy said in a sweet voice. "Running away is a big no no." She had been using a baby voice to talk to Quatre all the time, calling him Pet and treating him like an uncooperative child.
Quatre had remained quiet but his eyes reflected how annoyed he was. Dorothy could see it too, the small curve of her lips was proof enough. Wufei felt ashamed. This had been going on under his nose for all the months he had worked on the lab. He had heard the rumor of a psychic but he had never thought the person could be kept against their will.
Trowa growled and Dorothy smiled at him. "You even got yourself a boyfriend while you were gone, Pet. A famous actor none the less and you didn't even introduce us. Now that's just bad manners."
"Leave him out of this." It was the first time Quatre had spoken to Dorothy.
"Don't worry about him, Pet. He'll be useful to us in his own way, just like the rest of them." Dorothy's eyes settled on Wufei. "You'll get to be experimented on, for a change."
"I don't know what you're on, Goldilocks, but if you think we'll become your little lab rats you got another thing coming." Duo was glaring at her. The man pointing a gun at him jabbed it hard on his shoulder.
"You won't have much choice." Dorothy smiled. "But don't worry, if all goes well then you'll live forever."
"As a fucking zombie!? You are crazy!" Duo frowned. "Why would you take part on this?"
"They pay well and provide me with some," she let her finger trail down Quatre's cheek, "entertainment."
The truck stopped. Wufei's eyes met Heero's. Heero shook his head slightly. This wasn't the time to try to escape but the intensity in Heero's eyes told him that the time soon would come. Wufei just hoped it would be soon enough, for all their sakes.
* * *
TBC
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