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The Dead Will Come 22
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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Wufei had managed to hear, even amongst the noise of the battle, Heero's statement. The town would be destroyed. It would find its end thanks to the research Wufei had participated in. He was partly responsible for the killing that would soon take place.
A zombie jumped at him, a teenager missing a hand. Wufei raised his gun but it was too late. The zombie's head exploded and its brains scattered all around, staining Wufei's clothes with blood and gray matter.
He glanced back to see Howard smiling and waving his gun. "So you really weren't bitten, uh?" said the old man. "You will if you don't start paying attention." He shot another two zombies and turned his back on Wufei.
"We need to move," Heero said, catching up to Wufei. "The town will be bombed in five minutes."
"How do you know," Wufei questioned, this time not allowing himself to get distracted from the fight.
Heero changed magazines quickly. "I have my sources," he answered.
"And couldn't they have told you a little earlier?" Duo grumbled. "Five minutes isn't very long to escape the zombies, start the helicopter and fly away from the blast range."
"I'll be tight," Heero admitted.
"Five minutes is plenty, right, movie star?" Howard was grinning while he fired. "You've escaped from inside a volcano about to erupt in under five minutes before."
"Melting Heat, right?" Duo put two bullets in a couple of old zombie lady's heads. "Great movie!"
"Quatre, couldn't you shut them al down?" Trowa asked, completely ignoring Howard and Duo.
"Yeah, that'll be a lot better than being blown up along with out smelly zombie friends." Duo was frowning and taking out his anger on all the zombies that approached him.
"It would be an effective way to stop the threat," Wufei agreed.
"I can't now. I don't have he strength and even if I did, there are too many and all over town." Quatre fired three quick shots. "I can't reach them all."
"There can't be any left alive or we risk the infection to spread beyond this town," Heero said.
They were all quiet for a moment. Wufei knew this was his fault. If he hadn't lost the samples he could have tried to manufacture a cure, an antidote that could have maybe even saved a lot of the infected people. Little Town wouldn't be destroyed and so many lives wouldn't be lost, but it was too late for that now. The samples were gone and their time was running out.
"We need to reach that helicopter soon." Howard fired his gun but nothing happened. "Shit, I'm out. Of course I'm out first. I'm gonna die here just because I'm the oldest."
Duo shot the two zombies approaching Howard. "Shut up, old man, and get behind me. I'll cover you."
"Aw, kid, I didn't know you cared." Howard took cover and let the others protect him.
They were almost at the helicopter. Wufei shot three more shots. His gun was empty and he was out of spare magazines. If he only had his sword with him now... It had been a clan sword and if he survived this his clan wouldn't be happy that he had lost it.
"Get behind me," Heero said and took out two zombies.
Moments later Trowa was out too and took cover behind Quatre.
"Run for it!" Duo said when they were almost at the helicopter.
Wufei took a deep breath and ran without looking back.
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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
Wufei had managed to hear, even amongst the noise of the battle, Heero's statement. The town would be destroyed. It would find its end thanks to the research Wufei had participated in. He was partly responsible for the killing that would soon take place.
A zombie jumped at him, a teenager missing a hand. Wufei raised his gun but it was too late. The zombie's head exploded and its brains scattered all around, staining Wufei's clothes with blood and gray matter.
He glanced back to see Howard smiling and waving his gun. "So you really weren't bitten, uh?" said the old man. "You will if you don't start paying attention." He shot another two zombies and turned his back on Wufei.
"We need to move," Heero said, catching up to Wufei. "The town will be bombed in five minutes."
"How do you know," Wufei questioned, this time not allowing himself to get distracted from the fight.
Heero changed magazines quickly. "I have my sources," he answered.
"And couldn't they have told you a little earlier?" Duo grumbled. "Five minutes isn't very long to escape the zombies, start the helicopter and fly away from the blast range."
"I'll be tight," Heero admitted.
"Five minutes is plenty, right, movie star?" Howard was grinning while he fired. "You've escaped from inside a volcano about to erupt in under five minutes before."
"Melting Heat, right?" Duo put two bullets in a couple of old zombie lady's heads. "Great movie!"
"Quatre, couldn't you shut them al down?" Trowa asked, completely ignoring Howard and Duo.
"Yeah, that'll be a lot better than being blown up along with out smelly zombie friends." Duo was frowning and taking out his anger on all the zombies that approached him.
"It would be an effective way to stop the threat," Wufei agreed.
"I can't now. I don't have he strength and even if I did, there are too many and all over town." Quatre fired three quick shots. "I can't reach them all."
"There can't be any left alive or we risk the infection to spread beyond this town," Heero said.
They were all quiet for a moment. Wufei knew this was his fault. If he hadn't lost the samples he could have tried to manufacture a cure, an antidote that could have maybe even saved a lot of the infected people. Little Town wouldn't be destroyed and so many lives wouldn't be lost, but it was too late for that now. The samples were gone and their time was running out.
"We need to reach that helicopter soon." Howard fired his gun but nothing happened. "Shit, I'm out. Of course I'm out first. I'm gonna die here just because I'm the oldest."
Duo shot the two zombies approaching Howard. "Shut up, old man, and get behind me. I'll cover you."
"Aw, kid, I didn't know you cared." Howard took cover and let the others protect him.
They were almost at the helicopter. Wufei shot three more shots. His gun was empty and he was out of spare magazines. If he only had his sword with him now... It had been a clan sword and if he survived this his clan wouldn't be happy that he had lost it.
"Get behind me," Heero said and took out two zombies.
Moments later Trowa was out too and took cover behind Quatre.
"Run for it!" Duo said when they were almost at the helicopter.
Wufei took a deep breath and ran without looking back.
* * *
TBC