The Dead Will Come 23
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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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Trowa jumped inside the helicopter only seconds after Quatre. Quatre and Heero were crouching by the helicopter's door, shooting at any zombie that came too close, but they were being careful with their rounds. Wufei was already inside with Trowa and Duo followed with Howard moments later.
Duo threw his gun at Howard and immediately moved to the pilot's seat. He bumped into Wufei who'd had the same idea.
"Move, I'm flying."
"Why should you fly?" Wufei crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't know how much experience you have but I'm confident I can do a better job."
"Come on! I used to fly cargo planes, okay? I'm good enough. You are a scientist, for crying out loud."
"The Dragon Clan taught me everything I need to know," Wufei said, sounding insulted.
"Since this is a military operation," said Heero from his spot by the door, "I should do the flying."
"This isn't a military operation," Trowa said. "I can fly. I learned for one of my roles."
"And as we've witnessed everything you did in the movies applies flawlessly in a real life combat situation," Heero retorted.
"You know," Quatre spoke while shooting a zombie, "I've flown helicopters very similar to these before. I quite enjoyed my flying lessons before I ran away from home. Father had his own helicopter. He didn't care much for traffic. I can pilot."
"We all know I'm the superior pilot," Heero said.
"Now wait there, Heero," Duo interrupted. "I know you're not suggesting you're better than me!"
"The Dragon Clan only trains the best."
"I learned to pilot from qualified people. I did have to fly a real helicopter for Sky Inferno," Trowa pointed out.
"I'm really quite good and I've missed it. I should have the chance since who knows when I'll get to fly again," Quatre said. "Besides, I saved you from the zombies before so you owe me."
"We rescued you from the evil looking chair thingy!" Duo pointed out. "And I clothed you and Trowa, so you all owe me."
"I came back to save you," Heero interjected. "I win. "
"This isn’t—"
"I should—"
"You can't—"
"Stop it!" Howard yelled, effectively ending the discussion. "The zombies are coming. The town will be destroyed in less than five minutes and you are a having a who can fly better discussion." He shot a zombie that was getting too close to them. "No wonder they only have one pilot in the movies… Now you will settle this as civilized men with rock paper scissors."
The others blinked.
"I'm a bit busy at the moment," Quatre said, taking out two zombies.
"Then you and Heero should be mature enough to know you are needed as marksmen and not as pilots right now," Howard said.
Quatre pouted. "Fine."
Heero grumbled and nodded.
"Now you three," Howard looked at Wufei, Duo and Trowa, "make this quick."
Duo lost the first round and with a curse he took back his gun from Howard and went to help Heero and Quatre keep the zombies at bay.
Trowa and Wufei tied twice until Wufei beat Trowa's rock with paper and not wasting another moment jumped quickly into the pilot's seat. Howard sat in the copilots' and seconds later the helicopter was starting, the helix gaining speed.
"Hang on," Wufei said and the helicopter lifted off.
The zombies on the ground snarled, watching their last meal fly away.
"Move it," Heero said, looking at his watch. "We don't have much time."
They gained altitude and Wufei started to maneuver the helicopter away from the town. Second later two fast planes soared by them.
Duo watched them pass and then looked down at the town below. "Good bye, Little Town."
* * *
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
Trowa jumped inside the helicopter only seconds after Quatre. Quatre and Heero were crouching by the helicopter's door, shooting at any zombie that came too close, but they were being careful with their rounds. Wufei was already inside with Trowa and Duo followed with Howard moments later.
Duo threw his gun at Howard and immediately moved to the pilot's seat. He bumped into Wufei who'd had the same idea.
"Move, I'm flying."
"Why should you fly?" Wufei crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't know how much experience you have but I'm confident I can do a better job."
"Come on! I used to fly cargo planes, okay? I'm good enough. You are a scientist, for crying out loud."
"The Dragon Clan taught me everything I need to know," Wufei said, sounding insulted.
"Since this is a military operation," said Heero from his spot by the door, "I should do the flying."
"This isn't a military operation," Trowa said. "I can fly. I learned for one of my roles."
"And as we've witnessed everything you did in the movies applies flawlessly in a real life combat situation," Heero retorted.
"You know," Quatre spoke while shooting a zombie, "I've flown helicopters very similar to these before. I quite enjoyed my flying lessons before I ran away from home. Father had his own helicopter. He didn't care much for traffic. I can pilot."
"We all know I'm the superior pilot," Heero said.
"Now wait there, Heero," Duo interrupted. "I know you're not suggesting you're better than me!"
"The Dragon Clan only trains the best."
"I learned to pilot from qualified people. I did have to fly a real helicopter for Sky Inferno," Trowa pointed out.
"I'm really quite good and I've missed it. I should have the chance since who knows when I'll get to fly again," Quatre said. "Besides, I saved you from the zombies before so you owe me."
"We rescued you from the evil looking chair thingy!" Duo pointed out. "And I clothed you and Trowa, so you all owe me."
"I came back to save you," Heero interjected. "I win. "
"This isn’t—"
"I should—"
"You can't—"
"Stop it!" Howard yelled, effectively ending the discussion. "The zombies are coming. The town will be destroyed in less than five minutes and you are a having a who can fly better discussion." He shot a zombie that was getting too close to them. "No wonder they only have one pilot in the movies… Now you will settle this as civilized men with rock paper scissors."
The others blinked.
"I'm a bit busy at the moment," Quatre said, taking out two zombies.
"Then you and Heero should be mature enough to know you are needed as marksmen and not as pilots right now," Howard said.
Quatre pouted. "Fine."
Heero grumbled and nodded.
"Now you three," Howard looked at Wufei, Duo and Trowa, "make this quick."
Duo lost the first round and with a curse he took back his gun from Howard and went to help Heero and Quatre keep the zombies at bay.
Trowa and Wufei tied twice until Wufei beat Trowa's rock with paper and not wasting another moment jumped quickly into the pilot's seat. Howard sat in the copilots' and seconds later the helicopter was starting, the helix gaining speed.
"Hang on," Wufei said and the helicopter lifted off.
The zombies on the ground snarled, watching their last meal fly away.
"Move it," Heero said, looking at his watch. "We don't have much time."
They gained altitude and Wufei started to maneuver the helicopter away from the town. Second later two fast planes soared by them.
Duo watched them pass and then looked down at the town below. "Good bye, Little Town."
* * *
TBC
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Date: 2008-02-24 06:50 pm (UTC)Also, the world would be a much more peaceful place if all conflicts could be solved with rock, paper, scissors.
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Date: 2008-02-24 09:22 pm (UTC)But I'm especially glad the boys got out, but GOD that was hillarious!
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