misanagi

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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Relena Darlian held her cellphone to her ear and waited. It rang one, two, three times and then went to voicemail. She slammed it shut with a grumble and checked her computer again. Hilde still hadn't logged in. It wasn't like her to disappear like this, no call, no mail to Relena to let her know what was going on…

Hilde was impulsive but Relena was starting to get worried. They were best friends, and when Hilde finally appeared Relena would be sure to let her know that best friends weren't found at every corner and she, Hilde, should take better care of hers. And then she would make Hilde buy her chocolate, lots and lots of chocolate.

Deciding to distract herself for a while, Relena sat at the computer table and put on her reading glasses. She had checked her mail only minutes ago but she had saved a couple of fics she hadn't read yet, and what a better way to distract herself than reading a bit of boylove?

She was three chapters into a new story when there was a knock on the door. She glanced at her watch noticing it was way past midnight.

"Hilde, this better be you," she said, heading for the door, "and you better have a damn good excuse for going missing on--."

Relena's glasses fell on the floor.

"It's okay, Lena. I'm back now."

It was Hilde's voice but it was hollowed, dead. Relena took a couple of steps back, not able to tear her eyes away from the thing her friend had become. This wasn't Hilde, this dead mauled corpse standing at the doorway couldn't be her best friend, but when a cold rough hand caressed her cheek, Relena didn't pull away. A part of her was yelling for her to run but her feet wouldn't move, she was frozen looking at Hilde's dead eyes.

"I'll be alright," Hilde reassured her.

It won't, Relena wanted to say but she couldn't speak. She was shaking now and tears were forming in the corner of her eyes. Things would never be okay again.

And then Hilde came closer and Relena felt ghostly cold lips against her neck. "I'm sorry," Relena whispered for them both.

The next thing heard was a scream.

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TBC