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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Heero followed the others, as they made their way down to the ground floor of the labs. They hadn't encountered any mercenaries since rescuing Quatre and that made Heero a little nervous. They had to be somewhere. He just hoped they weren't walking into a trap.

Duo was running in front of him. Heero liked that. He could see Duo at all times and make sure he was alright. Since the kiss it was as if a weight had lifted off his shoulders and Heero could breath again, like he hadn't been able to do in years.

Now and then Duo would look back at him, as if he was trying to make sure Heero was still there. If this whole zombie mess had taught him something it was that he was never leaving Duo again.

They reached the ground floor and Wufei opened a side door and looked out. "There are men in the perimeter," he said. "Maybe we can steal a car or something."

"Knowing Howard he already has something ready," Duo said. "Now if we could just find him that would be peachy."

"He's near." Quatre's eyes were closed. "And impatient. In that direction." He pointed to the left and opened his eyes again.

When everyone just stood frozen giving him a look Quatre rolled his eyes. "Empath, remember?"

Heero moved pass everyone and looked out at the surrounding grounds. It was a large parking lot with some trucks and vehicles. There was a fence surrounding it and mercenaries patrolling around it. "Follow me," he said, looking at the others. "And stay low."

He pressed his back to the wall and started moving in the direction Quatre had pointed. They were lucky to have an empath with them and Heero was ready to employ all of Quatre's abilities to their advantage. It was his first time working with a psychic but so far it seemed to be an advantage. This made up team was working better than he had hoped. Duo was always great backup and Wufei was a high-class trained warrior. The actor had even proven useful too. Heero felt himself disliking Trowa less when he noticed the actor checking out Quatre's butt.

Heero glanced back and confirmed that Trowa was following behind Quatre, far away from where Duo was just behind Heero. Good.

They made slow progress but so far they hadn't been seen. The less they had to fight, the better.

"Wait," Quatre whispered after a little while. His eyes were closed again. Heero trained his eyes on Quatre, ready to tackle him if the glowing started again. He wasn't sure if the glow it was a side effect of Quatre's empathy or if it had been related to him attacking the zombies but it wouldn't be good for Quatre to do that right now.

A moment later Quatre's eyes opened. "In that truck." He pointed to a green army like truck not far away from them. "Howard's in there."

"And he's much cheaper than a GPS," Duo said, hitting Quatre playfully in the arm.

Quatre returned Duo's smile. Trowa didn't look happy though and Wufei let out an annoyed sigh and started moving towards the truck. Heero followed him.

A gun was pointed at them as soon as they started to climb in the back of the truck. Howard lowed his weapon and motioned for them to get inside quickly.

"Are we driving this thing?" Duo asked.

"Nope." Howard smiled. "They have a helicopter in the back. Much more useful. Who can fly?"

Heero raised his hand at the same time Duo said, "You know I can."

Wufei said, "I can fly."

"Me as well," added Trowa.

"And me," Quatre added.

Howard laughed. "Now ain't that lucky? What are the odds?" He shook his head, amused. "In the movies they always have just one pilot… well sometimes two but the second would always die painfully at the last moment." He eyed each of them carefully. "Your lack of large breasts makes you all vulnerable."

They all glared at him.

"Anyway," Howard said, breaking the uncomfortable silence, "we need to get to the helicopter."

"There might be a problem," Trowa announced. He was on the back of the truck, looking out.

Heero moved to him just in time to see hundreds of zombies pushing the fence down and attacking the mercenaries. The tail of helicopter could be seen by the corner of the building, right behind the zombies. "Fuck!"

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TBC