Resident X
Genre: Humor/Crossover
Rating: K+
Characters: Cyclops/Scott S. and Jill V.
The X-Men are under attack by Magneto and his strike team of zombie super soldiers. Fortunately, our mutant heroes have backup…Jill Valentine!
"It's too much! These monsters are unstoppable!" Kurt shouted in desperation as he and the X-Men were surrounded by Magneto and his three zombie super soldiers. "Let him go." A female voice rang out. "Show yourself!" Magneto roared. "So…Erik Lehnsherr, I presume? Mutant, criminal mastermind, wanted terrorist, megalomaniac?" The female voice taunted. "Who the devil are you?!" Magneto screamed only to see her aim her gun at his head. "Just call me Jill." Jill said before shooting him with her taser. "Mr. Summers." Jill said to Cyclops. Cyclops commented "Ms. Valentine, welcome to New York. It's quite a place for the usual superhero activity, right? I take it you're from…" "Raccoon City, yes. And yes, there are human mutants in the city. Except they work for Bucket Head over here." Jill groaned, referring to Magneto. The zombies; now that their so-called master has been defeated, they simply dropped their weapons and genuflected upon the mutant heroes and their ally as a sign of respect. "So, this may sound like a very silly question but…can we keep them?" Bobby asked as Jean looked at him like he just took another bite from Kitty's homemade brownies. It's gonna take a lot more to get the brownies out, especially after that 'Patriot' fiasco and our mansion flag making a nice, big hole in our wall right where the photo of my sister Sara used to be. Jean thought in disgust. "Iceman…that was the silliest question you ever asked. But then again…these soldiers could be some useful handymen. What do you say, lads?" Cyclops asked with a grin. "It…would be an honor." The head zombie spoke before motioning his men to help rebuild the mansion with a wave of his hand. "And get that…uh, what was it Jill called him at the beginning of the story?" the second zombie asked. "Mutant criminal?" Jill asked, having already memorized the script. "That's the word, yes. Men, get this 'mutant criminal' out of this mansion immediately!" He barked before launching into a drill sergeant type. "Now forward march! Hut two three four…" He ordered as the soldiers marched towards the nearby police cruiser while bringing Magneto, who was muttering nonsense. "…Mozart." Magneto babbled before repeating it over and over, laughing like a madman. "So…I guess Raccoon City and New York are by chance…neighbors?" Cyclops asked Jill. "You could say that." Jill smiled.
I do not own X-Men: Evolution or Resident Evil