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The Walking Dead TV series is produced by Frank Darabont and AMC Studios, and is based on a series of comic books published by Image Comics and was created by Robert Kirkman and Tony Moore.
The A-Team was created and produced by Stephen J. Cannell and Frank Lupo, and is the property of NBC Entertainment and Universal Television. It ran from 1983 to 1987.
The Master was created and produced by Michael Sloan, and is owned by Warner Brothers Television. It ran for only 13 episodes, from 1984 to 1985.
The Fall Guy was created and produced by Glen A. Larson, and is owned by 20th Century Fox Television. It ran from 1981 to 1986 on ABC.
The Dukes Of Hazzard was created by Gy Waldron and Jerry Rushing, produced by Paul R. Picard Productions, and is owned by Warner Brothers Television. It ran from 1979 to 1985.
Charlie's Angels was created by Ivan Goff and Ben Roberts, and was produced by Aaron Spelling. It ran from 1976 to 1981. The copyrights are owned by Sony Pictures Television.
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Convoy
Starring
(From The A-Team)
George Peppard as Col. John "Hannibal" Smith
Dirk Benedict as Lt. Templeton "Face Man" Peck
Dwight Schultz as Cpt. H.M. "Howling Mad" Murdock
Mr. T as Sgt. B.A. Barracus
Melinda Culea as Amy Allen
(From The Fall Guy)
Lee Majors as Colt Seavers
Heather Thomas as Jody Banks
(From The Master)
Lee Van Cleef as "The Master" John Peter McAllister
Tim Van Patten as Max Keller
(From The Dukes Of Hazzard)
John Schneider as Bo Duke
Tom Wopat as Luke Duke
Catherine Bach as Daisy Duke
Sonny Shroyer as Deputy Enos Strate
(From Charlie's Angels)
Kate Jackson as Sabrina Duncan
Farrah Fawcett as Jill Munroe
Jacklyn Smith as Kelly Garrett
Chapter One
It's late at night. The country sky is clear, revealing thousands of twinkling stars up above. The moon is full and shining down like a ball of silver. Barreling down the unpaved country road is a dark gray and black GMC van, with a red stripe down the sides separating the two colours. The rims of the wheels are coloured red to match. Sitting in the driver's seat of this van is a large, muscular black man with a full beard and mustache. His head has been shaved into a Mohawk, and he's dressed in camouflage pants and matching vest, with a weight belt around his waist. His wrists and fingers are heavily adorned with gold rings and bracelets, and he's wearing many gold chains around his neck. His name is Bosco Allen Barracus, or B.A. for short. B.A. scowls as he looks out at the dirt road which stretches out ahead of him.
Sitting next to B.A. In the passenger seat, wearing a dress shirt with the collar casually unbuttoned, jeans, stingray skin boots, and a black leather jacket, is Templeton Peck. Known as Face Man to his friends, he's a very handsome dark haired Caucasian with a gleaming smile and a gift for talking just about anyone into doing almost anything. Right behind Face is an older man with silver hair, wearing a light blue dress shirt, boots, jeans, and a tan coloured jacket. He clutches an unlit cigar between his teeth as he sits in the back of the van. His name is Colonel John Smith, though he's known better by his nickname, Hannibal. Sitting next to Hannibal, wearing jeans, runners, a Batman t-shirt, a brown leather flight jacket with a tiger printed on the back, and a blue baseball cap is the group's pilot, Captain "Howling Mad" H.M. Murdock. Collectively, these four men are known as The A-Team.
Once a crack commando unit in Vietnam, their last mission before the U.S. officially pulled out of that conflict was to rob the Bank of Hanoi. Unfortunately, when they returned to base, they found that it had been hit by a mortar attack. Their commanding officer was killed, and all of his files containing details of various covert operations were destroyed. With no proof that their heist was sanctioned by the military, they were immediately arrested and sent to a maximum security stockade. They promptly escaped from under the watchful eyes of Colonel Lynch, and disappeared into the Los Angeles underground where they survived as soldiers of fortune.
Sometime later they were joined by the fifth occupant of the van, an attractive dark haired young woman named Amy Allen, a newspaper reporter. She started out hiring them to rescue a friend of hers from Mexican guerrillas. Afterwards she began helping them out on their cases, using her contacts at the newspaper to gain information, as well as writing her own article on the exploits of this unorthodox team of mercenaries.
Their last job was a security detail. They had to accompany an eccentric and paranoid billionaire from Los Angeles to New Orleans, Louisiana. On the way there, they heard scattered reports of people becoming infected by some mutant strain of the rabies virus, and that people infected were going crazy and trying to eat other people. By the time they had dropped off their client and were on their way home, they discover that the virus doesn't drive people mad. It kills them and reanimates their bodies, causing them to attack and devour any living thing they see. And that these walking dead could only be stopped by shooting them through the head, or otherwise destroying the brain. The radio broadcasts said to head to Atlanta Georgia, that there was a safe quarantine zone there. But by the time the A-Team had arrived, Atlanta was a total war zone. So they left, and have been driving the back roads ever since. Hannibal had guessed, quite correctly, that many of the major highways would be gridlocked with panicking civilians. While the back country roads were the longer route, they had less traffic and would therefore not be as likely to be blocked up.
It has been several weeks since they had left Atlanta. Sticking to the more rural areas has allowed them to travel from farm to farm, scavenging for supplies and refueling whenever they can. Tonight, as they drive along, B.A. brings the van to a skidding halt.
"What is it B.A.?" asks Hannibal.
"Listen," says the larger man, and he holds a hand up indicating to the others to be quiet.
After a moment of silence they hear it. Gunshots. First only a couple. Then a few more. Now there's a steady pattern of guns being fired. The team can make out three or four different makes of guns.
"Sounds like a firefight," says Face.
"Or someone's refuge is being overrun by walkers," suggests Murdock.
"Let's go take a look and find out," says Hannibal.
"But what if it's two groups of survivors shooting each other over a can of beans?" asks Amy, "How will you know which side to back?"
"We won't," says Hannibal, "That's what makes it fun."
"Fun?" says Face. Then he turns and looks back at Hannibal, only to find a very familiar smile and gleam in the colonel's eye. "Oh no," he groans as he turns back to the front.
"Don't tell me," says B.A.
"Hannibal's on The Jazz," confirms Face.
"Captain," Hannibal says to Murdock, "Break out the guns."
Murdock opens the hidden compartment in the back of the van and pulls out four Ruger Mini-14GB's, as well as four extra clips, and hands them out to the other members of the team. He then pulls out a 9mm Beretta, slips a fresh clip into it and chambers a round, then hands it to Amy.
"You think you can handle this kiddo?" he asks her.
"I think so," she replies, "I've been getting a lot of practice lately."
"Okay," says Hannibal, "Sergeant! Take us to those gunshots!"
B.A. steps on the accelerator, turns the wheel, doing a 180 degree turn and speeds back down the road in the direction they had just come from. There was a turn off about a mile or so back. He's not 100% sure, but he thinks it will take them to where the gunshots were coming from.
"Remember guys," says Hannibal, "If these are walkers, aim for their heads not their feet."
A few miles away, at the side of a lake, a small collection of cars and trucks are parked in a semicircle around a campfire and a bunch of tents and sleeping bags. In the middle of these vehicles is a large, deluxe, luxury RV. Unlike many similar vehicles with incredibly thin doors and easily broken locks, this one has a very heavy door which locks with a deadbolt. Mounted on the back of the RV are two dirt bikes, one green and one yellow. Parked just behind the RV, at approximately a 45 degree angle, is a 1969 Dodge Charger. It's painted bright orange with the number "01" painted on the doors. Painted on the roof is the Confederate flag, with the words General Lee stenciled along the edges length wise. Just behind The General Lee, parked at approximately a 45 degree angle to the orange Dodge Charger, is a police squad car with the words "Hazzard County Sheriff's Department" stenciled on the doors, as well as a golden seven pointed star.
Parked at the front of the RV, also at about a 45 degree angle, is a customized GMC van. Very similar to B.A.'s van, not only in make but also in colour. Except where B.A.'s van is dark gray, this van is light silver. And the racing stripe which separates the silver top half from the black bottom half is orange and red, rather than just red. Mounted on the back of the van is a red dirt bike. And parked in front of the van, again at a 45 degree angle to the vehicle next to it, is a brown GMC pickup truck with a tan stripe down the sides. Painted on the hood of the truck is the picture of an American Bald Eagle with its wings spread wide. Stenciled below it are the words "Fall Guy Stuntman Association".
Surrounding the campsite is a herd of walkers, approaching the campers from all directions, save that of the lake at their backs. Kneeling on top of the RV are two young men, both armed with bows and arrows. The young archers fire arrow after arrow at the oncoming walkers, each one impaling a walker through the skull. The dark haired young man is older of the two, wearing cowboy boots, jeans, a white t-shirt, and a denim jacket. His name is Luke Duke, a Vietnam vet and ex-marine. Next to him is his younger cousin, Bo, a handsome young man with wavy blonde hair. He's wearing cowboy boots, jeans, a red t-shirt, and a yellow button down. While he may have never served in the marines, he is an ace shot with a bow and arrow.
Down below, using the General Lee as cover is their cousin, Daisy Duke. She's an absolutely gorgeous young woman with long, light brown hair. She's wearing skin tight jean cutoffs, the edges of which have frayed to the point where they cover very little at all. Her peasant blouse is tied off just above her navel, giving her an exposed midriff, and she's wearing high heeled boots. She's armed with a police issue 12 gage pump action shotgun. Every shot she fires causes a walker's head to explode. Next to her is her good friend, Deputy Sheriff Enos Strate. Enos is wearing his Hazzard County deputy's uniform, and is armed with his police issue .357 Magnum revolver. Having grown up hunting and fishing in Hazzard County, and being a police deputy to boot, Enos is an excellent shot, and puts a bullet in the skull of every walker he shoots at.
Using Enos's squad car for cover are three very attractive young women, all armed with .38 Magnum revolvers. The two brunettes are Kelly Garret and Sabrina Duncan, and the blonde is Jill Monroe. They were all once members of the Los Angeles Police Department. Unfortunately they were all dissatisfied with their jobs. Luckily a reclusive billionaire named Charlie Townsend had offered them a chance to come work for his private investigations agency, The Townsend Agency. Now called Angels, the three of them put their police training to good use. Each being an expert marksman, they drop a walker with every shot fired.
On the other side of the camp, using the van as cover is a man with white hair and a receding hair line. Wearing the doji of a ninja, and a silver medallion of a butterfly around his neck, he is armed with a bow and arrows. He also has a ninjato sword tucked into his belt. He is John Peter McAllister, once a major in the United States Army Air Corps. After the end of the Korean War, he found himself in Tokyo with a ticket home and no one to go home to. He decided to stay, where he trained as a ninja, and eventually was granted the title of Master. After thirty years, he received a letter from a daughter he never knew he had, Terry, asking for his help. Despite objections from his fellow ninja, he left for the US to find his daughter. Now he's fighting to survive against a herd of walkers. At the front of the van is McAllister's student, Max Keller. Max is a young man with long wavy brown hair, wearing jeans, a t-shirt, denim jacket, and runners. Tucked into his belt are dozens of The Master's throwing knives, which he throws at the walkers with great accuracy. Max was a drifter with a knack for getting into trouble. He met up with McAllister shortly after The Master arrived in the United States. They both ended up crossing a corrupt town sheriff, who was trying to run a family off of their property for a ruthless land developer. Neither of them liked that very much, and agreed to help out the young woman and her father. Afterwards they struck a deal. Max would help McAllister find his long lost daughter, and in exchange McAllister would teach Max to be a ninja.
The last vehicle is being used for cover by a man and a woman. The woman is young, blonde, athletic, and stunningly beautiful. She's wearing cowboy boots, jeans that are so tight they look as though they were painted on her body, a pink tank top cropped off just over the navel, and a short leather biker jacket with the Fall Guy Stuntman Association logo printed on the back. She's standing in the bed of the pickup truck, armed with an AK-47, and is gunning down walkers as quick as she can. Standing next to her is her good friend, Colt Seavers. He's armed with a pump action 12 gage shotgun, and is also gunning down walkers as quick as he can. He's wearing cowboy boots, jeans, a plaid button down shirt, and a black leather motorcycle jacket, also with the Fall Guy Stuntman Association logo printed on the back. The two of them are stunt performers, who before the apocalypse worked for 20th Century Fox Studios, doing film and television. As stunt people don't earn a lot of money making movies, they would moonlight as bounty hunters. Now they're a long way from Los Angeles, and are fighting just to stay alive.
Max Keller pulls his last two throwing knives from his belt. "I'm almost out!" he calls to McAllister.
"My arrows are nearly gone too!" replies The Master.
"So now what?" he asks.
"Take the two kama from my case!" McAllister tells him, "We're going to have to get in close! Don't leave the circle, let them come to you! They'll have to come at us from in between the vehicles. If we stay within the confines of the camp, they can't overwhelm us!"
"Easy for you to say," says Max as he throws the last two knives, then retrieves the sickle-like weapons, the kama, from The Master's suitcase.
Over by the General Lee, Daisy Duke has fired the shotgun's last shell. She quickly fishes some fresh shells out of the breast pocket of her blouse and starts feeding them into the shotgun. As she does this, a walker comes around the front of The General Lee and lunges for her.
"Daisy!" cries Enos, and he fires the last shot which is currently in his revolver and kills the thing before it can get to her.
Daisy turns to thank Enos, only to find that his protective instincts distracted him from the more immediate danger. Enos is struggling with another walker that has come around the other end of The General Lee. And with an empty revolver in his hand, he is in serious trouble. The walker grabs Enos and tries to pull him in close to bite him. Enos tries to push the walker off of him, but they're much stronger than they look.
"Enos!" cries Daisy, and she runs over to help her friend. As she approaches, she slams the butt of the shotgun into the walker's head. The walking corpse staggers back from the force of the blow, and Enos hooks it's ankle with his foot and shoves it away from him, tripping it and causing it to fall prone. Daisy then lifts her foot up, and brings the heel of her boot right down into the walker's forehead.
"Thanks, Miss Daisy," says Enos as he empties the spent shells from his revolver and grabs a quick load from his belt.
"Any time," replies Daisy as she reloads the shotgun, "But next time you should pay more attention to the walkers comin' at you and leave those comin' at me to me."
"I just can't stand the thought of ya gettin' bit," he replies as he guns down two more walkers.
"Feelin's mutual," she says as she takes aim at another walker and blows it's head off.
On the other side of the camp, Jody Banks and Colt Seavers are gunning down walkers as quickly as they can. Colt blows the head off of a walker, ejects the spent shell, then takes aim at another. But when he pulls the trigger, there's an audible 'click' instead of the ear splitting 'bang'.
"I'm empty!" he calls over to Jody.
Jody takes aim at another walker with her AK-47 and pulls the trigger, but much like Colt a moment earlier, all she hears is a 'click'.
"Me too!" she shouts back.
Colt pulls a revolver from his belt and cocks the hammer with his thumb. It's a chrome plated, pearl handled, single action Colt .45. It was a gift from Colt's childhood hero and good friend, Roy Rogers. Roy had given the revolver to Colt as a gift after they had worked on their second television special together a few years back. Unlike most of Roy's guns, which were merely props and little more than very realistic looking cap guns, this was a genuine Colt .45 Peace Maker, capable of shooting real bullets. Being a single action revolver, Colt has to pull the hammer back for every shot, making it a little less efficient than the modern double action revolvers. But it was a sentimental favorite of Seavers'.
"Hurry and reload!" he tells Jody, "I'll cover you!"
Colt takes aim with his revolver and starts shooting walkers through the head. Meanwhile, Jody removes the spent magazine from her assault rifle and fishes a couple of fresh clips from her jacket pocket. The magazines have been taped together with electrical tape, each facing the opposite direction. It was a trick Jody had learned from working in action films and TV shows. It keeps you from having to fish for a fresh clip every time your gun is empty. She snaps a fresh clip into place, chambers a round, then takes aim.
"Quick! Reload!" she shouts, "I'll cover you!"
Colt fires off the last few rounds in his revolver, then places it back in his belt and starts feeding fresh shells into his shotgun. Once the shotgun is fully loaded, Colt chambers a round and starts shooting at the walkers again.
In the middle of the camp, walkers are shuffling around Max's van and heading towards Max and The Master. As predicted, they have to bunch up to get between the vehicles, making them easy pickings for McAllister and his student. A faint squeaking noise catches the attention of one of the walkers and it looks through the van window. There on the dashboard, running in his little exercise wheel, is Max's pet hamster Henry. The walker starts banging on the window trying to get to the living creature inside.
"Oh no!" exclaims Max, "Henry!"
Unfortunately the walkers were packed in between the vehicles too tightly for Max to go to his pet's aid. McAllister can only hope that they can clear this herd of walkers before it can break through the glass to get to the poor hamster. Suddenly, the walker that is trying to break through the van window takes an arrow through the skull. Max glances up and sees Luke Duke on top of the RV with his longbow in hand. He fires Max a quick salute then goes back to targeting walkers. Max smiles and continues to cut down the walkers that get between the van and the pickup.
Bo and Luke Duke continue to fire arrow after arrow from on top of the RV. Bo looks down at their dwindling supply of arrows.
"We're gonna run out of arrows soon, Cuz," he says to Luke.
"Ya got yer knife on ya?" Luke asks him.
"Course," replies Bo, "Why?"
"Cause we might have to take the rest out hand to hand."
"Ya want us to jump down into that herd o' walkers?"
"Heck no!" says Luke, "Ya wanna end up like Coy and Vance? I'm sayin' we should jump down on the side next to Max and McAllister. Back them up"
"Right," says Bo, "I like that plan better."
Over by Enos's squad car, The Angels are gunning down every walker they see with their side arms. Sabrina Duncan fires the last round in her revolver into the head of a walker, and then pops open the chamber and shakes out the empty shell casings. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a quick-load, releases the bullets into the chambers, then closes the weapon.
"That's my last quick-load," says Sabrina as she starts shooting again, "After this I'm going to have to reload each chamber individually."
"Join the club," says Kelly Garrett, "I used my last quick-load last time I reloaded."
"If we don't run out of walkers soon, we're gonna get over run," says Jill Munroe, "Unless a miracle happens within the next few minutes."
As if on cue, they see the headlights of a vehicle come barreling down the dirt road towards their campsite. They can hear the roar of a supped up engine as the headlights get closer and closer. The lights and engine diverts the walkers attention, and many of them turn to see the fast approaching vehicle. The rag tag band of survivors take advantage of this distraction to put down as many of the walking dead as they can before the damn things remember that there are campers close by to eat.
B.A. sees the herd of walkers surrounding the circle of vehicles and guns the engine of his van. Using the vehicle as a weapon, he steps on the accelerator and runs down all the walkers in his path. Gore splatters against his windshield and front grill as the walking dead, with no sense of self preservation, allow themselves to be run over. When the van nears the end of the line, B.A. slams on the breaks and turns the wheel, doing a 180 degree skid and knocking down several walkers with the side of his van. He then steps on the accelerator and starts mowing down walkers while heading in the opposite direction. He then slams on the breaks and brings the van to a skidding halt. Then B.A. pops up out of the sunroof with his Ruger Mini-14GB and begins gunning down walkers.
Almost as soon as B.A. starts firing, the side door to the van slides open and out steps the rest of the A-Team. Hannibal, Face Man, and Murdock are all also armed with Ruger Mini-14GB's, and are gunning down the walkers as they come at them. Amy Allen stays in the van, but uses the semi-automatic handgun she was handed to keep any walkers from flanking the guys. In a matter of minutes, with the walkers caught in the crossfire between the campers and the A-Team, the herd is soon wiped out. B.A. and Amy exit the van and join the others. Then all five of them walk cautiously over to the circle of parked vehicles.
Bo and Luke climb down off of the top of the RV to stand with their group. While these newcomers did help keep them from being overrun by walkers, many once decent people have turned quite savage since the epidemic had gotten out of control. Now they are extremely cautious of strangers. They allow this heavily armed group of men, and one woman, enter their camp uncontested. Their apparent leader, a white haired man with an unlit cigar clamped between his teeth, steps forward.
"Who's in charge here?" he asks.
"I suppose that would be me," replies John Peter McAllister, as he steps forward.
They all wait with baited breath to see what happens next. Obviously neither group fully trusts the other. Both wait for the other to make the first move, whatever that move may be.