Disclaimer: Studio Gainax owns FLCL, not me. I also do not own Resident Evil, which is owned by Capcom. This story is strictly non-profit, so please don't sue, k? Rated -R- for rivers of gore!
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Ultima Tech Productions Presents:
FURI KURI: WRATH OF THE UNDEAD
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Chapter One
Naota Nandaba, now age 13, ran across the streets of a deserted, devastated Mabase. Everything was in flames: cars, corpses, and buildings. It was hell.
"Errrrrrrrr…"
"Rah!"
In addition to mumbling and growling, the boy could hear dragging feet. Naota looked around him. He saw people…people who had torn clothes and rotting flesh. Crap.
A man engulfed by the shadows commanded. "Zombies of the night, feast upon his flesh!"
The boy screamed. "Shit!"
The undead creatures got closer...
...And closer...
...And closer!!!
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Naota's torso shot up from his bed. Thank Buddha it was just a dream!
Today was Saturday, though it didn't make a difference. Ever since Samejima Mamami and Raharu left some odd months ago, things were always dull.
Until a -new- plant was constructed, that is!
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Flashback: about two weeks ago. Naota just gazed at the clouds on the upper floor of the Nandaba residence / bakery, when suddenly 50 or so tractor-trailers and 20 construction vehicles drove through town. Each vehicle was labeled -H.C.F.-, whatever the hell that stood for. They all parked side-by-side in front of the Medical Mechanica plant. Hmm, I better check this out.
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When the young man reached the plant, he saw they were mounting dynamite all over the place. Looks like they're tearing it down.
A totally ripped man with a blonde flattop and sunglasses approached him. He stood 6 feet tall. Attire included black jeans, black button-up shirt with rolled up sleeves, and black combat boots. "Hey kid, what the hell do you think you're doing here?"
"What does it matter to you?"
The man scowled. "This area is off limits. Scram!"
Naota half frowned. "Don't be so uptight."
The man slowly removed his sunglasses, revealing orange, reptilian-like eyes. He spoke with a very soft, cold tone. "Get lost before I kill you with my own hands."
Upon the site of those evil eyes and hearing that murderous voice, Naota ran as fast as he possibly could in the opposite direction. Holy shit, he thought, scared halfway to death. What the hell is he? He remembered seeing a nametag on the man's shirt. It read…
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…-Agent Wesker-.
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Naota had to seek help in the form of Kanchi. "Kanchi-san!"
The blue robot, which was vacuuming the floor, stopped in the middle of its chore to answer the boy. "C:Documents and SettingsAdministratorecho Yes?"
The boy replied, "I need your help with something…"
"C:Documents and SettingsAdministratorecho With what?"
"Could you do a search on the Internet for H.C.F.?"
An orange splash screen appeared on Kanchi's monitor. It read -Mozilla-. Afterwards, a web browser was brought up. Kanchi did a Google search for H.C.F. It copied and pasted the text to the command prompt in the blink of an eye. "C:Documents and SettingsAdministratorecho (paste!) H.C.F. is Umbrella's top competitor in bio weaponry research. They are responsible for the creation of a modified T-Virus, which will give one super-human-strength without the deterioration of brain tissue. Albert Wesker, a wanted criminal in over 50 nations including the United States and all of Western Europe, was the first test subject."
Naota didn't like what he read. "Damn! They're currently building a facility were the old Medical Mechanica plant used to be…and it looks like it's up to us to stop them dead in their tracks."
"C:Documents and SettingsAdministratorecho What are we waiting for? Let's kick some ass!!!"
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Kanchi and Naota slowly crawled up to the barb wired fence that now surrounded the construction site. Naota was armed with the Rickenbacker, Kanti with an Alex Webster Edition Spectre Bass.
The young man asked, "Got any wire cutters?"
"C:Documents and SettingsAdministratorecho No, but I have a high energy plasma gun tucked away in my cloak. It'll be just as effective."
"Um, wouldn't that make noise? This is a stealth mission we're on here."
"C:Documents and SettingAdministratorecho Initially it would, but that's why the greater power up above invented the silencer."
"Oh..."
Kanchi melted the wires so they could enter. Withour further ado, they crawled into the compound. The duo stopped behind a set of crates and slowly stood up to peek at the perimeter.
"Looks like there's nothing we can do until the coast is clear. What do you think?"
"C:Documents and SettingsAdministratorecho Stealth is no longer and option. We have to use brute force."
"You sure about that?"
"C:Documents and SettingsAdministratorecho Yes. You wait here while I clear a path." Kanchi stepped out from behind the crates and opened fire on the unsuspecting guards."
Random Guard: Kill him!
At least ten guards opened fire on the robot with their M4s. It didn't take them long to figure that Kanchi wouldn't be brought down easily.
Random Guard 2: He must have some kind of armor on!
Random Guard 3: I'll flank him!
The third guard threw a frag grenade at Kanchi. BOOM!! The robot wasn't even scratched.
Random Guard 1: Shit!!
Kanchi's aim was dead on. SPLAT!! SPLAT!! SPLAT!! With less than 20 shots, all the guards were reduced nothing but puddles of blood and severed limbs.
Naota snickered internally. Brutal to the core!
POW!! The main blast door to the internal facility was kicked open with incredible force.
"What the hell?" Naota asked.
Standing in the middle of the entry way was none other than Wesker himself. His voice betrayed all emotion. "Let us dance." He got into a kickboxing-fighting stance.
Kanchi got into a Ninjitsu stance.
Albert opened up the match with a scissors kick, though Kanchi evaded. The robot followed up with a 720 degree axel kick, though Wesker blocked both kicks. The H.C.F. agent threw a dragon punch, and caught Kanchi right in its metallic gut. The robot was sent reeling a good 12 or so feet, but it got right back up.
Wesker smirked. "Impressive. However, I'm only using four percent of my maximum power."
"C:Documents and SettingsAdministratorecho Like hell you are!"
Albert was willing to demonstrate. "This attack will be your end."
In the blink of an eye, Wesker delivered a jumping uppercut, which decapitated Kanchi.
Naota screamed, "Kanchi-san!"
The H.C.F. Agent's field of view shifted to the boy. "It's you again."
The young man brought up the Rickenbacker. "I'll make you pay!"
Wesker snickered. "Try it. I dare you."
Naota ran at the man. With all his power, he slammed the butt of Rickenbacker against's Wesker's face.
H.C.F. Agent Albert Wesker was not fazed. "Is that your best?"
Naota Nandaba knew he was in deep poo. "Buddha help me."
Wesker delivered a swift judo chop to the boy's shoulder, scoring an instant knock out. This boy will make for interesting entertainment. Perhaps I should feed him to our -experiments-? He laughed manically. Indeed, today was a good day to be evil.
End Chapter One.