A/N: This will be a minimally Supernatural story (the Winchesters are present) mixed with a seriously modified Walking Dead/The 100 story. The scope of the Zombie problem is going to be a regional not global issue. The cause will not be a mystery for long.
And it will take place further north in Virginia instead of Georgia (not saying the walking dead didn't originate there). The Characters from the 100 are the ones sent down the only survivors from the Ark. and we are using their surrounding for the story. Back story will be told in flashback.
Which characters will turn up in the story and who will NOT survive? You'll just have read to find out.
WARNING… THIS STORY IS ABOUT ZOMBIES . Character deaths are to be expected.
STARRY, STARRY NIGHT
Chapter One
THE CRASH
Appalachian Mountains- a few miles outside of Winchester Virginia
The night wind rustled through the trees along the long stretch of dirt road. The sky was cloudless and scattered with brightly sparkling stars. Sitting side by side on the hood of the 67 Chevy Impala with two long neck bottles in hand the brothers once again indulged in one of their favorite post hunt pastimes.
Star gazing.
Aside from the occasional gulp of beer—Silence. It had been several hours since they'd taken down a half dozen of reasonably fresh walkers.
Taking a final long swallow Sam sighed, and glanced over at Dean. "How many did today make?"
"This week? Or since this last round of biters started? Who knows?" the question fading from his lips as the sky above them was washed aglow by the bright light that whistled across the sky above them. Both brothers watched as the flaming ball raced toward the horizon. It moments it was gone and the sky once again just stars.
"What the hell?"
About 50 miles southeast
Rick Grimes bolted upright inside the RV, as the ground literally shook. If he didn't know better he'd think it was an earthquake. His wife sat up beside him clutching his upper arm. In moments the shaking stopped just as abruptly as it started.
"Rick what was that?" she asked.
"I don't know, Lori" he replied hoping his tone was reassuring.
"Dad!" the excited voice came from a bunk a few feet away. "YOU GOTTA SEE THIS!" Carl was peering out the side window of the RV.
Rick pulled the curtain back from the bed he and his wife shared. There were bright flames in the forest not too far away.
"DAMN!" he swore. The last thing they needed was a forest fire.
Out in the forest the heads of a dozen or so walkers turned in unison toward the flames.
Also to the southeast a few miles further away on the northern side of the flames….
The archer slung his crossbow over his shoulder as he glanced out the window again.
His Asian companion was still sitting on top of his sleeping bag in the run down shack trying to shake away the longing for further sleep. "What the hell was that?"
"I don't know but there's a fire."
A short-haired woman had also been awakened. She reached for her boots and then her gun. The archer looked back at them. "No need for all of us to go."
She came to full height in just moments. "Daryl Dixon! If you think you're leaving me and Glenn behind–you've got another think coming!"
"Calm down Carol." He tried assuage her, "But make it quick. You're right, given the way our luck's run lately the fire will spread this way."
Blankets and water bottles were haphazardly tossed into back packs and weapons strapped on and ready within minutes and the trio slipped out the door together
Fairly close to its intended coordinates
The wreckage was scattered across about a half-acre sized crater in the middle of the forest. The impact had broken the space craft into several pieces. A little over 3/4 of the 100 occupants were either dead or dying, their injuries critical. Some of the bodies were scattered across the ground. The piece that was closest to the bottom of the craft was relatively intact and held the most survivors, none of them had escaped injury. however on the surface none of them seemed life-threatening.
Across the spacecraft two pairs of eyes met. "Finn, are you alright?"
"Just peachy!" he replied, reaching up to wipe a smear of blood from his temple. "we could sure use your mom's expertise here Clarke."
Tears welled up in the blond girl's blue eyes. "Don't mention my mom." Her hand clenched over her chest at the emotional pain gripping her heart. By her reckoning she would never see her mother again. Her hand slid to the restraining straps and disengaged the locking clip. She began moving among her companions to assess their injuries.
She came to a young man a little older than rest of them, dark brown curls, hazel eyes. He'd already disengaged his strap and had already freed another female, his sister.
"Bellamy?" Clarke asked. "How's Octavia?"
"Not sure, she's kinda out of it." The girl Octavia was groggy and Bellamy cradled her to his chest.
Finn had started on his side getting everyone free working his way to where Clarke and Bellamy were. His concern was the smoke and the clear knowledge that fire was outside. Fire... something none of them had any experience with. The only thing he knew from what they'd been told... Fire could be deadly.
"Clarke, we need to get out of here. We could burn alive in here."
Clarke did a quick mental checklist of the group. There was herself of course, Finn, Bellamy, Octavia. A girl named Raven, and three other young men she knew Jasper, Monty and Murphy. Then a handful of others whose names she was uncertain of. Thirteen in total unless they found others outside. Thirteen out of the 100 teenagers that a few hours ago were relatively safe aboard the Ark.
Finn, Jasper and Monty began moving twisted pieces of metal and dangling wires out of the way seeking access to the outside, no longer wondering if earth was habitable because they were clearly alive. No one's radiation monitors had gone off and it was unlikely that all of them would fail at the same time. Surely if it was dangerous to breathe the air they would be showing negative indications already.
Finn's growing eagerness to see if the world they have hoped for is just beyond their crash site was quelled immediately by blood curdling screams from outside.
