C26: A pokemon/resident evil fanfic is what I'm trying to do here, whether I'll succeed is anyone's guess, probably won't. Oh yeah, I do not own Resident Evil or Pokemon or the T-virus, or Zombies, but I do have my own pet dijini from Golden Sun.

Pokemon Blood red/gangrene

Prologue

Brock

They're coming for me. There's nowhere I can escape their ravenous clutches tearing me down into the depths of complete agony. Pokemon attacks are useless against them, weapon fire, killing them is the only option.

I was crouching in the corner of the Pokemon centre storage room of Vermillion city, clutching a berreta handgun to my chest. To think, even my own pokemon were probably hunting me down to kill me. They are all infected. About two weeks ago Kanto had been alive with millions of Pokemon roaming the region, now it was a wasteland populated by vicious creatures.

I stood up slowly, raising my gun, I only had one spare fifteen bullet clip and an extra magnum with one clip. Maybe I could contact someone in Johto or Hoeen. There was a video phone at the main reception.

I eased the door open, I was horrified to see a Charizard standing at the desk. This wasn't an ordinary Charizard though, it was infected, its skin had turned into a gooey green colour and it had sprouted an extra head. I'd come across one before, but it was too powerful for me to beat. I stood there observing it, but as I stood watching, it spotted me, the powerful beast rammed itself towards my door, it pushed it closed, blocking me from escape, it was horrible listening to its snarling sounds as I remained trapped in the room.

I took a stride back towards the door, and put all my force I could muster into pushing the door, the pokemon was really heavy, eventually, I opened the door just enough to fit my gun barrel out. I felt the end poke into the Charizard's fleshy mass of skin, then emptied my gun. The Charizard cried out and stumbled away from the door in pain, but it couldn't have done too much damage.

I jammed a new clip into my handgun and fired fifteen shots to its head, finally, the creature went tumbling over and hit the floor with a great thump. Great, I only had eight magnum bullets left!

Ignoring my low quantity of ammo, I made my way towards a video phone and input the number for Lance from the Elite four in Johto. I got his answer phone, but recorded a message.

"Lance, I need your help, Kanto needs your help, Silph co. has released the P-virus, most people here are probably dead already. But please you have to bring in the elite to take care of this, soon the pokemon will set their sights on Johto or Hoeen, please!"

I hung up, then leant my head on the phone, how could this happen? At that moment life was almost completely scared out of me as I felt teeth biting into the back of my neck.

It was a rattata, I brushed it off with ease, but was then horrified to spot millions of the small purple, two headed mice come bounding into the centre, the swarm jumped for me, I brought my gun up to my face in vain effort to protect myself as my vision was drowned by a sea of carnivourous pokemonsters.

Pretty weird huh?