Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil or House of the Dead. Resident Evil and all RE characters mentioned here are the property of Capcom. House of the Dead and all HOTD characters are the property of Sega. This is a work of crossover fiction designed for entertainment purposes only.
The House of the Dead
Bonus Chapter – The typing of the dead
By Bhamv
Message from the author: This is a short bonus chapter inspired by a review The Metal Cowboy wrote. Just something I whipped up in a whim. Please enjoy!
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Leon slowly opened his eyes, blinking in the glare of the afternoon sun. Lifting his pistol warily, he looked around himself to inspect his surroundings. The stone bridge he stood upon seemed oddly familiar. In fact, it was very familiar… he was back at the mansion lab, the house of the dead.
Almost instinctively, he turned to his left, where he saw a zombie lifting a white-clothed researcher into the air, shambling towards the side of the bridge, preparing to throw the man over the railings. Sebastian, it was Sebastian, just like it was last time. Leon lifted his gun, the metal hot in his hand, and fired into the chest of the zombie, again and again, until the creature crumbled and fell, freeing the scientist from its grasp.
"Thank you, oh thank you so much. You've saved my life! I was almost thrown into the sewer system under the bridge there…" Said the researcher, his face white with shock but etched with thankfulness.
"Sebastian? Is that you?" Leon asked, incredulous. "What's going on, why am I back at the mansion again? Where are my teammates?"
"I… I don't know, officer. But I can help you again this time." Sebastian replied, reaching into the inside of his lab coat. "Here, take this. It'll help you against the bio-weapons."
Sebastian handed Leon a wide plastic bumpy board, which Leon recognized as a computer keyboard after staring at it for a while. There were two straps attached to either side of the keyboard, which Sebastian helped Leon secure around his shoulders.
"What's this? What on earth is going on?" Leon asked, staring at the keyboard which now hanging by his abdomen, at a perfect height for typing.
"It's the newest secret invention I produced, Leon! It kills zombies!" Sebastian replied, his voice high-pitched and full of glee. Leon spared him a glance, and the researcher continued, "It makes words float above zombies, and if you type the word it kills the zombies! It's true! Oh, and you won't need this any more…" Sebastian grabbed Leon's gun out of his hand and hurled it off the side of the bridge, dropping it into the murky sewage underneath with a loud plonk.
"What?" Leon yelled. Suddenly, two zombies appeared in front of Leon, staggering towards him with loud growls, arms outstretched and ready to grab him. Gasping, Leon backed away slowly, when he noticed the word 'woman' appear over the head of the zombie on the left. "Well, I guess I don't have much choice…" He muttered to himself. Glancing down at the keyboard, he tapped out the word as fast as he could and watched in fascinated satisfaction as the head of the zombie burst apart in a shower of ichor and bone. The undead creature stopped in its tracks and then fell to the stone of the bridge, twitching slightly. The glowing red text in the air disappeared, and was replaced by another word which hovered over the head of the second zombie.
"Antidisestablishmentarinism? You've gotta be kidding me…" Leon yelled, looking back down at the keyboard and desperately trying to find the 'A' key. Tapping away frantically, his fumbling fingers made error after error, while the zombie approached closer and closer, growling with bloodthirsty intent. It quickly came within reach and ripped the keyboard away from Leon, hurling the device aside and smashing it against the stone of the bridge. Keys and bits of plastic went flying into the air, scattering all over the place. The zombie then put both hands around Leon's neck in a tight stranglehold and opened its jaws wide, preparing to deal a deadly bite to the young cop.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" Leon screamed, bolting upright in bed. He was covered in sweat and shook uncontrollably. Lying beside him, Claire woke up and sat up as well, wrapping her arms comfortingly around his well-built body.
"What is it? Did you dream about the mansion again, honey?" She asked in a soothing voice.
"Yes… and no…" Leon replied, calming down slightly. He thought back at his bizarre dream and collapsed back in bed, his head hitting his pillow with a loud poof. "I'll tell you about it in the morning, Claire… it was rather… strange."
Claire laid back down beside her beloved and asked, "Strange? Strange how?"
"There were zombies… and keyboards… and typing on the keyboards killed the zombies… and there was antidisestablishmentarinism." Leon mumbled, drifting back to a peaceful, dreamless sleep. Claire laid awake for a while though, now worried about the sanity of her boyfriend.
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Thanks for reading this far! And a special thanks to all my wonderful reviewers – your reviews kept me going. Wesker, The Metal Cowboy, Matt, Necromancer 13, and of course Razor Osaka/Blademaster Kien/whatever your current username is. ;-)
Thanks a lot guys! Couldn't have done it without you. -Bhamv