This is a Gundam Wing/Resident Evil Crossover. Some stuff may be totally
off, but stay with me people. It will be all right in the end.
I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its logos so please don't sue me. I
do not own Resident Evil or any of its logos so please don't sue me. No one sue
me, okay?
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Gundam Evil
By SSJ_Bardock
It
was a peaceful day in the town of Crestfalls, Florida. The sun was shining, the
birds were chirping and three lazy pilots were taking a vacation. "I
wonder why Wu-man didn't come with us." said Duo with a yawn.
"Wufei
does what Wufei wants." responded the Wing Gundam Zero's pilot Heero Yuy.
"That's
Wufei for you." remarked Trowa.
"Yeah
and Quatre said he had some business in the Winner Corporation to take care
of." said Heero.
"Too bad, he doesn't know what he's
missing." said Duo.
The three pilots were stretched out across
some lawn chairs, lying in the sun. Coming to America had proved to be Duo's
idea. Heero didn't know why he bothered coming. He could be out there fighting
OZ right now, instead of wasting time. Trowa sat in silence, looking at
nature's beauty. "It sure is nice to get away from the battlefield."
remarked Trowa.
"That's for sure." said Duo,
"Hey! I've got an idea. Why don't we go into town and get something to
eat. I'm starving."
Heero grumbled to himself, "You would
be."
"Ah
come on Heero, you might actually have some fun! Imagine that, Heero Yuy having
fun." said Duo, laying on the sarcasm. Trowa just arched an eyebrow.
When
Heero looked over at him he just shrugged, "Might as well. Duo won't be
quiet until he gets his way." said Trowa.
Heero sighed, "Fine. Let's go. The less
time this takes the better." mumbled Heero.
*~*~*
When the three
pilots reached town Duo walked out in front pointing out the various places and
stores. Finally they came up to a fast food place and Duo ran in. Trowa and
Heero weren't far behind as Trowa went in, followed by a reluctant Heero. Duo
stared at the menu whiling Heero sat down with his food. "Hey! How come
you couldn't wait for me?" asked Duo.
"Because..." said Trowa as he sat
down with his tray, "You were taking too long." Duo mumbled something
neither pilot could understand.
Finally Duo sat down with his food. He
had a large soda, with a quater pounder with cheese and some chicken nuggets.
Trowa had gotten iced tea and a regular cheeseburger. Heero had opted for water
and a cheeseburger. Trowa casually munched on his food, while Duo nearly choked
trying to inhale his. Heero sipped his water slowly and looked around. Nothing
out of the ordinary. "So what do you guys want to do next?" asked Duo
between his bites. Trowa shrugged and Heero didn't even pay attention. They
finished their food and walked outside the restuarant.
Heero looked around and then back to Duo,
"What now Duo?" he asked. Duo shrugged and looked at Trowa.
"A library." Trowa said pointing
across the street.
Before
Duo could start his "Library's are so lame" speech, Trowa and Heero
were already there. As Duo entered the library he spotted Trowa at a table with
a book already picked out. He walked over to the silent warrior, "Hey
Trowa, where's Heero?" Trowa looked up and around.
Finally he nodded to Duo's left, "Over
there at the computer." said Trowa as he began reading again.
Duo sighed and walked over toward Heero
and noticed what he was looking at. It was some OZ files that Heero had hacked
into. "Really Heero. We're on vacation. Worry about that stuff later. I
swear sometimes I think that all you ever think about is what move to make
next, who's up to what." said Duo as he sighed. Heero had found something
interesting. A file marked "Top Secret" was sitting in front of
Heero. Using his superb hacking skills he broke the codes in no time. He
skimmed through it, "...secret....kill all survivors....finances at
stake... start outbreak..." but before Heero could read it all, Duo yanked
his arm, just as Heero read something that caught his attention: "Development
of the G-Virus" in bold lettering. The next thing he could make out was
"Umbrella" or something similar to it.
Finally Heero let Duo drag him out of the
library, followed by Trowa who decided to leave on his own power. Then Heero
finally straighten himself and shook Duo loose. Duo turned around to meet the
Yuy death glare up close and personal. "I didn't mean anything by it Heero
honest." said Duo putting his hand over his heart, "Would I lie to
you?" asked Duo as he shot a glance at Trowa who was about to say
something, "Shut up Barton." Heero finally rolled his eyes, "I'm
tired. Where are we going to sleep?" asked Duo.
"At a hotel I guess." said Trowa.
Heero shrugged, "Duo, where is the
nearest motel?" Duo sighed.
"Can't
even afford a HOTEL, now we're stuck in a MOTEL. How great," said Duo.
Gundam Evil, Chapter 2
By SSJ_Bardock
Duo sat in
his motel room, staring at the ceiling. "Man this is so boring." he
said to no one but himself. "I wonder what Trowa and Heero are
doing." he said as he got out of bed. All three of the pilots had decided
it would be best to get separate rooms, in case of any inconviences. Mainly,
Trowa and Heero found Duo's constant badgering to be quite annoying.
Duo walked up
to Trowa's room and knocked twice. "Who's there?" asked Trowa from
inside his room.
He got up and walked toward the door, "It's me
Duo." Trowa sighed, what could he possibly want at this hour? Reluctantly
he opened the door and Duo walked in his room, looking around.
"What do you want Duo?" Trowa asked with
annoyance.
"I'm
bored out of my mind. I've got to do something." he began, "Come on,
follow me." Duo said walking out of the room.
Trowa contemplated just shutting and locking his
door, but instead followed Duo to Heero's room. Duo opened the door without
knocking and came face to face with Heero's .9mm Beretta. "It's just
me!" yelled Duo, putting his hands over his head.
Heero lowered the gun, "What do you want
Duo?" asked Heero.
"I'm bored. We need to do something." said
Duo. Then Heero noticed Trowa standing at the doorway, leaning on a wall.
Heero looked back at Duo, "So? That's not my
problem."
Duo looked around and then spun back around to face
Heero, "It is now!" Duo yelled with triumph.
*~*~*
Heero had no
idea how it happened but he now found himself sitting around a Monopoly board.
He had been reluctant at first and refused, but Duo wouldn't shut up.
"Sometime today grandpa." said Duo, holding his head in his hands.
Heero shot a glare at Duo and picked up the dice. He had managed to roll a
four. "1-2-3-4." counted Duo. Trowa picked up the dice, and got a six. "1-2-3-4-5-oh! Jail for
Trowa!" yelled Duo in triumph. Trowa rolled his eyes and placed the shoe
in the jail. Now it was Duo's turn. He kissed the dice and rolled.
"1-2-3-4-5-6...ah crap." he said to himself. He had landed on Trowa's
property, his property with a hotel. What looked like a smile found its' way on
Trowa's face.
"Pay up Duo. That's $500." Trowa said,
extending his hand across the board. Duo grumbled something about injustice and
handed the money over. Heero picked up the dice, it was going to be a long
game.
It had been
about three hours since they started playing. Surprisingly it looked like Trowa
and Heero actually liked the game. The game was fierce. It was riddled with
hotels and houses. Financial suicide lurked at every turn. Heero had that look
of concentration he gets when he's on the battlefield. Trowa sat back and
studied Heero and Duo. This game was being good to Trowa, he had landed in jail
again. This meant temporary safety from the death trap of the avenues. There
was a truckload of money at the Free Parking Space and Trowa had his eyes on
it.
Heero was
locked in concentration. He would not be defeated. Although things were looking
grim for him. He only had $600 to his name right now and was destined to walk
in Trowa's lot. Trowa smirked, "Looking grim Heero." he casually
taunted. Duo had a face full of success. He had about $3,000 piled up in front
of him.
"I can't lose" he said.
Heero shot his death glare at Duo. Heero
rolled....and drew a seven. Right on Trowa's Boardwalk. Boardwalk with a hotel.
"Damn it!" he yelled in frustration. Duo laughed hysterically at
Heero's folly.
"Hahaha! Look's like the mighty Heero has finally been
defeated!" Duo taunted.
Heero
looked over at Trowa, "Can we strike a deal?" he asked Trowa.
"Free passage on all your territory for two
board rotations." said Trowa with his arms folded across his chest.
"Fine." said Heero.
Duo jumped
up, "No fair! You can't do that! That's cheating!" he yelled,
pointing his finger at Heero.
"No it
isn't Duo. It says nothing about it in the rules." said Trowa.
Duo sighed and sat down, "Fine."
*~*~*
Two hours
later the game was finally over. Duo had lost, miserably. Ever since Heero
struck a deal, it all went downhill for Shinigami. Every turn he was landing on
Trowa or Heero's property. Trowa had used his strategy to ruthless affects,
collecting the Free Parking money turn after turn. His bargain with Heero had
worked. Trowa had come out the winner of the game with an astounding $10,000.
Duo never would have thought it possible to win that much. Heero had only $200
left, but he still had enough to come in second. Duo...had gone bankrupt. He
was very vocal about it too, shouting he had been "cheated" and that
the game was "rigged". Trowa and Heero paid no attention to his
ramblings. "So, what's next?" asked Trowa. Heero was rummaging
through some games and picked one up.
"Risk?" he asked.
Duo's eyes
went wide, "Oh crap." he sighed.
*~*~*~*
Risk proved
to be quite a challenging adventure for the three pilots. Trowa had decided to
sit this game out, he was thirsty and went out to get some drinks. Duo and
Heero were deadlocked in competition. Duo was destroying every part of Heero's
army. Now all Heero had left was his main force stationed on Japan and a few rogues
on various continents. Duo had quickly taken control of the Americas and
Africa. He was working his way across Asia when Trowa returned. "How's it
going?" asked Trowa.
"Heero's a dead man!" yelled Duo. Trowa looked at the
game board,
"Look's like he's right Heero." Heero
completely ignored Trowa's comment and continued to stare at the board.
An hour later Duo
was crying like a little child as Heero smirked. "It's over Duo."
said Heero. Somehow Heero had managed to wipe out Duo's entire force.
"It's
not possible! Aghhhhh!" he yelled. Trowa just shook his head. This was
turning out to be quite amusing. All of a sudden, Heero's expression went
blank. His eyes went wide.
"What
is it Heero?" asked Trowa.
Duo stopped crying and looked up. Heero's expression
was the one of concentration. Something was up. Heero slowly drew his gun from
its' holster. Trowa and Duo followed suit.
"What is it Heero?" asked Duo.
Heero shot him a glance that said "Shut
up". Duo immediately quieted. Duo could almost make out a sound. What
could it be?
"Uggggggghhhhhhh." came the sound.
Duo's eyes went wide, "What the
hell?!" Duo thought to himself. Trowa's eyes betrayed nothing, but
inside he was worried. Then it came again,
"Uggggggghhhhhhh" came the sound.
It sounded like it was getting closer. Trowa
glanced at a clock, "2:30 a.m." There was a scratching at the window.
Heero slowly walked toward the window and pulled up the blind. Heero's eyes
went wide, "What the fuck?!" screamed Duo. Heero jumped back in
shock. Trowa's eyes were wide in fear. Outside stood a man, but this one was
different. His skin was rotting and blood poured from its' mouth. "What is
it?" asked Trowa. "It...It looks like one of those zombies from a
cheesy B-Movie." said Duo. Heero glanced at Duo and then back at the
thing. Something was terribly wrong.
Gundam Evil Chapter 3
By SSJ_Bardock
The three Gundam pilots stared at
the thing outside their window. It had its' face pressed against the outside of
the glass, trying to break in. "What'll we do now?" asked Duo.
"Should we shoot it?" questioned Trowa.
"We
don't even know what it is," said Heero.
"Maybe,
we should ask someone?" asked Trowa.
"Yeah, I'm sure this is a common thing that
everyone except us knew about," said Duo, laying on the sarcasm.
Trowa
in return gave Duo a withering glare.
"Actually
I think that may be the best bet," said Heero. He lowered his gun and walked
out of the room, followed by Duo and Trowa.
Halfway down the hall they could
hear glass smash. "Sounds like it got through," said Trowa.
"Really? You just figured that out?"
asked Duo.
"Shut up Duo. You're giving me a
headache," mumbled Heero.
"Fine then," said Duo as he folded
his arms.
They had reached the office and no
one was at the desk. That's when they
heard it again,
"Uggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh"
"What the fuck?! No way! Another
one!" exclaimed Duo.
The three Gundam pilots brought out
their guns. Slowly Trowa walked forward with Heero and Duo backing him up. Peering
over the counter Trowa saw one of the things. "Dear Lord," said Trowa.
"What?" asked Duo as he slowly
walked forward.
Duo also peered over the counter.
There lying on the floor was the body of the manager… being eaten by one of the
things. Duo jumped back with his gun raised. Trowa slowly backed up, keeping
his MP9 pointed at the desk. "What is it?" asked Heero.
"Well, we found the manager," said
Trowa.
Heero got the message loud and
clear.
"Uggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
The thing rose to its' feet. Blood
streamed down it's mouth, fresh from its' last meal. It too was a rotting
carcass of flesh and blood. The counter blocked its' immediate path. "Just like
in the movies," said Duo.
"What are you talking about now?"
asked an annoyed Heero.
"It's just like in the movies I used
to watch. These things ARE zombies and they're too stupid to walk around. They
feed on living things, like dogs or… people," said Duo, "Which means," he said
as he pulled back the trigger on his Browning HP. The bullet ripped through the
zombies cranium and its' brains sprayed on the wall behind it. "Which means
that a shot to the head will put it down for good," said Duo.
Trowa doubled over and began to
vomit. "Sick," he managed to say.
Heero shot a glance over at Trowa,
"You going to be all right?"
"Yeah…just give me a minute."
"Also, if I know my cheap motels,
the manager probably has a gun under the desk," said Duo.
Heero walked over toward the desk
and reached under the desk. He felt around a bit and pulled the gun from under
the desk. The Velcro that had attached it separated. Lifting it up, Duo noticed
that it was a SPAS-12 shotgun. Heero
set the shotgun down and hopped over the counter. "What are you doing?" asked
Duo.
"Looking for any more shells," he
answered.
"We need to find out how far this
thing has spread," said Trowa standing back up.
"You all right now?" asked Duo.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Let's go. Hurry up
Heero," said Trowa.
"Duo! Look around for some backpacks
or duffle bags, will ya'?" asked Heero from behind the counter.
"Why do I… Fine," said Duo as he
headed back down the hall.
"Hey Heero, mind if I ask you
something?" asked Trowa.
"No. What is it?"
"Well, I can see Duo being composed,
as he said he saw movies with these things, but how can you stay calm in a
situation like this?" asked Trowa.
"Just don't think about them being
zombies. Think about them being just another enemy that needs to be
eliminated," said Heero.
"…I guess."
Finally Duo returned from the halls
carrying a backpack and two duffle bags. He handed Heero the backpack and Trowa
the smaller duffle bag. Heero put the shotgun in the bag along with the extra
shells he found. "Now remember, a shot to the head puts them down for good. No
need to waste ammunition," said Heero. The others nodded and followed him
outside the motel. The streets were quiet; dead quiet. The three looked around,
"Where to now?" asked Trowa.
"Duo, what caused the zombies in the
movies?" asked Heero.
"I forget. Some kind of outbreak or something,"
said Duo.
Upon hearing that, Heero's eyes shot
open. He then immediately started running down the street. Trowa and Duo
shrugged and followed him. "Where we going Heero?" asked Duo.
"I think I may know what's going
on," he responded.
