This is the
continuation of my story "Gundam Evil". When we last left Trowa, Heero, and Duo
they were finding the company of the town to be too stiff to hang around.
Eventually they stumbled upon what Duo presumed to be a zombie. Heero might
know what's going on, now what?
I do not own Gundam
Wing or any of its' logos. They belong to whoever created it/them/whatever. I
don't own the Resident Evil series or any of its' logos/characters/whatever.
They belong to Capcom, a great company that wouldn't sue an innocent person
like myself, because they are such a great company. O_o
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GUNDAM EVIL: chapter 4
By
SSJ_Bardock
The three
Gundam pilots ran down the street; two of which were following the one in the
lead: Heero. Upon stumbling upon a "zombie" as Duo had put it, they decided
upon finding out what was wrong with the town. I think that would be wise. Then
upon Duo's mention of the word "outbreak" Heero had taken off running. Trowa
and Duo had no choice, but to follow Heero.
The three ran down the street. The air
was dry and humid. The town seemed to be almost too quiet. To say the least the
pilots' suspicions were growing. Heero ran at the front as fast as he could,
his feet gliding over the street's pavement. All rational thought had exited
his mind. There could be only one explanation he could think of. The document
he had gone over earlier at the library had mentioned something about an
outbreak, so naturally Heero was heading there.
Trowa and Duo struggled to keep up
with Heero's pace. "Where's he going?" Duo asked. Trowa just shrugged and
continued to run behind the Wing Gundam Zero's pilot. The only sound now made
throughout the town was the sound of shoes on pavement. The stars were hidden
behind black clouds in the sky. The moon also seemed to be hiding from the
nightmarish town of Belton. Suddenly the silence broke.
RAT-ATAT-TAT-TAT-TAT
All of the pilots stopped in their tracks. "Where's the
shots coming from Heero?" asked Duo. Heero didn't answer; he just remained
completely still and silent, listening. There was no explaining what the hell
was going on, not anymore at least.
"Looks like someone's made a new
friend," remarked Trowa, trying to break the silence.
"Never thought I'd see the day. Trowa
Barton initiating a conversation," said Duo, smirking.
Trowa just shot Duo a withering
glare. Slowly, Trowa began walking
forward, toward Heero. Duo did the same. Heero then started walking as well,
Beretta92f at chest level. Trowa took out his MP9 as well. Duo shrugged and
decided to do the same. Heero rounded the corner and saw it. "Look," he said.
About two blocks down was what looked like a pack of dogs eating something.
Slowly the pilots continued.
"Zombie dogs?" asked Trowa, raising an
eyebrow in Duo's direction.
"The hell if I know," remarked Duo,
"Although, if you do look closely it does look like they have some spots of
skin missing."
The other too strained their eyes.
Yep. Now the only question was: What were they eating? Heero
once again raised his gun at the pack and walked forward. From the look of it
there were approximately three of them. Trowa stepped back, "Is that an arm
sticking out?" he asked, in reference to the corpse the dogs were munching on.
Duo looked back at Trowa then at what Trowa had mentioned. He too, stepped
backward.
"Man-eating zombie dogs. Perfect,"
remarked Duo.
Heero didn't flinch; he just aimed his
Beretta at one of the dogs' head. Duo and Trowa saw this and aimed their guns
as well.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Three shots rang out in the night. One
from each pilot, each bullet putting a pooch down for the count. The pilots
walked up to the bodies of the undeceased, keeping their guns leveled at the
dogs. Trowa turned away again and doubled over. Lying under the pack of dogs
was a man. He had his intestines lying on his chest and assorted other body
parts lying away from their original spot. Trowa couldn't handle it again and
vomited, as did Duo. The man was wearing what looked to be an anti-terrorist
uniform. On his vest were the bold letters "UBCS" in the middle of an
umbrella. This immediately brought a thought to Heero's mind.
Once
again, the document he was reading. He thought he had read something about
"Umbrella". The question was: Did this guy work for them? He didn't really have
time to ponder it. "Trowa, Duo, get yourselves together. Accepting the facts as
they are, there's a slim chance we may make it out of here alive. Now, I don't
really know who these guys are, but they don't look like they're fighting on
the same side as us," Heero said.
"Why are they here?" asked Duo.
"To stop these things I guess. Then
the question of how they knew that these things were here comes to mind," said
Trowa, straightening himself.
"Yeah, that is the question, which
we're going to find out," said Heero.
"Where are we going Heero? Do you know
something we don't?" asked Duo.
"All right. Earlier today at the
library, I was reading some OZ files. I came across something top secret that
mentioned something about an outbreak. Also about killing any survivors. I'm
guessing this is what it meant. Even further into the document it mentioned
something about an umbrella, or a company called 'Umbrella'. I think OZ is
working with whoever it is to develop theseā¦things," Heero said motioning
toward the carnage.
"Than what is a 'UBCS'?" asked Trowa.
"I have no idea, that's why we're
going back to the library. There should be more of these guys and we don't know
if we can trust them," said Heero. He then bent down and pushed some of the
soldier's remains away. Out of the mess he picked up an MP5-N, "But we WILL
make it out of this town alive and destroy whatever OZ is working on," he
finished.
The three looked at each other for a
moment and nodded. "It's decided then, we go on," said Duo.
"We don't have a choice," said Trowa.
"There is always a choice, we've just
picked the only road that we could at this current stage," said Heero as he
tossed Trowa the MP5-N.
Trowa looked it over and took the clip
out. "It's only got 15 rounds left, does that guy have any extra clips on him?"
asked Trowa.
Heero kicked the man's intestines
around and just tore off the man's vest. He then tossed the vest to Trowa,
"You'll have to find them."
Trowa flinched and set the vest down,
to go through the random pockets. He found two more clips with the max 30
rounds in both of them. He also pulled out two clips for Heero's Beretta 92f.
Duo walked over to the corpse and kicked it over. There were no more goodies on
this guy.
"I think they got him early. If he was
around longer, he wouldn't have this many extra clips left on him," said Trowa,
holding his new H&K MP5-N 9mm submachine gun. He pulled the stock butt up
and checked the sight on it, then switched it to its' automatic mode. He then
put the two clips into his bag along with his MP9 and slung it over his
shoulder. Heero slapped in a new clip in his Beretta. "Let's go," he said. Duo
kicked the ground in a defeated manner.
"What's with you?" asked Heero.
"Well, Trowa got a new gun, you got
more clips, but I didn't get anything," Duo complained.
"Well, if that is what you're worried
about, you should hope we stumble upon another dead corpse," remarked Trowa.
"It's not like that. I just want a new
toy to play with," he explained.
"Can we go sometime today?" asked
Heero, very annoyed.
"Yeah, fine," said Duo.
The three pilots started once again
walking down the street, now packing some more ammunition and a new weapon in
the fight against OZ.
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So how was this
installment of Gundam Evil? Was it any good? Am I just wasting your time, or am
I doing a good job? The only way to know is if you give me a little C&C
(comments and criticism). Please review, it's the ambrosia of the authors.
