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Resident Evil 3/7 
17th-Dec-2009 11:38 am
chlam---run!



Title: Resident Evil
Characters/Pairing: Chloe/Sam, Rain, Kappa, J.D., One, Jennifer, Ruby, Lois
Fandoms: Smallville/Supernatural/Resident Evil
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own ANYTHING
Summary: Chloe was trying to smuggle out the virus to out Lex Luthor's real work, Sam just didn't care anymore and listened to Ruby. Now they are both in the Hive, and must battle the undead if they're to reach the surface.
Period: Resident Evil 1, AU Smallville, Post Season 3 Pre Season 4 Supernatural.
Written for my Livejournal Paranormal25 150 Prompt Table. Prompt of the day # 145: Writer’s Choice – The Undead.


Chloe screamed as the undead woman hinged at her. The woman’s actions were slow and jerky, but Chloe had been caught by surprise and knocked to the ground. She struggled to get up, but the weight of the undead woman kept her pinned to the floor.

She looked up into the woman’s dead eyes, which stared straight back at her.

There was no life there, but something else.

A terrible, terrible hunger.

The tall, handsome brunet man kicked the woman off Chloe, and she rolled over, trying to get up. Broken ribs meant nothing. Pain meant nothing.

The military woman emptied a round into the woman’s chest. Then another. And another.

Still the woman advanced.

“The head!” Chloe screamed, struggling to her feet and reaching for the broom she’d dropped. “Shot them in the head!”

The brunet who’d kicked the woman off of her fired a shot without hesitation or question. The bullet pierced the undead’s forehead and the woman collapsed to the ground.

Finally.

“Everybody aim for the head!” The man ordered, and even though he was dressed as a civilian they seemed to obey without question as all around them began to flood with the undead, ravenous bodies.

As one the unit turned their backs on Chloe, making somewhat of a circle around her, shooting the undead cleanly in the head, cutting down the numbers drastically.

She felt stupid, holding a broom in the middle of the group, being protected like some kid, but she knew that it was for her own protection.

“Rain! To your right!” One of the men shouted.

The female reacted to the name and turned slightly before shooting the undead that’d gotten uncomfortably close. “Thanks J.D.”

The man nodded.

Chloe quickly processed the names in the back of her mind, right as she realized that the undead that’d just been shot had been a security officer. She focused her attention on him and smirked when she saw his gun poking out from the inside of his jacket.

“Kappa!” The brunet yelled.

“Yeah Sam?” The other man asked.

“We need a different escape route.” The brunet, Sam, ordered, still firing with amazingly preciseness. “We can’t get out this way.”

“Working on it!” Kappa lowered his gun for a second and held up his wrist computer, a holographic screen shooting up into the air.

Chloe took the distraction to hurry out passed him towards the undead.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Sam yelled at her.

“Panic.” Rain sneered. “Happens all the time.”

Deciding to take up that issue with the woman later, Chloe tightened her hold on her broom and used it to bash in the head of the undead closest to her, before dropping to her knees besides the security officer and wincing reaching into his jacket, pulling out the hoister with his gun and extra bullets.

She dropped it when one of the undead reached her before Sam, who’d been concentrating on shooting the ones closest to her, could shoot it.

Grunting, pinned to her back on the floor once more, Chloe kept her hands on its neck, keeping its face away from her as it tried to bite her desperately. “Sorry but…” she slid her hands up to grab his head. “You’re not…” and then she gave it a sharp jerk, a loud snapping sound echoing in her ears as she broke its neck. “My type.”

Pushing the undead off of her, Chloe got up, grabbed the hoister and the extra case of bullets, and stumbled back.

She sniffed at Rain. “Panic. Right.”

The Latina gave her an amused, and slightly impressed smirk, before continuing to fire off her gun.

Checking to make sure that the gun was fully loaded, Chloe stood next to Kappa, helping cover him as he tried to find a new way for them.

“This way!” The tech of the group called out, and they hurried after him, racing through the room, weaving between slower moving undead. Whenever something got in their way, J.D. or Rain would shoot it in the head and hurry on.

Around them, Plexiglas tanks shattered and exploded as stray bullets crashed into them.

And in all the chaos the group began to get separated.

Tired from having run for so much longer than the rest, Chloe felt herself falling behind. Realizing that she wasn’t going to make it if she continued this way, she made a split decision and used the distraction of the undead focusing on the larger group to shoot off to the side, dodging and shooting, all the while tapping into the holographic map Lana had given her.

“Come on, come on, give me something to work with, baby.” She whispered, giving a little crow as the schematics of the room showed up, pinpointing various hidden passages. “Lana, I love you!”

With added adrenalin, Chloe reached the wall where it said a hidden door was located. She put away her gun and began to paw the wall, looking for the switch.

Sensing a presence behind her, Chloe pulled out her gun and twirled around on her heel, gun cocked and ready to shoot.

But it wasn’t an undead.

It was Sam.

“Don’t sneak up on me like that!” She snapped, quickly putting the safety on her gun and putting it back away before turning to the wall. “Help me find some sort of lever or switch. Hurry. The others are only going to be a distraction for a couple of minutes at best before they reach the Control Room. Then you and I are sitting ducks.”

Sam nodded, pawing the wall as well, before his hand connected with something and the wall shook slightly before a panel slid open, showing a large air duct.

“Not another.” She sighed before climbing in, feeling Sam enter behind her, the hidden panel closing up behind them and protecting them from the creatures out there…though who knew what was in here with them.

“How did you know this was here?” Sam asked from behind her, on his hands and knees like her, as they began to crawl down the duct. “Is this an emergency exit only staff know about?”

“I doubt it.” She replied truthfully. “They would have used it when the virus was unleashed and the Red Queen went berserk.”

“Wait. What?” He asked, stopping for a moment in confusion behind her before hurrying up to catch up with her again. “What virus? What happened down here?”

“Look, I don’t know who you are or why you’re here. My first guess would be that you’re a part of Umbrella’s Sanitation Team, but seeing as you don’t wear the uniform, I’m guessing not. The next guess would be that you’re a cop…and I did see a flash of that badge on your belt, but I’m guessing it’s fake.” She continued to crawl through the space, hoping to come to an exit---and that it wasn’t filled with the infected. “So either you were sent here by someone who knew what was going to happen, or you were working with the bitch who stole and unleashed the virus and got double-crossed.”

“What virus?” Sam’s voice was annoyed.

“The T-Virus.” She replied, wondering if she should continue pretending to be a worker here. No one had had time to question her, and with the recent developments she doubted they would. “I don’t know the specifics of what it does, but apparently it reanimates the body and makes them hella hungry.”

“Zombies.” Sam whispered behind her.

“Not really. Zombies are mostly voodoo related.” She shook her head. “Also, they’re harder to kill. These are scientific in nature, and from what I can tell, severing the spinal cord---or blunt trauma to the head, are all that’s needed to kill them.”

“Who are you?” He asked from behind her.

“Who are you?” She countered.

“Sam.”

“Chloe.”

And they left it at that, continuing through the long, dark passage, wondering where it would lead them.


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Closing the heavy door, Kappa slammed it shut and leaned against it with a sigh. They were in the Control Room, safe for now, with the sound of hundreds of hands banging’s against the steel door yet unable to get at them.

He looked around at the people he was with and frowned as he suddenly realized something. “Where’s Officer Dean and the scientist?”

“Don’t look at me.” J.D. replied.

“Damn!” Kappa banged his fist back against the door.

Rain slumped to the ground, her back to the wall. “They’ll be fine. The cop knows what he’s doing and the scientist obviously can handle herself.”

“She did know how to kill them,” J.D. agreed. “Whatever they are.”

“Whatever they are?” Kappa snapped. “It’s pretty damn obvious what they are! Lab coats…badges…those people used to work here!”

“All the people working here are dead.” J.D. snorted.

“Well that isn’t stopping them from walking around.” Rain sneered.

J.D. looked at her and then sighed, as if finally believing it because she did. “Where did they come from? Why didn’t we see them on the way in?”

It was Kappa who answered. “When we cut the power, we unlocked all the door. We let Pandora out of the box.”

“Those things could be all over the place.” J.D. decided. “We’re never going to make it to the surface.”

“So she was right.” Kappa whispered.

“What?” Rain narrowed her eyes.

“The Queen…she was right.” Kappa responded, meeting her gaze.

The moment was broken by the sound of a gun being racked as J.D. checked his assault rifle. “Twenty seven rounds…” he looked at Kappa. “You?”

“Twenty six in the clip…one in the breech.”

“Me too.” Rain responded before sighing and leaning her head back against the wall. “We’re so fucked.”

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The panel closing behind them, Chloe looked around her before looking down at her holographic map. “Security Room.”

Sam stepped towards the cages lined up against the wall. They’d obviously once held the guard dogs, but now the cages were empty. Many had holes in them, chewed straight through the mesh. “What would make a dog do this?”

“I don’t think they were dogs when they did that.” Chloe responded, cautiously making her way down the half lit corridor.

Suddenly she heard it, stopping.

Sam did as well, listening.

It was a sharp clicking sound.

Nails against a cement floor.

In the shadows a dark shape moved, and a low demonic growl echoed around them.

A Doberman advanced into a shaft of light, but it wasn’t like any dog she’d seen before. Its eyes were glazed, and its flesh decaying.

“Oh fuck.” Sam whispered.

He’d taken the words right out of her mouth.

The Doberman charged at her and yet was blown back by a sure shot to the head.

She turned to see Sam clicking his gun. “Thanks.”

He looked up at her with a wince. “That was my last bullet.”

“Well, this is the security room.” She shrugged. “No better place to try and find weapons.”

He nodded his agreement as Chloe switched on the safety and then threw him her gun.

“The security guard on duty might still be there.” She motioned to the little weapons room.

“You might need this.” He replied, catching the gun and switching off the safety.

“They’re slow.” Chloe shrugged. “And if another dog comes I’ll just yell and climb up to the top of the cages. Its too high for them to jump up on.”

He hesitated a moment before heading towards the other room.

Chloe might have admired him from behind as he left…but she’d never admit it.

Never!

Clearing her throat as he disappeared into the other room, she looked around her, rubbing her arms, wondering what Lois was doing now. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been dead, but if it’d been more than three hours Lois would be in a fit, worrying like she always did.

After having lost everyone they loved, the two women only had each other, and they were quite overprotective with each other.

If she didn’t get out soon and contact Lois the brunette would probably be an idiot and try infiltrate the Hive just to get to where she was…and Chloe couldn’t let her cousin walk into this situation.

So deep in her thoughts she didn’t hear the sound of claws against the floor until the Doberman appeared, snarling, skin decaying and smelling putrid.

“Oh boy.” She whispered, not feeling as sure as she’d felt moments ago about being able to handle this without a gun.

The Doberman charged, and she did the only sensible thing.

She ran.

The dog leapt at her, all teeth and claws, but she dodged it and dove into one of the cages for protection, slamming the mesh door in the creature’s face. She wedged the door shut, trapped in the cage and knowing the door wouldn’t hold for long.

“SAM!” She screamed the same time gunshots were heard from the other room, drowning out her voice.

Obviously the guard had still been in there.

Shadows shifted in the cage with her…as a second Doberman, just newly awoken, appeared, snarling viciously.

Chloe didn’t even have time to scream as the second undead dog jumped at her, knocking her to the ground. She was no match for its savagery---it was a struggle just to keep its jaws from her throat.

As if that weren’t enough, the first dog was slowly forcing the cage door open.

It would be through in minutes.

“SAM!” She screamed against as she continued to struggle with the undead canine out for her blood, and possibly flesh.

The dog on top of her forced its jaws around her face, and Chloe’s fingers tightened around its throat, forcing it away before it could snap it shut against her face. Her fingers broke through the putrefying skin, digging into the muscle beneath, and if she weren’t fighting for her life she probably would have thrown up by now at the horrible feeling.

“No!” She screamed as the door opened and Sam arrived, shooting the dog about to break the cage door open.

But she didn’t notice this, or Sam heading towards her.

As soon as she’s screamed that word, it was as if the vision before her spiraled into darkness, and then there were flashes of colors and sounds, and then she could somehow see the dog, on the inside.

She could see everything inside, organs, muscles, tissue, weak spots in is skeleton…the virus.

And then…then she connected with the virus.

The dog stopped above her, its rage gone, a whimper escaping its muzzle as it stepped away from her and sat down on its back legs.

A shot rang throughout the room, and the dog was blown away from the headshot.

Chloe turned to the sound, seeing Sam hurrying towards her, pulling the door open and reaching for her.

Grabbing his hand, Chloe let him pull her out of the cage and she tumbled into him, body shaking, finding her fingers clutching into his shirt as she tried to assimilate everything that’d just happened.

“Are you okay?” He asked, pulling her away so he could examine her. “You weren’t hurt?”

She shook her head, a little traumatized and confused, but not hurt.

“Thank god.” Sam whispered, before breathing out a breath of relief. He passed her the gun she’d taken from the security officer. “Here. Thanks.”

She happily took it in her shaking hands, noticing Sam’s new gun. “I’m sick of it here. I want to go home.”

He looked amused by her comment. “I don’t know. It’s not too bad here.”

She sent him an outraged expression before chuckling, shaking her head. “Sure. You’re right. Other than the flesh-eating undead, what reason don’t we have for staying here?”

“Exactly.” Sam nodded with a smirk as they slowly made their way out of the weapons section of the security room, into an adjourning room filled with screens. “What are a few hundred undead?”

“I couldn’t agree more.” She nodded, going to the cameras and sitting down while Sam locked the door behind them, and then scanned the room to make sure that there was no undead (be it human or canine of insect) around to surprise them.


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Kappa stared at the door as it began to buckle under the weight of the undead.

Taking in a deep breath he turned back to the others. “It’s a long shot…but there might be someone who could help us.”

“Who?” J.D. asked.

Kappa took out the Box from his pocket.

Rain’s eyes widened. “You’re kidding, right?”

“If anyone could find a way out of here it would be her.” Kappa declared.

“No. Absolutely not.” J.D. shook his head. “We’re not blind. We know One and Jennifer didn’t come back with you. We know Red Queen did something!”

Kappa looked passed them to the steel corridor, remembering that their teammates lay dead and mutilated there.

Rain followed his gaze and then looked away, understanding. She then turned to J.D. “It could be our only hope.”

He shook his head harder. “In case I’ve been the only one paying attention, that homicidal bitch killed everyone down here, killed One and Jennifer, and will probably try and kill us too!”

“That homicidal bitch may be the only one who can tell us what the hell’s going on down here.” Kappa was determined. “I know its not ideal, but its either that, or wait till that door caves in under the weight of those things and we’re eaten alive.”

Rain’s eyes went to the door.

J.D. gulped. “If you switch her back on…you could control her?”

“If she says or does anything we don’t like…” Kappa indicated the switch at the base of the Box. “It’s the flip of a switch.”

There was silence as the three of them looked at each other.

Rain finally took in a deep breath. “Well? What are we waiting for?” She shouldered her M16. “Let’s go pay the bitch a visit.”


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Finally satisfied that the only ones in the room were Chloe and he, Sam turned to where she was typing things into the keyboards under the screens. “What are you looking for?”

“The bitch who started this.” Chloe replied, turning a knob counterclockwise as the images went backwards in time, rewinding. It was all focused on one room in particular.

And then she paused it, and let it play out, and Sam’s eyes narrowed as he saw Ruby go into the room, take out vials of what must have been the virus Chloe had mentioned, and then Chloe entered, and Ruby left her in the room before breaking the virus inside there with her.

Sam’s eyes widened.

Chloe had been the one who’d inhaled the virus in its thickest, purest form!

She was infected!

Chloe didn’t seem to notice him, following Ruby’s movements throughout other screens as she saw where the woman went.

Sam stayed where he was, watching as Red Queen killed Chloe…and then…he watched as Chloe came back alive.

And yet.

He turned towards her.

She wasn’t like the things out there.

“Why?”

Chloe raised a hand, not looking at him, before frowning. “That makes no sense.”

“Why aren’t you one of them?” Sam asked, pointing his gun at her. “Explain now.”

Turning towards him, Chloe looked unconcerned with the fact that he could kill her. “That woman, she took the virus and antidote to the platform, hid it somewhere there, and then left it before leaving the Hive.” She turned her back on him. “What sort of person goes to all this trouble to steal the virus and antivirus, sets the virus loose in the Hive and then leaves it behind?”

He was a little unnerved by how unaffected she seemed with the fact that he was aiming at her. “She’s a demon.”

Chloe turned to him at that. “A demon? Really?” She thought for a second. “Okay. It makes sense now. Demons enjoy causing havoc and chaos and disorder. Exhibit A, the Hive now, crawling with the undead, and with humans trapped inside.” She looked back down at the screen. “Stop pointing your gun at me, by the way. Believe me, it isn’t the first time I’ve had one pointed at me, been shot at, or killed by one. You’ll just waste your bullets.”

Sam’s eyes widened at her words, his grip wavering. “What?”

“Look.” She turned to him. “I’m not a scientist here, I’m a mutant. Natural mutant, no experiments no radioactive spider bite. I die, I come back to life. So stop pointing the gun at me. It brings back bad memories.”

Slowly Sam did as told, mesmerized. “A mutant?”

“Yeah yeah, you give me any Xmen cracks and I’ll punch you.” She replied, a little touchy, running her hand over her hair.

Sam put away his gun. “If you’re not a scientist working here, then why are you here…and like that?”

Looking down at her getup, Chloe made a face. “Well, I was going to steal the virus, antivirus, and expose Umbrella and Lex for what they really were. Except, someone beat me to the punch, and with obviously less noble reasons than me.”

Despite the gravity of the situation, Sam smirked. “You chose to steal the virus the same day it was stolen?”

“Hey!” She pouted. “Don’t make fun of me! This hasn’t been my day at all!”

Sam shook his head and chuckled.
Comments 
17th-Dec-2009 04:54 pm (UTC)
What a terrific series! I so rarely read multi-crossovers, because they're seldom done well, but this is spectacular. Looking forward to more.
17th-Dec-2009 05:02 pm (UTC)
Thanks so very much! I consider that a compliment of the highest degree !
17th-Dec-2009 05:36 pm (UTC)
I think that's what's most fun about the crossovers where one group are 'professionals', soldiers, police, whatever, and the other crosses are 'mercenary' or otherwise non-professional in their occupation. It's just fun to see the 'non-professional' types handle the crazy better. I look forward to the rest. And obviously seeing who gets munched.
17th-Dec-2009 05:38 pm (UTC)
I've noticed that too! In the movies its the 'professionals' who usually are the ones killed off first! Go figure :\
18th-Dec-2009 12:46 am (UTC)
and then they had wild monkey sex??? lol...another awesome chapter!!! yay!
18th-Dec-2009 01:09 am (UTC)
hahaha! No! I don't think so! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D
18th-Dec-2009 01:08 am (UTC)
Pshaw. Sam's enjoying this way too much. And Chloe's going to deck him soon. Write more, pretty please?
18th-Dec-2009 02:59 am (UTC)
That would be funny. The undead? Sam's got it covered! Chloe Sullivan? Now THAT might kill him! :D
18th-Dec-2009 04:06 am (UTC)
But what a way to go.
18th-Dec-2009 01:09 am (UTC)
Also, loved the way Chloe puts Rain in her place. BooYah! Girl power!
18th-Dec-2009 02:59 am (UTC)
haha, but there won't be any catfights between them, since I quite love Michelle Rodriguez.
19th-Dec-2009 10:55 am (UTC)
WOOHOO!!!!! Totally AWESOME chapter!!
20th-Dec-2009 12:57 am (UTC)
Thank you :D
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