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Resident Evil 5/7 
18th-Dec-2009 10:31 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.


They had almost reached the end of the tunnel.

Below, the crowd of undead had become even larger and more unruly, as if they could sense that they were about to lose their prey.

Chloe pointed to something up ahead.

“That’s the one we want.” The network of pipes split in two one branch disappearing into a vent straight ahead, and a second smaller bundle of pipes veering off into a vent in the side wall. “Straight ahead. Just another hundred feet.”

They passed the junction where the pipes split, leaving only fifty feet to go.

As before, Sam led the way, J.D. and Kappa bringing up the rear.

Below, the undead were getting frantic

One of the metal brackets that held the pipes to the ceiling…the bolt that fixed the bracket to the rock were old and rusted, and as Sam passed over that section one of the bolts began to come loose.

Rain was next, the bolt beginning to worm out of the rock and the whole support bracket began to buckle.

Sam looked up ahead, unaware of the danger. “The pipes go into some kind of air shaft.” A mesh screen covered the entrance to the airshaft and Sam used a knife to pry it away from the rock. “I think I can get the cover loose.” The mesh screen popped off, a sharp edge cutting Sam’s hand. “Damn!” He lifted the screen away with his bloody hand and tossed it before.

The undead scrambled all over it.

On stuck the mesh in his mouth to lick the traces of blood from it.

They were working themselves into a frenzy.

As Chloe passed beneath it, the rusted bolt almost completely freed itself from the rock, the whole bracket suddenly began to sag.

Chloe froze. “What is that?

A harsh metallic sound echoed as the rusted bolt shot free.

“The supports…” Kappa’s eyes widened. “They’re coming loose!”

Sam and Rain were already safely in the air vent, Sam at the entrance. “Hurry! You’ve got to get out of there!”

Chloe redoubled her efforts, J.D. and Kappa right behind her, but the faster they went, the greater the strain on the support brackets.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Rusted metal bolts shot free of the ceiling loud as gunshots.

A whole length of piping came free and sagged towards the ground…and the undead. Suddenly Kappa, J.D. and Chloe were within reach.

Undead fingers reached around their arms, their legs, their throats.

“No!” Chloe struggled against them.

Sam reached out an arm to her, grasping her by her arm when suddenly the whole section of the piping finally gave way.

“Hold on!” Sam grunted, bracing himself and keeping a hold of Chloe as he slowly, painfully pulled her into the air shaft and safety.

But there was no one to help Kappa or J.D.

J.D. tumbled off of the pipes and was dragged under by a sea of undead, his M16 firing wildly as he was sucked down. “Fuck you! Fuck you!”

His attackers ripped at his flesh, biting into his limbs, but still he kept fighting…screaming and shooting.

Undead bodies were flung through the air by the force of the M16, and when that was out of ammo, J.D. blazed away with a .45 automatic, until finally the others could lift him to safety as he screamed in pain.

He was safe, but badly mauled.

Chloe wasn’t looking at him, she was watching Kappa, who was also in trouble, but near to a fallen section of piping. He began to drag himself back up to safety, the undead literally hanging off him.

“Keep them off him!” Chloe turned to Sam.

They laid down a blanket of covering fire.

Kappa’s legs seemed to no longer work, but he pulled himself back towards the roof with sheer force of will.

“Just keep them away from him!”

They blazed away, keeping the tide of undead at bay.

Just.

“Oh God…” Kappa groaned, collapsing at the top of the pipes. He was back near the roof noe, but separated from the others by a twenty foot section of fallen piping.

It might as well have been the Grand Canyon.

The only way for him was to go back.

“I can’t feel my legs.” He told them.

“We’ll get you somehow.” Rain called to him.

“No.” He shook his head, suddenly determined. “You go.”

“We’re not leaving you.” Rain’s voice choked with emotion.

“Yes you are.” Kappa spoke, as the undead began climbing the fallen section of pipe towards him. “You can’t kill them all.” He looked down at his ravaged body. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

“Kappa…” Rain’s voice trembled, tears coming to her eyes.

“I want you to go.” He whispered.

She shook her head.

“Now!” Kappa’s voice was firm.

Chloe reached for Rain, knowing what had to be done.

“Just do it now!” Kappa screamed. “GO!”

Rain turned and hurried away, Chloe behind her, and Sam, helping a nearly near J.D., followed in solemn silence.

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Kappa watched his friends disappear into the gloom of the air vent.

Below him, a pair of undead were climbing up the fallen pipe, their once crisp lab coats streaked with dirt and blood.

“Just you and me, ugly.” Kappa told the one leading as he checked his handgun to find only one shell left. “That’s lucky.”

The creature was nearly upon him, hand reaching out as Kappa put the gun into his own mouth.

He started to breathe short, angry breaths, trying to key himself up, trying to get ready to pull the trigger, to escape the horror.

The undead had his hands on Kappa, his fingers covered in fresh blood.

Kappa closed his eyes, his finger tightening on the trigger, before suddenly he pulled the gun out of his mouth and aimed it at the creature, pulling the trigger.

The creature fell from the overhanging pipes, a fresh bullet hole bored neatly between his eyes.

“Fuck it!” Kappa declared, holding the smoking gun in his hand. “I’m not going out that easy.” He looked at the undead climbing the pipe towards him. “You’re going to have to work for your supper.” He told them defiantly before looking behind him.

Behind him, the network of pipes split into two, one running back down the length of the access tunnel---the way they came---and the other disappearing into a small air vent in the side wall.

Kappa pulled himself up the rest of the pipe and tore the mesh screen aside, dragging himself into the vent, which was much narrower than the one the others had escaped into.

It was tight, claustrophobic, and terrifying.

Kappa began to crawl away from the pipes, every movement agony as he left a trail of fresh blood behind him.

A large metal fan blocked Kappa’s progress, its sharp steel blades spinning at high, forcing air down the shaft. There was no way around it, no way through it.

“Damn!”

Kappa looked back down the shaft, and around the corner he could see the shadow of a body crawling towards him.

An undead.

He was trapped.

Fumbling through his utility belt, Kappa found his laptop and then glanced at the spinning metal blades. “Here goes…” He tried to force the laptop between the blades.

The blades sparked and began to chop away at the computer as he pushed harder, shreds of plastic and microchip flung back at him as he pushed harder still.

And suddenly the fan stopped, the laptop lodged between the blades, jamming the mechanism.

Kappa glanced at the mangled remains of his computer. “Thank you Bill Gates.”

Behind him the undead female made an excited noise, smelling fresh meat.

Kappa began to drag himself between the sharp metal blades of the fan, the creature right on his tail.

Her fingers reached for his legs.

He pulled himself faster.

In his haste he dislodged the laptop slightly, the steel blades moving a fraction as the laptop groaned under the strain. It was going to be crushed at any moment.

Finally he is clear of the blades, the undead following him as the splinter began to crack, and just as the creature was halfway through the blades the laptop split clean in two.

The blades span back to life, slicing neatly through the creature, her legs suddenly no longer attached to her body.

“Yes!” Kappa laughed.

She looked down at her legs, and then back at Kappa, before dragging her torso towards him, oblivious to anything but the scent of blood and fresh meat ahead.

“Oh shit!” Kappa cursed as he began to haul himself away, but his progress was blocked.

The air shaft took a sharp 90 degree turn.

Straight down.

There was no way to climb down there, and no end in sight, the shaft seeming to just drop forever.

She growled a low animal sound, as if sensing that her prey was trapped.

Kappa fumbled with his utility belt again, his hands finding a grenade, slick with his own blood. He looked at the undead, the legless monstrocity still coming forwards, and unearthly light in her eyes. “Screw you.”

He threw the grenade back at her, it bounced and rolled, hitting her squarely in the forehead.

She stopped, picked up the grenade and smelt it, smelt the blood, beginning to lick it hungrily. She even went as far as to try and force it in her mouth before it suddenly exploded, vaporizing her.

But Kappa had no time for celebration as the explosion raced up the confines of the air shaft, the blast hitting him like a tidal wave, searing his flesh and flinging him backwards, hurtling against the far wall of the shaft and then dropping like a stone into its depths.


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The small group, led by Chloe and Rain, who were trying to remember the route highlighted, moved through a deserted hallway. Sam, bringing up the rear, propped up a near dead J.D.

Chloe looked around, trying to get her bearing. “Left, right?”

Rain turned to her and nodded, agreeing. “It’s not far to go now.” They passed the lab that had once been flooded and Rain pointed ahead. “This way to the entrance. We’re almost there.”

Chloe followed, shaking her wrist contraption, trying to get it to work. Its map and insight of the Hive would be of use to them right about now.

Sam froze. “We need to get into a room. Now.”

Chloe turned to him. “What?”

“Now!” Sam began dragging J.D. towards a room Chloe recognized all too well.

It was the room where Ruby had imprisoned her.

The door was open now, and Sam entered, Chloe and Rain exchanging confused looks before following, barely making it inside before Sam closed the door behind them, locking it.

“What’s going on?” Rain turned to Sam.

Sam reached for the Box and switched on Red Queen. “What’s down here with us?”

Red Queen flickered into life, looking tired.

“What is here with us?” Sam tried again, eyes narrowed.

Chloe watched him closely.

This was the second time he’d sensed something she couldn’t…or something he shouldn’t be able to.

Red Queen brought up the holographic floor plan, showing them in the virus room, and also the heat signature of the stranger terrifyingly close to where they were.

“It must have gotten your scent.” Red Queen commented.

“It?” Rain picked up on that word.

Red Queen hacked into one of her own cameras, and showed the image to them the stranger in the loading platform, where they would have been if Sam hadn’t sensed something. It wasn’t the 120 pound male Red Queen had described. Instead it was the creature that Sam had found so unnerving in the Specimen Room.

300 pounds of pure evil.

Four claw-like talons dug into the rock face, holding it in place. It’s long fleshy tongue uncoiled, snaking downwards. They could see the razor sharp barbs that covered the tongue’s grotesque length.

Suddenly, without warning, the creature dashed forwards, lightning fast, straight into the camera.

In search for them.

Chloe, Sam, Rain and J.D. listened as the Queen casually filled them in on their executioner.

“It’s a bio-mechanical weapon of the highest order, and was one of the earlier experiments produced by the Hive, using the same genetic material as the T-virus.” She announced. “You released it accidentally in the Specimen Room.”

“But it was dead…” Sam ran a hand over his hair. “I saw it.”

“It was in stasis.” Red Queen corrected.

A muscle jumped in Rain’s jaw. “If you knew what it was, why didn’t you---.”

The Red Queen didn’t reply.

Chloe snorted. “Because she was saving it for us. Isn’t that right?”

The computer looked utterly embarrassed. “I didn’t think any of you would make it this far…not without infection.”

“You were going to let that thing finish us off.” Rain growled, looking positively dangerous.

BAM!

A suddenly noised scared the shit out of them and they turned towards the window in the back of the room.

The creature was right there.

“The fucker has no eyes.” J.D. managed to say.

The creature moved to a cluster of small holes that’d been punched through the glass with a fire axe in some office worker’s desperate attempt to get free. The tip of its grotesque, long tongue snaked through one of the narrow holes, swaying back and forth.

“It’s sensing the air.” Chloe whispered. “It can smell us.”

The creature withdrew its tongue, then backed away from the glass.

“What is it doing?” J.D. wheezed.

Suddenly the creature raced at them, hurling its whole body weight against the window, causing the glass to quiver yet hold.

“It’s not getting through there.” Rain stated, confident. “That glass is bullet proof.”

The creature tried again, hurling itself even harder at the window, and once again it was repulsed…but small spider web cracked had begun to appear in the glass.

Rain gulped. “On second thought…”

As one they turned towards the door and threw it open, racing back towards the Hive.
Comments 
18th-Dec-2009 05:43 pm (UTC)
This was a perfect cliffhanger. Nicely done.

And I'm so pleased with the way that J.D. died.
18th-Dec-2009 06:21 pm (UTC)
Well....J.D. isn't dead YET. :P

Thanks!
18th-Dec-2009 06:41 pm (UTC)
Damn. Wishful thinking on my part, then.
18th-Dec-2009 07:06 pm (UTC)
I just have one question. Do the remnants of the team still think Sam's a cop? Also, do we get to see J.D. chewing on anyone? I keep expecting him to start chewing on people.

Now there's a comment I never thought I'd be making. I can't wait to see how Chloe and Sam get out of this.
18th-Dec-2009 07:15 pm (UTC)
Yep, the rest of the team DO still believe that Sam's a cop.
haha...watch and see about J.D. *hey! That rhymed!*
19th-Dec-2009 01:19 am (UTC)
Ooooh. Scared. Time for the fetal ball position.

More, please?
19th-Dec-2009 01:21 am (UTC)
hahahahaha LMAO
Soon! I promise!
23rd-Dec-2009 08:37 pm (UTC)
Totally AWESOME chapter!!!
23rd-Dec-2009 08:39 pm (UTC)
THANKS :D
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