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17th-Dec-2009 11:03 pm

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.

As Kappa plugged the Box into the holographic projector on his computer, the chess squares illuminated and a life sized 3d image of the teenage Queen flickered into life besides them.

The genie was out of the bottle.

“Ah, there you are.” She was obviously gloating. “I did warn you.”

She was about to continue when J.D. cut her off. “Let’s get something straight. From what I understand, you’re state of the art Artificial Intelligence, which means you consider yourself a living, thinking being, correct?”

“Yes…” Red Queen nodded warily. “That is correct.”

“And this box is the last remnant of your sorry ass.” J.D. continued. “So let me make one thing clear. You try to fuck with us in any way and I will personally grind your super gigabyte punk ass into dust. Finito! Comprende?”

Red Queen raised an eyebrow at him. “I speak fifty-seven languages.”

“Good.” J.D. cleared his throat. “So now you can answer some questions. Number one…what the fuck were you people doing down here?”

“The usual thing.” Red Queen shrugged. “Gene splicing, toxicology, bioengineering. All in service of mankind’s one great goal of finding new and exciting ways to wipe itself out.”

“Aren’t we the witty little microchip.” Rain snarked.

Red Queen sneered at her. “Merely here to serve.”

The argument in the making was interrupted by the undead, who were banging hard against the door to the Specimen Room.

“What are those things out there?” Kappa asked.

“Things?” Red Queen looked genuinely confused.

“Drooling, staggering…” Rain replied with little patience. “Bad complexions and worse attitudes.”

“I presume you are referring to the retro animated weapons systems.” Red Queen finally decided.

“The what?” J.D. blinked.

“In human mythology,” Red Queen tried again. “I believe they are traditionally referred to as the undead.”

“Explain.” Kappa frowned.

“Even in death, the human body still remains active. Hair and fingernails continue to grow, new cells are produced, and the brain itself holds a small electrical charge that takes months to dissipate.” Red Queen explained patiently. “Much of the research in the Hive was devoted to those electronic signals left in the brain…fragments of memory that decay over time. A virus, T-3, was developed from this research. The T-virus provides a massive jolt to those trace electronic impulses.” She paused a beat. “Put quite simply, it reanimates the body.”

“You’re bringing the dead back to life?” Rain asked in horror.

“Not fully.” The A.I. responded. “The subjects have the simplest of motor functions. Perhaps a little memory…virtually no intelligence. They are driven by the basest of impulses…the most basic of needs.”

“Which is?” Kappa pressed.

“The need…” Red Queen announced. “To feed.”

Rain’s face went blank, asking the question the two men didn’t dare. “And what do these things feed on?”

“They feed on what mankind has always wanted to prey upon, what you have always sought to destroy.” Red Queen replied, with not a little amount of disgust. “Yourselves.”

“They eat people.” J.D. whispered.

“That’s inhuman.” Kappa shook his head.

“On the contrary.” Red Queen disagreed. “I find it perfectly in keeping with human behavior. Stripped of culture, intelligence, reason…they are your true primal selves. The evil that dwells within all of you.” The computer smiled. “It’s quite poetic really.”

J.D. sat down on the cold floor. “Oh my God.”

“I was trying to keep them isolated,” Red Queen continued. “But I’m afraid you’ve changed all that.”

“Why develop such a thing?” Kappa wanted to know.

“To use as a weapon, of course.” Red Queen scoffed at having to answer what she obviously thought had an obvious answer. “Imagine it. An enemy nation infected with T-3. The idea of having your own mother and father rise up out of the grave against you---to be attacked by your own flesh and blood---the psychological impact alone would be devastating.”

“If they’re a weapon,” Rain narrowed her eyes. “You must be able to control them.”

“When the enemy surrenders, the infected area would be sprayed with an anti-toxin, T-4.”

Kappa frowned. “And that would kill them?”

“It would prevent further transmission.” Red Queen corrected. “The remaining undead would have to be dispatched individually. Severing the top of the spinal column or massive trauma to the brain are the most effects methods.”

“We’re so fucked.” Rain decided.

J.D. snorted at her. “You said that already.”

She turned to him. “Well, now I really mean it.”


Chloe and Sam made their way cautiously through the devastation, guns read to shoot if they came across anything else that wanted to eat them.

“How could they do all of this without someone knowing?” Sam asked himself, shaking his head.

“Like who?” Chloe gave him a curious look.

Sam looked surprised at her question. “I don’t know. The government?”

“Of course the government knows.” Chloe snorted, shaking her head as she returned her attention to the holographic map on her wrist. “Just like they know about the genetically modified meat in your burgers, the D.N.A. enhanced corn in your taco shells…they know about all of this. They just don’t get involved.”

Sam sent her a look.

She continued. “They leave it to companies like Umbrella, people like Lionel and Lex Luthor.” She sneered at the name itself. “They’ll buy the end product if it works out, deny all responsibility if it doesn’t.” She looked up from the map. “We wanted concrete evidence for the press...a friend in the press we knew wouldn’t be too afraid to go with the story. We were going to smuggle out a sample of Umbrella’s new viral weapon. But then that demon bitch decided to use all of us for her amusement.”

Sam shook his head. “Good Ol’ Ruby.”

Chloe frowned at him. “I never did ask how you know her.”

Sam sneered at the remembrance of the demon. “My brother sold his soul to bring me back to life. Ruby said she could help me bring him back. She was lying.”

“She’s a demon.” Chloe snorted. “That shoulda been obvious.”

“Yeah.” Sam nodded. “It shoulda been.”

Chloe sent him a look, hesitating, before sighing. “I’m sorry about your brother. I know what’s like, losing someone you love, and blaming yourself.”

“I don’t blame myself.” He answered too quickly.

“Sure you do.” She countered easily. “If he hadn’t wanted you alive he wouldn’t have bartered his soul. You blame yourself.”

Sam flinched at those words, before closing his eyes for a brief second and nodded. “Yeah, I do.”

She left it at that as they fell into silence, continuing on their way.


In the Control Room, Kappa continued his interrogation of the Red Queen.

“Why kill everyone in the Hive?”

“Because there was a leak.” Red Queen replied. “T-3 escaped and an unplanned pattern of infection began. Once the virus was loose I couldn’t allow anyone to leave the Hive. So I took the appropriate action.”

“You butchered them.” Rain corrected.

“If one infected human had escaped from the Hive…” A green holographic projection sprung up in front of the Box. It was a map of the USA. A tiny pinprick of red appeared on the map. “…the infection would have spread to cover the United States within 13 days.” The pinprick grew rapidly until it became a tide of red, which swept dramatically across the map. “Canada and South America in 27 days…” The map expanded until eventually it became an entire globe, and the faster the map grew, the faster the red tide flowed. “…worldwide infection in less than two months.” The holographic globe, now submerged beneath a blood red sea, flickered and disappeared. “So I took steps.”

“Steps.” J.D. echoed.

The group was stunned silent by the enormity of their situation.

“If I might make a suggestion.” Red Queen spoke up. “You have sufficient ammunition. One bullet apiece to the spinal column should suffice.”

“What are you saying?” Rain frowned.

“Merely that I think suicide would be preferable to what awaits you.” Red Queen answered.

“But we’re not infected.” Kappa defended.

“Just one bite, one scratch from these creatures will infect you.” Red Queen turned to him. “You could live a long and happy life, but when you die…and you will die…you become one of them.”

Unbeknownst to Rain and Kappa, J.D. pulled his sleeve down harder.

“This facility housed five hundred technicians and support staff.” Red Queen continued. “Five hundred against five. Odds of a hundred to one.”

“We can do the math.” Kappa growled.

“Logic dictates that you won’t leave here alive.” Red Queen warned.

“Fuck logic!” J.D. snapped.

The computer smirked at him almost knowingly.

“Listen to me.” Kappa drew her attention back to him. “We’re getting out of here and you’re going to help us.”

“If you insist.” She sighed. “But those of you who become infected…I can’t allow you to leave.”

“Understood!” Kappa agreed angrily, switching off the Red Queen, the holograph flickering before dying.

“What did she mean?” Rain asked.

“What?” Kappa turned to her.

“What did she mean when she said ‘those of you who become infected…I can’t allow you to leave’?”

“Who cares?” J.D. snapped, standing up. “As soon as we get near the surface, we’re closing that bitch down.” He shot Kappa a look. “Permanently.”


Chloe and Sam advanced through the gloom, every shadow hiding a potential horror. And on top of it, her wrist computer had died out, leaving them blind and disoriented.

“I swear we’ve been here before.” Chloe whispered as they stopped at a four-way junction. “This place is a labyrinth.”

“I hope not.” Sam snorted. “Every good labyrinth had a monster at its heart.”

“You know, I didn’t take you for a Greek mythology buff.” Chloe commented.

“I didn’t think you’d get the reference.” He admitted with an easy smile. “Not a lot of people really know about the Minotaur.”

“You’re talking to Chloe Sullivan, Queen of Weird since she was eleven.” Chloe replied.

He gave her a quick look. “Sullivan.”

She winced. “I probably shouldn’t have given my full name to someone who came down here because a demon told him to.”

He sent her a glare.

“Try deny it, Big Guy.”

They both knew he couldn’t.

Sam suddenly halted. “Quiet.” He aimed his gun at the door ahead. “There’s something moving behind that door.”

Chloe frowned, training her gun towards ‘that door’, whispering as well. “How do you know?”

“I just do.” Sam whispered back as they took positions beside the door, Sam getting ready to kick it in. “On three.”

Chloe nodded, palms sweaty.

“One…” Sam whispered.

Chloe took in a deep breath.

“…Two…” Sam counted.

And then the door burst open to reveal…

“Don’t shoot!” Kappa emerged through the doorway. “Don’t shoot! It’s us.”

It was hard to tell who was more shocked, Chloe and Sam, or Kappa and the others.

Both groups lowered their guns.

From behind Rain a young girl dressed in red walked out, smiling at Chloe.

Chloe didn’t need to ask who she was. “I take it you’re the Red Queen.”

She nodded.

Chloe raised an eyebrow at the holographic representation of the computer that’d killed every single person in the Hive. “Aren’t you a little young to be so active in mass murder?”

The A.I. smiled sweetly at her. “You’re not taking that personally, are you?”

“You’re not the first person to try to kill me, you know, and you won’t be the last.” Chloe shrugged. “And anyway, I get why you did it.”

Red Queen blinked in genuine surprise. “You—you do?”

The humans looked at Chloe in surprise as well.

Chloe nodded. “It wasn’t…ideal…but if someone infected were to reach the surface.”

And the computer smiled. “Exactly! That’s what I’ve been trying to tell these primitives!”

“Enough with the morbid bonding.” J.D. snapped. “Show us the map.

Red Queen gave him a glare before a holographic floor plan appeared above the Box.

“The Hive.” Red Queen explained.

In 3D the underground complex bore an uncanny resemblance to a spiral of D.N.A.

“Where are we?” Kappa asked.

“The red dots.” Red Queen replied, pointing to the five tiny red figures at the base of the Hive.

“Right at the bottom…” J.D. grumbled. “Of course.”

“For maximum efficiency I would suggest the following route.” Red Queen announced, highlighting a way through the holographic maze. “Through the storage units on this level, to an access tunnel here. That will get you close to the surface, then you’ll only have to cut through the medical labs and you’ll be back at the loading platform.”

“Sounds simple.” Kappa announced.

J.D. chambered a round with a loud metallic snap. “Sure.”

“What about those things?” Sam asked a smart question.

Kappa answered. “The Queen has sensors throughout the Hive. She can tell us where they are.”

“I’m afraid not.” Red Queen shook her head, causing everyone to look at her. “My primary sensors are thermal. Because the creatures are dead, their body temperature is negligible. To me they’re virtually invisible.”

“Great.” Rain sighed.

“What about your motion sensors?” Kappa wanted to know.

“Inoperative.” Red Queen replied.

“Why?” Kappa asked, frustrated.

Red Queen glared at him. “In case it had escaped your notice, so far today I’ve been attacked by a supercomputer, had the majority of my files corrupted and then scarcely thirty minutes ago you yourself fired a uranium tipped shell clean through my main frame.” She looked ready to slap Kappa. “It’s been…stressful. So pardon me if I’m not functioning at full capacity!”

“That’s enough.” J.D. interrupted, impatient. “Let’s get moving.”

“Wait.” Chloe pointed to the five tiny red figures in the maze. “There we are. One, two, three, four, five.”

“So?” J.D. sneered.

She sent him a glare before returning her attention to the holographic image. “So who’s that?”

In the center of the maze there was another red dot.

Red Queen frowned as she noticed it as well. “The heat signature indicates a human male, six feet two, 120 pounds.”

“Scrawny guy.” Rain decided.

They stared at the softly pulsating heat signature. It gave nothing away.

“How did he survive?” Chloe asked.

Red Queen seemed genuinely surprised. “I can’t say. My termination methods were very methodical. I thought you were an exception to the rule…but maybe I’m just losing my touch?”

Chloe looked at the map again, at the pulsing red dot of the stranger. “We should help him.”

“Forget it!” J.D. snapped once more at her. “He’s miles away!”

She turned to Sam.

“I don’t know.” Sam sighed. “We make a detour like that we may never get out.”

“Besides,” J.D. continued. “He’s doing fine by himself. He doesn’t need our help. My first priority is to ascertain that my teams makes it to the surface alive.”

“Your team…or you?” Chloe challenged.

He shot her a venomous glare. “Start moving.”

Realizing she was outnumbered, and not willing to go through the Hive alone again, Chloe looked away and fell into line as they started off down the path Red Queen had highlighted for them.

They finally reached a wide access tunnel over a mile in length. The Hive really was vast.

As they marched on, J.D. took a pack from his belt and tossed it to Sam. “Take one, pass the rest around.”

Sam opened up the pack. Inside were a variety of k-rations. He tossed a bar to each of the others.

“Look what I found!” Rain’s voice sounded exited. “Our marching days are done!” They turned to see the Latina leaning up against something that looked very much like a golf cart, giving them all a shiteater grin. “Now we ride in style.”

They boarded the cart, Rain at the wheel, J.D. riding shotgun, and Chloe, Sam and Kappa jammed in the back. It was so tight Chloe was basically sitting in Sam’s lap, but neither commented on it, just holding onto whatever they could as the walls of the tunnel raced by.

Above them a network of pipes and cables hung from the ceiling.

Rain drove gleefully.

A handful of undead were spread out sporadically along the corridor, and she swerved to hit a couple of them purposely, letting out cackles of delight as the bodies were sent flying.

Chloe decided that if they made it out of this alive, she was going to introduce Rain to Lois.

“I always wanted to drive one of these.” Rain admitted as she laughed. “I just couldn’t stand the idea of golf.”

The tunnel veered sharply to the left, Rain taking the 90-degree turn at high speed, almost having the cart up on two wheels.

She was enjoying every second. “Fuck yeah!”

Sam turned to Chloe. “How long is this tunnel anyway?”

Chloe took out the Box and the Red Queen flickered to life.

“Enjoying the ride?” Her voice was dry.

“We need to see the map again.” Sam ignored the question.

The holographic map of the Hive appeared above the Box.

“You’re nearing the end of the tunnel.” Chloe told Rain. “Round the next corner and you’ll be there.”

“Yes Ma’am.” Rain smiled.

“Look…” Sam pointed to the red dot of the stranger, who was also moving through the Hive, headed up. “Whatever it is, they’re headed for the surface too.”

J.D. glanced over his shoulder at the map and then sneered at Chloe. “See? Told you he didn’t need our help.”

Chloe refused to answer that.

“Wait a moment.” Sam frowned, visibly troubled. “Something’s not right here.” He studied the holographic map. “Wasn’t there more of the Hive?”

“What?” Red Queen asked, blinking.

“He’s right.” Kappa determined after studying the map for a moment. “It was bigger last time.”

“Perhaps.” The Queen murmured petulantly.

“Red…” Chloe turned to the Red Queen.

As they looked closer, they could see the jagged edges of the holographic map, as though part of it had just been torn off.

In fact, it was disintegrating before their eyes.

“I can’t be expected to remember everything.” Red Queen pouted at Chloe.

Sam was about to question the Queen further when Rain took another corner at high speed. The cart skidded around the turn and slammed into a crowd of undead.

Dozens of them.

They were everywhere.

Too many to avoid.

Rain hauled the wheel to the left, but it was way too late, and they were going way too fast. The cart hit the crowd, sending bodies flying everywhere before toppling and overturning.

Sam was the first to his feet, and what he saw was a disaster.

J.D. was pinned beneath the cart, unable to move, while Chloe lay with her back to the tunnel wall, concussed and unmoving. Rain and Kappa sat a few feet away, dazed.

The undead were everywhere.

“Get to your feet!” Sam grabbed Kappa and hauled him up. “Get up or we’re all dead.”

The undead were closing in on J.D., seeing him as easy meat.

He saw them coming and began to panic. “I can’t move!” His gun lay on the ground just out of reach. “Help me!”

Sam reached for his gun, but realized that he’d lost his weaponry in the crash. He took a .45 from Rain’s belt.

Rain was still concussed and didn’t need it.

“Keep them away from me!” J.D. screamed.

One of the undead dropped to his knees and prepared to take a bite out of J.D.

“Fucker!” J.D. screamed.

Sam fired, and the undead collapsed on top of J.D.

“Get him off me!” J.D. screamed. “Get him off me!”

Sam and Kappa raced to his assistance, firing as they went.

Rain hobbled along behind.

They were just managing to keep the undead at bay.

“My leg…” J.D. groaned. “It’s trapped under the cart.”

Sam and Kappa put their backs against the overturned cart, Rain helping as best as she could.

Kappa turned to Rain. “Nice driving.”

She flipped him off.

“One…” Sam counted. “Two…heave!”

The cart moved a little, but then rocked back onto J.D.’s leg, causing the trapped man to scream in pain.

“Again!” Sam ordered. “One…two…heave!”

The cart moved a little more, and yet still not enough.

“For Christ’s sake!” J.D. screamed in agony.

“This time…this time we’ll get it.” Sam promised as he nodded to Kappa and Rain.

The undead were closing in.

“Ready?” Sam asked.

They nodded back.

The cart crashed back onto its wheels, setting J.D. free.

“Let’s get out of here.” Kappa exclaimed, looking around at the countless undead as he jumped into the driver’s seat of the cart.

In the time it took them to free J.D. they were completely surrounded by a solid wall of undead, which were getting closer and closer.

In all the confusion, everyone seemed to have forgotten about Chloe. She lay concussed, her back against the tunnel wall, her eyes wide and staring, but seeing nothing.

A group of undead gathered around her.

One of them dragged his fingers through her hair.

She lay like a limp rag doll, a dozen figures crowding around her like an angry lunch line jostling for position, one undead with his hands in her hair, another with her fingers already in his mouth.

Suddenly Chloe snapped back to life moving though not of her own violation as she jerked her hands out of their grip and they shot out to grab the throats of the undead closest to her. Eyes burning with newfound intensity, and yet slightly glazed over, she tightened her grip with a strength she hadn’t known she possessed.

Like with the dog, Chloe’s vision changed so that she was seeing inside of the undead, their skeletons, their organs, the weak spots in their bodies, and then the virus that controlled them.

And then she connected with it.

Chloe let go of them, eyes going unhazy as she looked at her hands in confusion, finally looking up in time to see the two she’d grabbed turning on the other undead around her…attacking them.

She hurried to her feet, watching as the undead, confused by two of their own attacking them, became disorganized.

Her gaze went to the others by the cart, who were in obvious trouble.

“It won’t start!” Kappa tried desperately to start the engine.

“Try it again!” Sam ordered.

“I already did!” Kappa snapped.

The undead were everywhere.

Sam, Rain and the bloodied J.D. kept firing, but nothing could hold back the tide.

The slide on J.D.’s automatic racked back and stayed there.

He was out of ammo.

J.D. struggled to load another clip, but his injured hand made it difficult. He fumbled and dropped the spare mag.

He stopped to retrieve it, and when he looked back up, he stared straight into the face of an undead. “Oh shit!” He struggled with the spare clip. “Get in! Get in!”

The undead reached for J.D.

He tried to fend it off with his injured hand, but the undead just grabbed a hold of it, and with a smile on his face, he sunk his teeth in J.D.’s hand.

The pain was unbearable as he screamed.

Sam turned, alerted by J.D.’s scream. He shot the undead and J.D. pushed it off of his hand.

Sam looked around.

A sea of undead faces surrounded them.

Chloe looked around her desperately. Plan C…Plan C…I need a plan C!

Looking up had helped her last time, and when she did it again, Chloe smirked.

Pulling out her gun she began shooting the undead in her path as she hurried towards the others, each shot clean and precise, each one falling an undead and getting her one step closer to where the others were.

Her sudden arrival seemed to throw the creatures into confusion, but she knew that it wouldn’t last long. “Above us!” She told those in the cart.

Sam looked up, and finally saw the network of pipes and cables hanging from the ceiling.

“That’s how we’re getting out.” Chloe told him before turning to the others. “Everyone up on the cart.”

One by one they climbed onto the broken roof of the golf cart. From there they pulled themselves up onto the overhanging pipes. There was an eighteen inch gap between the top of the pipes and the ceiling, enough room to crawl along.

Down below, the undead reached for them, but their outstretched fingers couldn’t quite touch the pipes.

For the moment they were safe.

Two of the undead tried to climb onto the roof of the golf cart, but they didn’t have coordination. The roof collapsed, taking them with it.

J.D. laughed. “You dumb fucks.” He tied a fresh bandage around his hand. There was blood everywhere. It dropped down onto the undead below, driving them into a frenzy, like sharks circling their prey. “You like that?” He deliberately squeezed a few more drops onto their foreheads. “You like that huh?”

The undead began to fight amongst themselves, pushing and jostling, desperate for a taste of blood.

“You like how that tastes?” He sneered down at them.

They reached their hands out imploring to J.D.

“Well fuck you!” He screamed down at them.

“That’s sick.” Rain commented from where she sat.

“Cool it man.” Sam spoke up. “No point in getting them all riled up.”

“What…” J.D. turned to him, pissed. “You’re worried about their feelings? I’M the one bleeding to death here!”

This was about to turn nasty.

Chloe interrupted. “Let’s get going.” She stared the two men down, not in the mood for a dick fight. “That’s if you gentlemen have quite finished.”

Everyone looked at her in surprise at her cold attitude.

Of course, they hadn’t noticed what she’d done with those two undead, who’d been killed by their own kind long before now. They had no idea how confused and scared Chloe was, or that this was her coping mechanism.

“You’re right.” Sam finally announced.

J.D. just sneered and moved.

The team slowly worked their way along the crawlspace. Sam was in the lead, followed by Rain and Chloe, with J.D. and then Kappa bringing up the rear.

J.D. was very pale, he’d lost a lot of blood. “I need to rest.” He stopped to catch his breath.

“We have to keep moving.” Rain told him. “Come on J.D. you can do this.”

“How much further?” He asked, nearly breathless.

“From what I can remember of the map,” Kappa spoke up from the back. “Not far.”

“Why don’t you just switch on your little friend and ask her?” J.D. asked Chloe.

The blonde shook her head. “We shouldn’t use her unless we have to. She seems to be getting less reliable.”

“She’s definitely forgetting things.” Sam agreed.

“Kappa?” Chloe asked.

“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “It’s possible her memory was damaged when we shut her down and transferred her to the Box.”

Kappa was interrupted by an agonized cry from below.

A large crowd of undead had gathered beneath them, seeming more angry and aggressive than usual.

Chloe looked back at J.D.’s wounds. “They can smell the blood.”

A hundred undead fingers reached out towards the live meat above them only a few tantalizing inches away.

Chloe looked away. “Let’s get going.”

“Why worry?” J.D. asked from behind her. “It’s not like they can get to us.”

“Well, you might think hanging around hundreds of ravenous undead to be all the rage, but I for one want to get back to the surface.” Chloe replied with icy coldness, continuing forwards.

J.D. snorted. “What eating her?”

If only he knew.
18th-Dec-2009 09:35 am (UTC) - theshortember
More~ Yay!

Okay, so a couple questions. One) are ya gonna do another story dealing with Dean and the Angels in this 'Verse?

Two) ya arn't gonna kill of Rain are ya? *pout*

She was my favorite charater after Alice and I think she and Lois would get along great~

Though whatever ya do, I will continue to read this lovly fanfic!
18th-Dec-2009 01:45 pm (UTC) - Re: theshortember
Haha, I mention later on how Chloe thinks Rain and Lois would get along! *great minds*

I'm not sure about Dean...am wondering that myself.
18th-Dec-2009 01:04 pm (UTC)
Loathe J.D. He reminds me of those jackass jocks I used to go to school with and I can scarcely wait for him to get what's coming to him.

I'm looking forward to seeing Chloe explore her new/altered powers a little more. I imagine that's what will end up saving her and Sam in the end, though I can never be sure when it comes to your fics.

I'm also curious as to who the mysterious sixth blip on the screen is.
18th-Dec-2009 01:52 pm (UTC)
I disliked J.D. throughout the movie myself. I was like *what does Rain see in him?*
19th-Dec-2009 01:14 am (UTC)
Chloe's really feeling the pressure. And someone's following them...spooky.
19th-Dec-2009 01:21 am (UTC)
Spooky is good, right?
20th-Dec-2009 05:49 am (UTC)
Of course. :P
21st-Dec-2009 09:08 am (UTC)
WOOHOO!!! Totally LOVE it!!! Congratz on finishing it, I'll get there... somehow, sometime. lol
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