Title: Resident Evil: Apocalypse
Sequel to: Resident Evil
Fandom: Resident Evil/Smallville/Supernatural
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: They made it out of the Hive, but now Racoon City is closed off, and they need get out before its destroyed. Demons, Undead, Umbrella, Chloe's new strand of mutation, and a slowly budding romance with Sam. Oh My.
"I'm sorry." Sam announced from the other side of her dressing curtain as she pulled on her shirt. "But he's my brother-and I don't like the fact that his soul doesn't belong to him. I don't-I don't understand why his soul doesn't belong to him. It's his soul. And-."
Chloe smiled at her reflection, shaking her head as she pulled the curtain across, causing him to halt in the middle of his ramble. "Sam, your brother's a demon. His souls needs to belong to someone. And so I asked it to be transfered to me since I was there." She patted his chest. "He's out of the pit, Winchester, be happy."
"He's a demon."
"And you're half demon." She looked up at him, eyes narrowed. "When were you going to share with the rest of us, huh?"
Sam's eyes widened. "How do you-?"
"I was in hell, Sam." Chloe rolled her eyes. "When I told Belial that I wanted your brother's soul he got curious, okay? And then he felt chatty, and I found out. You have demon blood. That's why you could sense the Licker in the Hive. You have inhuman senses. Heightened senses. Because of the demon blood in your veins."
Sam was silent.
"So you and Dean have more in common now than before, deal with it." She walked passed him. "I know that you're a hunter, and that demons are the bad guys, but for right now the enemy of our enemy is our friend, which means we're in very much the same corner of the ring."
"So what now?" He followed her. "Dean stays your slave for eternity?"
"Not for eternity. I doubt even I will live that long." Chloe chuckled, shaking her head, but sighed when she saw how serious expression was. "Sam, one of the reasons why Belial let me take Dean was because he might just be the last chance for demonhood."
"What?" Sam blinked.
"Think about it Sam, even if they nuke this place, there's no assurance that it's going to stop the infection or its spread." Chloe sighed. "I'm thinking Apocalyptic terms here, and so was Bel."
Sam folded his arms over his chest, waiting for her to proceed.
"Look, I used to belong to something you might have heard of before. Its called the Justice League."
Sam's eyes widened. "You mean that band of superpowered people who saved the world?"
"Yes." Chloe nodded. "I was their Watchtower, I coordinated their missions and such. Lois was engaged to the man everyone else knew as Superman."
"Wow." Sam whispered. "The Man of Steel."
"Also known as Clark Kent, the man with the best heart in the world." Chloe looked away. "Lex Luthor, the owner and founder of Umbrella, controlled metahumans and ended up destroying everyone in the Justice League, and every metahuman out there."
"Except for you." Sam pointed out.
"Not that he didn't try." She responded coldly, before taking in a deep breath. "When Lex had his metahumans kill the last metahuman out there, he flipped the switch and detonated a chip in his own metahumans' brains, killing them instantly. This world is without metahumans and without heroes, and without a fucking chance, because of Lex Luthor." The blonde went to the combat boots and sat down, pulling them on. "Demons would have been our only other hope, but they've proven that once bitten they're the same as us all. But people don't know that. Satanists all over the world are going to be summoning demons like crazy to try and protect them once this goes epidemic, which means more and more demons are going to be pulled from the relative safety of hell and brought here. And they're going to be sitting ducks, just like the rest of us."
Sam frowned. "I-I hadn't thought of that."
"Its not your job to. But it was mine. And old habits die hard." Chloe sighed, looking up at him. "Once I reach Star City, I have access to a space ship hidden under Queen Industries. With it, a good amount of survivors can be taken to the Watchtower Space Station." She smiled sadly, gaze lowering. "Oliver made it for me, as a birthday gift. It's stocked up with supplies that can last for at least twenty five years-more if they're rationed out correctly."
"You're planning on sending Dean up to the space station." Sam whispered, finally understanding.
Chloe nodded. "That was the deal. Twenty five years plus should be enough that should this become a worldwide pandemic, for these creatures to have starved out by then."
"Because they would have killed off every living thing down here!" Sam exclaimed in horror. "We can't just go up to the safety and leave so many to perish!"
"I never said I was going." Chloe stood, chin raised. "Its part my fault for this all happening. I was there when Ruby broke the vials and let the T-virus free. I should have found a way to stop her but I didn't."
"This isn't your fault." Sam narrowed his eyes at her, placing his hands on her shoulders. "It isn't."
"It doesn't matter." Chloe looked away with a sigh. "Once we get out of here, and we will, whatever uninfected survivors we find, and other people I have already pre-listed, are going to go up into that space station and stay there until the time is up and they can return. Dean, Rain, Lois, you-you're all going to go up."
"We're not leaving you down here." Sam scoffed. "I mightn't know Lois all that well, but I can tell that she won't go for that plan."
"She won't have a choice." Chloe responded darkly, eyes daring him to challenge her.
He didn't, looking away.
"If I see Ruby-I'm shooting her." Sam growled.
"Not if I shoot her first." Chloe sang, walking away.
Sam just looked at the blonde, before continuing after her.
Outside Ravens Gate Church, Jill led the injured Peyton, and scared Terri.
"Come on, let's get inside." She looked behind her at the undead slowly walking the streets. Her gaze then rose to the gargoyles on the church that had always freaked her, and for once she realized that there was something out there that freaked her even more.
Ushering them inside, with Peyton going ahead with his gun to make sure the undead weren't already there, Jill closed the large wooden doors behind her.
Suddenly, something lashed out of one of the confessional booths.
It was a man, shaking, holding a gun at them. "You have to leave! This is my place!"
"I think it's big enough for all of us." Terri announced.
He pointed his gun at her. "Don't you tell me-!"
"Okay just cool it!" Peyton snapped, holding a hand out. "Put the gun down."
The man hesitated, before slowly doing as told.
Peyton turned to Terri. "And you. Take it easy."
Jill sighed and turned to the pews as lightning and thunder crackled outside, visible through the stained glass.
Peyton turned to the man and started talking to him.
Terri turned her camera towards Jill. "So, does the Raccoon City police department have any comment on what those things are?"
Jill snorted, raising an eyebrow at the woman before shaking her head, not bothering to answer.
It was obvious enough what those things were.
They were zombies.
"What's that you got there?" Peyton asked, looking over to Terri.
"My Emmy." She replied, turning to film him. "That is if any of us make it out of here."
Suddenly a noise sounded up above them.
Peyton, Jill, and the other man raised their guns above them at an inhuman cackle.
"That's it!" Terri exclaimed. "I'm out of here!" She turned and ran towards the front doors.
"Hey!" Peyton called after her. "Hey!"
"No!" Jill yelled as Terri reached the door and yanked it open.
The local weather girl screamed as the zombies who'd been waiting patiently on the other side of the door, snarled and lunged at her. She turned and tried to close the door, but there were so many bodies pressing on the other side that it was proving impossible. Peyton reached her side and slammed his shoulder into the wood, the impact slamming the door shut.
The other man rushed towards them with a large crucifix and jammed it in the handles, blocking the door as much as possible.
Another sound echoed from above, and Jill pointed her gun upwards once more.
The zombies might be outside, but there was something in here too.
"There!" Terri screamed, pointing to something and turning on her camera once more.
Jill's eyes widened as she saw the inhuman creature for a split second before it jumped to another shadow in the ceiling.
It was...unlike any monster she'd ever seen before.
"Jesus." The man whispered before running away, into the dark halls behind the church.
"Where are you going?" Peyton yelled.
But the man was gone.
"What the fuck is that thing?" Terri was following its jumps up above her with the camera.
The thing above them snarled, hidden in the shadows.
Suddenly, they heard the man screaming.
And then nothing.
"There's more than one." Jill whispered.
"Look." Terri whispered, pointing with her hand towards different parts of the ceiling.
In the shadows, Jill could make the outlines of the other creatures.
Terri gulped. "What are we going to do?"
Peyton and Jill exchanged a look before they cocked their guns and began to shoot.
Terri gave a scream and dove under the pews as the creatures attacked, jumping around way too quickly for either Peyton or Jill to manage to hit with their bullets.
"We're going to need more ammo." Jill turned to Peyton as Terri crawled to where they were, standing up between them. "I'm out."
Hearing something drop behind them, Peyton turned slowly, finally able to see the creature in better light.
He wished he hadn't.
It looked like it might have been human once.
If it had had eyes.
It was a mass of muscles and teeth and a long ass tongue.
Peyton shot at it but his gun clicked empty. "Shit." He whispered. "I'm out too."
A sense of dread filled them as they realized they were trapped in a building, with zombies outside, creatures inside, and no bullets.
The creature advanced on them slowly on its four legs, sure of its kill.
Suddenly a large hole blasted through the crucifix on the door and it was thrown open, a group of men and women entering, shouldering weapons. They opened fired on the creatures immediately with tactical precision. The creatures shrieked and attacked in earnest.
Jill looked up in time to see the creature leap at her, and she wasn't prepared.
A scream escaped her as suddenly something collided with her from the side and they both went down hard.
The back of Jill's head hurt like a motherfucker from the blow when she'd fallen, but she didn't have time to process this as the blonde straddling her hips sat up and fired, shooting the creature that'd been charging them right in the forehead. It fell over, dead.
The blonde then looked down at Jill. "Are you okay?"
Jill was about to tell her that this was not the time to straddle her and chat, when suddenly another girl came up towards them, shouldering a gun that should be too heavy for her, but she handled with ease. "That was the last Licker, boss."
Jill blinked, looking back at the blonde still straddling.
"Boss?" The blonde chuckled, shaking her head.
"Yeah, well, you are the boss." The Latina shrugged, looking down at Jill and smirking. "You likin' it down there?"
Jill glared at her, cheeks red, before glaring at the blonde. "Who the fuck are you guys?"
The blonde smiled, pushing off of her before offering her hand. "Name's Chloe."
Jill looked at the hand, then at the blonde, before sighing and reaching for the hand, accepting the help up. "Jill."
"Terri." Terri smiled, looking quite love-struck, at the tall brunet. "I do the weather." She pointed at Peyton without taking her eyes off of the tall brunet. "He's Peyton."
"She's Rain," Chloe pointed to the Latina next to her. "This is Lois, and those two are Sam and Dean."
"You're lucky Sam sensed something about this place or you would have been dead meat." Rain nodded.
Jill decided she really didn't like the Latina.
"You called them Lickers." Peyton frowned. "You've come up against something like them before?"
Rain, Chloe and Sam shared a long look before nodding.
Jill's eyes narrowed on them.
"Why are you idiots holed up in here instead of trying to get out?" Dean wanted to know, unimpressed.
"They closed the Gate." Terri responded. "No one's allowed out of Raccoon City."
"That could pose a problem." Lois murmured. "Look," Sam, the one who had Terri quite smitten, stepped forwards. "We need to get out of here, and go somewhere more secure to try and hash up a plan of what to do next."
Chloe nodded in agreement before turning to Jill, as if sensing that she was the leader of her group. "You all are welcomed to join us if you would like."
"We would." Terri announced rapidly. "We don't even have ammo."
"We have enough to spare." Chloe smiled generously.
Jill eyed her curiously before sighing, not too proud to admit it when she needed help. "So, where do we go from here?"