Title:Apocalypse: (Sequel To Resident Evil:Buffy Style)
Author: Tru2urheart or Ariel if ya prefer
Feedback:In the words of five year olds everywhere,"PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!"
Disclaimer:The "Resident Evil:Apocalypse" plot and stuff that I use from the movie isn't mine. Also, Joss owns the Buffy characters so, yeah. Blah Blah.
Rating: R (If it changes, I'll let you know)
Notes: You might want to read the first one. You don't have to read it, but it would help you understand this one.
Notes 2: I'M BACK! Hey guys. Here is the start of the sequel. More Willow and Tara. More . More zombies. More everything. Even more Buffy Characters. If you don't like any of that stuff then what are you doing in this forum? Alright, if I didn't scare ya off then get to readin'.
Hope ya enjoy it.
(Also, thoughts are in italics)
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Before on Resident Evil:Buffy Style...
Just two more samples of the anti-virus.... and, I'm Done! A flash of clothes and spikey hair heads to the door quickly and a small, glass container falls the the ground and it breaks in half. The blue fluid inside turns into a vapor as it heads through the air conditioning.
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"What is it,"asked Robin,"Oh god!" A body of a young was floating in one of the rooms and it had gone up against the glass of the wall.
The body of the moves against the glass. She opens her eyes.
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A man dragged a sludge hammer behind him as his broken ankle ed each time he walked on it.
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"An experiment had been developed called the t-virus. It was a major medical breakthrough. It made cells reproduce living cells and make the body active once again even after . But something went wrong with the chemicals and it didn't quite work the way they hoped it would."
"It brought the body back to moving form, but it didn't quite keep the souls that are originally what we have. The person has already moved on so the body is brought back with only the simplest motor functions. Mainly, the need to feed."
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A rumble starts in the empty tunnels as the wall starts to and a monster emerges, with long claws looking around. The same exact thing that Willow had seen in the tank down in the place known as dining hall B. It looks fiercely around before continuing on, ing the wall as it takes each step.
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Willow had no idea that this was the version of the t-virus that the Initiative actually hoped for. That it was what they were trying to design in the first place. If this was mixed with the t-virus that the zombies had in them, it would surly be dangerous. And it would be. But not now.
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Angel had gone home when the others had decided to go to a movie. He went to his couch and sat down. He wasn't feeling well. Dizziness, and pain. His wound was itching constantly. He screamed in pain when the wave of pain came through again. Below the bandages, hair started to slowy grow. Stiff hair. The same hair that had been on the beast that gave him the wound.
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Willow gets roughly pulled from the bed.
"WILLOW!!!"
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Now on to the reason why you're all here....
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Bang!! Bang!!! Ba..."ALRIGHT!!! I'm comin'. Who the heck is bangin' at the door at this hour. We got three people tryin' to sleep." A very sleepy brown haired woman opened the door," What do yo... Tara? Whoa. What's wrong?"
A blond , blue eyed woma ran straight into the house. Tears were running down her cheeks and she looked extremely worried. The brown haired woman closed the door,"Buffy, Dawn, get down here!!!" Thumping could be heard from stairs. A blond and another brown haired woman (looking younger than the first) came stumbling in the living room. The young one was carrying a bat and the older one was carrying a pistol.
Tara could hear the thumping, the yelling, but it all seemed distant. She couldn't piece together anything going on except her goal, her reason for running the whole way down here. Her reason for banging on the door. For coming to those, for help, that she knew best.
The short one known as Buffy spoke," Tara, what's wrong?"
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Army soldiers stood inside a large mansion. Guns held out in front of them, they step forward towrds a large metal wall. In the middle is a big indent painted white. A door. A man with a specialized helmet shouts orders," Open the door. Let's see what has happened down here."
"Captain Caleb, the t-virus is at minimum level." a soldier yelled. Just after the door opened he looked down at his hand held computer. As he did, three men advanced into the darkened doorway.
The computer showed them as three white dots. Hundreds, no thousands of red dots appeared and the green level bar rose to red. Next to the bar were the words,'T-virus Contamination'.
The man named Caleb looked at the soldiers computer. He froze when he heard a sound. A scream coming from inside the doorway,"Shit!" Before he could move his troops and him were under a sea of what seemed to be distorted humans.
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A line of black suburbans were traveling in a line down a street. Suddenly, they split off in all direction. A computer is in each one of them. A name is on each different computer. The one on the last van was a british looking man in a wheelchair. The headline said,'Giles, Rupert'.
The car stops at a house. Men in black, padded suits get out of the car. They ring the doorbell and Rupert, from the picture, answers it. The men start to wheel him out of the house,"We're sent to evacuate you from the city immidiatly."
The man looks at them like they're insane, then a sign of knowledge crossed his face,"I need to pick up my daughter. She's at school."
"Already taken care of sir."
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Another man is in a classroom by the door. A little kid walks up to him,"I'm ready." She takes her backpack and heads out the door.
In the car, the little kid watches the man driving. Coming out of an intersection right outside the school, an 18-wheeler truck rams into them and continues on. The car roles to a stop upside down. The man in the front has a broken neck. The little kid is in the back. Red litters her face, but her hand jerks.
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Emerald eyes popped open. Red hair was spread over a steel table and wires were everywhere. A woman awoke in a white room with hospital equipment and needles stuck inside her body everywhere. She looked around in shock. Where was she?
Only one thought came to her mind. She shouted,"Tara?" Scared and shaking, she stood up. Painfully pulling all the wires out of her she took the only fabric in the room and covered herself up. It was a sheet. She could barely stand. She only seemed to remeber glimpses of what happened after her abduction at Tara's house.
A memory of a young man with black spike hair and a white lab coat kept coming into her mind. Another man kept talking to him about something. The one in the lab coat was being called, Mr. Meers. Then the memory of Tara and the last minute she saw her face.
The last memory that kept coming face to face with her was the one down in the tunnels. The last she saw of everybody before being swiped away. The special t-virus making a tattoo on her wrist. The look on Tara's face when Tara realized that the red- head had survived.
Snapping out of her reverie the woman looked at the sheet on the table next to her. It had her information on it. 'Patient: Rosenburg,Willow Lynn.' She didn't read any further. She dropped the sheet on the floor and went to the metal door. It had a card swiper.
Going back over to the table, she grabbed a needle. She stuck the needle into the card swiper. A minute later she heard a click and the door unlocked. Willow walked out into the Sunnydale hospital. It was deserted.
Taking a lab coat from a nearby rack and walked outside. It was a sight to behold. Wrecked cars were everywhere. She walks a little and finds a cop car. She looks inside of it before opening it and grabbing the rifle that is sitting there. She calks it and looks around.
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Sorry for all the cliffhangers, but you will understand after some chapters. Once again, it may take a chapter or two before we get to any Willow and Tara cuteness and lovingness. Hope you like it. Feedback is definitely wanted.Will update on a regular basis hopefully. Everyday or every other day. So if it's not updated one day, chack the next.--tru2urheart
She is so definately zombie chow.