Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Evil 2: Terror in Lemur City ❯ Get Your Undead Freak On! ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7: Get Your Undead Freak On!

Duo and Heero-----Uhm… I mean: Heero and Duo made their way through the underground corridor area. More nasty-ass waters await them once they go through the disposal area… not to mention more zombies and mutated creatures….

The Lone Agent suddenly stopped in his tracks. Duo, being the unobservant one, bumped into him.

"OW! My nose! Are you made of steel?!??! You---"

"Shut-up, Duo. I hear someone." Heero raced down the walkway and entered a 3-way intersection. At the end of the central path, he saw a blonde woman with a gun. After firing a few shots, hitting the wall, Heero knew full well she was an amateur. He was going to kill her.

"Heero!!!! WAIT!!!" Duo called out running towards the Perfect Psycho and tackling him. "Heads up---Unh!!!" he sounded as he fell upon the floor with a lifeless thud.

Heero climbed from under him. He was infuriated, "Damnit, Maxwell-I DON'T need you to--- Officer Maxwell? Duo??!?!" He flipped him over and slapped his forehead, "Duo, get up-She was a lousy shot and YOU got hit?!?!"

He noticed the bullet went through his shoulder. If he was the medical type he could've sworn that he actually missed the major stuff like a joint or vein and just passed through…. "You'll live. I got to kill her." Heero placed Duo to the opposite wall and took off after the bad aiming assailant.

Heero DID catch up to the gunwoman in the treatment area. However, she had managed to have the upper hand by sneaking up behind him. (How in the HELL??!)

"So!!! We finally meet, Heero Yuy!" Spoke the blonde woman.

Heero didn't seem intimidated as she walked up around him and pointed a gun to his head. Her aim is so fucking bad, she'd miss. Either way, I'm going to kill her. The Blue Eyed Super Spy thought.

"…Okay. Who are you?"

"I am Relena Peacecraft-Kushrenada of the Parasol Corp Bio Labs. And YOU are the agent sent to steal the G-Honey virus. I want it back! NOW!!!" The blonde's expression was no doubt…. Clueless, for she was too busy checking out the Angel Faced Killa.

"Miss Peacecraft, I don't have the virus known as G-Money." Heero corrected during his dull response. "If you were an observant person-you'd noticed it's everywhere!"

She grabbed his upper arm and pushed the gun in his nose. The sudden movement almost caused Relena to lose her balance and hold of the gun. Totally unprofessional. Heero was a tad anxious at this time.

It's not the pros that are dangerous… it's dumbasses, like Relena, that are capable of MUCH worse damage….

"ALRIGHT!!!! I know where the virus is!!!" he shouted in annoyance, "Cut it out!"

"OH really!!!?" She chirped as the gun went sliding up into his eye by mistake. "Oh, sorry!" She placed the weapon back at his nose. "WHERE!!! Apple-Butt!!!"

What the HELL did she call me?!? Heero demanded, "How about telling ME what the hell happened with your husband: Prof. Treize, Relena!"

The Blonde Professor took a few paces backward, placing a pale hand upon her bossom. "How dare you! It is ALL Parasol's fault!!!" She kept the gun aimed at him as she went into story time…. "Well, Once a Upon a Research Session…."

FLASHBACKà Parasol Labs, Somewhere around Lemur City.

Prof. Treize had finally finished his infamous G-Money virus. The Gallant Professor held his 'work of art' up high for the walls and shelves to see.

"Ah, finally, The G-Money Virus. I will NEVER let them take you from me." He finished his sip of wine… which was in the other hand… WHEN SUDDENLY---

CRASH!!! Two armored and concealed troopers came barging in the lab. The fancy metal door made a loud clang and several beakers and expensive equipment fell to the floor.

The aimed their AK-40-somethings at Prof. Kushrenada and announced: "We've come for the G-Monkey virus!"

Trieze took another sip of wine and replied, "It's G-Money Virus, and NO you can't have it!"

The black clad troopers gawked at each other and shrugged, "Uhm…. Well…. FINE, Bitch!" The two, seemingly, intimidating troopers slowly, and sadly turned around, heading out of the lab…. "Man… we're gonna get it for sure…."

Just then, the Professor's wife: Relena Peacecraft-Khushrenada rushed into the scene. She screamed, "Oh no!!! Invaders!!! I'll get them!!!"

Relena snatched one of the automatic weapons from a trooper and let loose with a spray of bullets…. Of course the troopers ducked. Trieze didn't…

The bullets hit his precious vile of G-Money, splashing it all over his designer labcoat…. It was RUINED. (None of the bullets hit HIM, but it was painful enough…)

"Oops!!!" Relena gasped.

"…."

Noticing a rather PISSED expression on Trieze' face, the troopers had one word to say: "Shit!" They took off.

Relena dropped the assault weapon. Another wave of bullets went flying everywhere, tearing his once flawless labcoat in to confetti. The bullets also hit several viles and bottles causing the 'stuff' to splash all over the remains of his labcoat and the suit underneath. (STILL not a single bullet hit Trieze..?!?! What is he?!? Fortune from MSG2?!??!)

"….GRRRRRRrrrrrr!"

Relena stopped in her tracks and concluded, "Hold on, Darling! I'll get something for that stain!" She took off.

A loud roar sounded from within the labs, "Yooooooooou silly biiiiiiiitch!!!!"

END OF FLASHBACK

"…And that's how Trieze's rampage got started…" Relena said gravely, lowering her head…. Awaiting a reply. She got it.

Heero blinked. He took a deep breath and uttered calmly, "You silly bitch. YOU'RE the reason he's spread this fucking virus all over this place! Parasol didn't do anything. YOU caused all this!"

The usual response. "How DARE you!!!" She pulled the trigger. No fire, tho'. "Oh?!?! Uhm…. Oh my! I think it's jammed----OOOOPH!!!"

Heero tackled Relena, knocking her into a railing. Due to her being just plain GOOFY she flipped over the railing backwards and fell….. somewhere down below. A few seconds later, Heero heard a splash….

"I better finish the job." He sighed. Heero looked around for a way down…

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At the beginning of the sewer maze, Trowa, Quatre and Wufei found themselves at a crossroads…

"Dudes… I don't know about you guys… but I'll be damned if I go walking in that shit." Trowa confessed to the other two.

Wufei sighed, "Man, I think I'm better off dead… Injustice…."

Quatre scratched his blonde head, "The monsters could be hiding in there. They'll get us for sure!"

"It's not the monsters that bother me, Kid…. It's the shit that's floating around…" Trowa spoke.

Wufei nodded, "We are going to WREAK of shit… this sucks SO much fucking injustice…."

SUDDENLY the sounds of large footsteps approached from the cement ledge up above and behind them. It was The Giant!!!! He stepped out into the open walkway and looked out towards the sewer entrance… and spotted them!

"…… UH!!!" Wufei gasped. "Who the FUCK is that?!?!"

"RUN!!!" Trowa took off splashing through the mucked up waters and headed for the gate. He shouted, "It' s The Giant!!! Let's get the fuck outta here!!!"

"AAAAAAAck!!!" Quatre screamed latching onto Trowa---not even slowing him down. In fact the Lanky Lad didn't even notice.

Wufei called out as he took off running, "I'm supposed to be dead! I have NOTHING to do with this!!!"

Trowa informed him, "Stay with him, and he'll make sure you ARE!!!"

"!!!"

SLAM!!!

The 3 Lemur City Survivors are NOW in the sewers…

Wufei stared downward, glaring at the waist high murky waters. "We are in the sewers…*FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!* (*=Chinese Language).

"Let's be positive!!!" Quatre chirped… his chest barely above the water. "We'll, call it: The Underground Waterway." (?!?!?)

"…" Both men ignored Quatre and continued to move through the 'waterway'.

The Boyish Wonder frowned as he stayed close to the wall, lagging behind.

"Okay… Lil Guy, listen up, just stay close to us and you MAY survive this." Trowa instructed Quatre who was still splish-splashing behind.

Wufei added, "And if you see ANY mysteriously floating 'chocolate bars'…."

"DON'T EAT THEM!" Both Trowa and Wufei shouted.

"Okay…" Quatre replied suddenly moving away from a random, mysteriously floating 'chocolate bar'. It looked funny tho'. It had corn in it… "Ewe!!! You mean it's-----oh shit, guys???!!!" Quatre was in trouble, but it wasn't due to the floating 'poo bar'….His foot was caught in something…

"Riiight!" Trowa and Wufei sounded back to Quatre. "It's shit!!!"

"Hel----aaaaayh!!!!" Quatre sounded as he was suddenly pulled under…

The suction noise called the guys attention to look behind them…. There was no one there!!! Except the corn-infested turd floating around…EWE!!!

"!!!!" Trowa gasped. Braving the water, he went sloshing back to locate Quatre. He also made sure to avoid the turd. "Oh my gawd!!! The kid's missing!!!!" Something's got him!!!! WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK!!!??"

"Trooooooo-----!!!!!" Quatre's scream was halted by a heavy splash.

Wufei shouted, "Trowa Barton, calm down! Your panic attack is of no help. Let's find a way down there."

"Right!!" The Lone Legged Stranger took a deep breath and exhaled. "Shit, who am I kidding!!! I gotta save him!!!"

Trowa was going ballistic as he went racing through the waters past the Chief. Wufei is a grown man, who obviously has skills for survival---after all he's a police chief! And he's armed with a sword?!?! Trowa discussed in his mind.

However Quatre is just a little boy stuck in the middle of a real life horror movie… more like a cheesy B-Movie. Possibly armed with a hidden, infinite supply of gundanium softball bats??!! He hoped.

He was responsible for this civilian----It's not that I care-CARE, but… How can I call myself professional at ANYTHING when I can't even protect a child! He thought to himself. Besides being a human handkerchief for Quatre, Trowa realized that the twerp looked up to him. Having a possible whack jobs for parents, I probably shine compared to them. Heh, could he do any worse??!?!