Post by scrattelover2 on Sept 25, 2010 13:35:49 GMT -5
This is a fanfiction I've had in my head for a while, not sure where I came up with it though. It is a crossover of Tremors and Dawn of the Living Dead. I've already gotten the whole plot for the first, and part of the second planned out. Anyway on with the story.
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One late night, a car pulls outside of a rustic trailer, and inside, we see a man in his late 50's laying on a torn up matress.
Suddenly he hears a banging on the door, and a loud voice. "Hello, is anybody in here."
The main gets up, and we see its Earl Bassett. "Yeah, what do you want?"
"It's me, Grady."
"Grady? Come in."
He opens the door, and he walks in with two soldiers armed with Barrett Rec7s.
Earl gets up stretching, "Grady? What are you doing here?"
"Earl. I've got some bad news."
"What?"
"There was an accidently in Chipas, Mexico. Twenty six people were killed, oil workers."
Earl stands up, "What killed them."
"We don't know. All we know is that all of them were torn to pieces."
"Sounds like shriekers."
He takes a photo from one of the soldiers. "What do you make of this snapshot?"
Earl takes the photo, and looks at it. "I can't tell. But there's something there."
He hands it back to Grady. "Also, we believe that among those twenty six victims was Kate Riley. Remember her?"
"Yes, I remember her. She left me, she left me for SOME GODDAMMNED MORON WHO DOSEN'T EVEN LIKE HER!"
"I know you that you don't like, even though we didn't find any remains, we all our fearing for the worst."
"So why'd you come to me? Why not Burt?"
"Two reasons, One: Burt's still in Austraila, and two he's probaly had enough of Shriekers after what happened there."
"Well, if I'm going, your going to follow MY rules. First thing, we use MY guns as our primary weapons, and yours there as back up. Two, you ALL listen to me, and don't argue at all. Three, only shoot WHEN you see something, not when you think you see something. Four, don't shoot at every noise you here, wait till its in site, and five, we stick together, go it?"
"Okay, do you want to leave tonight, or wait until morning?"
"Well, you guys woke me up 1:00 in the morning, so I'd say about 8:00 or so tommorow."
Grady nods his head, "Alright."
The three men walk out of the trailer, get in the car, and they drive off.
The next morning...
Grady is back, this time with eight other soldiers, and Earl is loading several gun cases, and multiple ammo boxes into his pick-up truck.
They walk over, and the Captain says, "Are you sure we're going to need all that?"
He sets down the last case, "Yes, we don't know what were hunting. I'm bringing two AKMS and five Franchi SPAS-12's I got from Burt for the shriekers. For the Ass Blasters, an M24 sniper rifle, an M16A1 and AA12. And for Graboids only one gun, Burt's favorite..."
He opens up a case, and brings out a large, chrome gun. "... the Barrett M82A1 .50 caliber sniper rifle. When hunting graboids, all you need is this, forget dynamite."
Grady laughs, "Well, whatever were hunting, with these guns, they don't stand a change at all."
The captain says, "Alright, lets go."
Earl and Grady get into the pickup truck, and the soldiers get into their large truck.
Three days later...
They finally reach Mexico, and the park the trucks by a torn up building.
Earl gets out of the truck, "Its about time we get a break from driving. Now tell me, are there any places that we are going to be able to sleep here, safely?"
The captain says, "Yeah, on the other side of this place, there's a bunker with solid, and I mean solid walls, not even that barrett could get very far in the walls, we'll be fine."
Earl sighs, "Yeah, we'd better be. But how'd the creatures catch these people anyway?"
"They were outside at the time, from the footage we recieved, whatever it was killed them before they could get to safety. But we didn't see what it was."
He sighs again, "Okay, well how about start searching around the place for a while, see if we can find Kate or any other survivors."
They get in their trucks again.
At the safe bunker...
They park their trucks inside the safe bunkers, and they all walk of the building armed with Earl's guns.
Earl walks to the front of the group, "Now remember, we stay together, we don't shoot if we don't see anything, and we don't shoot at any noise we hear. Those are MY rules of hunting."
Grady is the first around the corner, and they suddenly hear him yell. "Jesus Christ!"
The others come running around the corner, and they find a bloody mess of blood and guts, and in the middle, is a head, of a girl."
Earl looks away disqusted, "That's Kate. We are going to kill what ever killed these people."
Grady comes back, "Damn right we are!"
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What do you think of chapter 1? As you can tell, these are going to be very long chapters.
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One late night, a car pulls outside of a rustic trailer, and inside, we see a man in his late 50's laying on a torn up matress.
Suddenly he hears a banging on the door, and a loud voice. "Hello, is anybody in here."
The main gets up, and we see its Earl Bassett. "Yeah, what do you want?"
"It's me, Grady."
"Grady? Come in."
He opens the door, and he walks in with two soldiers armed with Barrett Rec7s.
Earl gets up stretching, "Grady? What are you doing here?"
"Earl. I've got some bad news."
"What?"
"There was an accidently in Chipas, Mexico. Twenty six people were killed, oil workers."
Earl stands up, "What killed them."
"We don't know. All we know is that all of them were torn to pieces."
"Sounds like shriekers."
He takes a photo from one of the soldiers. "What do you make of this snapshot?"
Earl takes the photo, and looks at it. "I can't tell. But there's something there."
He hands it back to Grady. "Also, we believe that among those twenty six victims was Kate Riley. Remember her?"
"Yes, I remember her. She left me, she left me for SOME GODDAMMNED MORON WHO DOSEN'T EVEN LIKE HER!"
"I know you that you don't like, even though we didn't find any remains, we all our fearing for the worst."
"So why'd you come to me? Why not Burt?"
"Two reasons, One: Burt's still in Austraila, and two he's probaly had enough of Shriekers after what happened there."
"Well, if I'm going, your going to follow MY rules. First thing, we use MY guns as our primary weapons, and yours there as back up. Two, you ALL listen to me, and don't argue at all. Three, only shoot WHEN you see something, not when you think you see something. Four, don't shoot at every noise you here, wait till its in site, and five, we stick together, go it?"
"Okay, do you want to leave tonight, or wait until morning?"
"Well, you guys woke me up 1:00 in the morning, so I'd say about 8:00 or so tommorow."
Grady nods his head, "Alright."
The three men walk out of the trailer, get in the car, and they drive off.
The next morning...
Grady is back, this time with eight other soldiers, and Earl is loading several gun cases, and multiple ammo boxes into his pick-up truck.
They walk over, and the Captain says, "Are you sure we're going to need all that?"
He sets down the last case, "Yes, we don't know what were hunting. I'm bringing two AKMS and five Franchi SPAS-12's I got from Burt for the shriekers. For the Ass Blasters, an M24 sniper rifle, an M16A1 and AA12. And for Graboids only one gun, Burt's favorite..."
He opens up a case, and brings out a large, chrome gun. "... the Barrett M82A1 .50 caliber sniper rifle. When hunting graboids, all you need is this, forget dynamite."
Grady laughs, "Well, whatever were hunting, with these guns, they don't stand a change at all."
The captain says, "Alright, lets go."
Earl and Grady get into the pickup truck, and the soldiers get into their large truck.
Three days later...
They finally reach Mexico, and the park the trucks by a torn up building.
Earl gets out of the truck, "Its about time we get a break from driving. Now tell me, are there any places that we are going to be able to sleep here, safely?"
The captain says, "Yeah, on the other side of this place, there's a bunker with solid, and I mean solid walls, not even that barrett could get very far in the walls, we'll be fine."
Earl sighs, "Yeah, we'd better be. But how'd the creatures catch these people anyway?"
"They were outside at the time, from the footage we recieved, whatever it was killed them before they could get to safety. But we didn't see what it was."
He sighs again, "Okay, well how about start searching around the place for a while, see if we can find Kate or any other survivors."
They get in their trucks again.
At the safe bunker...
They park their trucks inside the safe bunkers, and they all walk of the building armed with Earl's guns.
Earl walks to the front of the group, "Now remember, we stay together, we don't shoot if we don't see anything, and we don't shoot at any noise we hear. Those are MY rules of hunting."
Grady is the first around the corner, and they suddenly hear him yell. "Jesus Christ!"
The others come running around the corner, and they find a bloody mess of blood and guts, and in the middle, is a head, of a girl."
Earl looks away disqusted, "That's Kate. We are going to kill what ever killed these people."
Grady comes back, "Damn right we are!"
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What do you think of chapter 1? As you can tell, these are going to be very long chapters.