Chapter 8 should be out tomorrow.

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I take it you didnt appreciate my first post...
I think that last post was better than the ones before it. I enjoyed it more with the more detailed descriptions, and the whole section kinda felt more dynamic than the others...it was good! I could clearly imagine what Allen was seeing, what the setting was like, what was happening, etc.

Kendo = gunshop from RE2, right? Im not sure.

I was just "acting" mad.

What I want ti say, this Thank You for the Critsim and Feedback.

Chapter 8- Kendo's Last Words....
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Allen finsished picking out a couple of guns. The Belleni Shotgun and Glock 18 Handgun. He could still feel the horrible pain in his arm. He winced as he moved the injured arm. He walked out of the room and up the stairs. Kendo was waiting for him, tapping his shoes impatiently.

"Come on...You're not that hurt...." He said. Allen got a little irrated from his gruff voice. He walked up the stairs. The old, worned out staris made an large creaking noise. As he reached the top, Kendo grabbed Allen's injured arm and led him to a room. As they walked in, Allen noticed a small bed with an rifle hanging above the bed. There were some dressers, and clothes strewn across the floor.

"Sit on the bed" Kendo told Allen. Allen did what he was told to do and sat down. Kendo opened an drawer and rummaged through some clothes. He then lifted a small box out of the drawer and threw it on the bed.

"HEY! WATCH IT!" Allen shouted at Kendo inside his head. Kendo seemed to have read Allen's thoughts.

"Sorry" He managed to say. He slammed the drawer shut and sat next to Allen, he took the small box and opened it. There were erbs,banadges, and all sorts of medical products. He lifted a small box of green beads and a bandage. He shut the box and walked over to the injured arm.

"This might sting...a bit" Kendo told Allen. He put some green beads on the banadge and quickly stuck it on the wound.

"OW! It hurts so BAD!" Allen cried with pain. The pain was so terrible, he thought he would fall over dead. Suddenly the pain stopped and Allen stopped screaming. He looked over to Kendo, and saw a bullit smeared in blood. Next he saw an bandage over his wound. Kendo stood up, and grinned. Suddenly there was an scratching on the front door. His grin turned back to a sour frown.

"Not them again..." Kendo murmered to himself.

"Who?" Before Allen could get an answer. Kendo walked out of the room and down the stairs with his hunting rifle. Allen heard the turn of an door knob.

"STAY DEAD, ONCE AND FOR ALL" There was a scream from downstairs then a gunshot. Moans came from downstairs, and another gunshot was heard. Allen jumped to his feet with his Glock and leaped out of the room and down the stairs. Allen gasped as he saw Kendo by the wall, with a bite marks all over him. Several people were standing over him, saliva dripped from their mouths.

"You have to the right to remain silent! Anything you say..." Before he could finsish they stumbled towards him. Their arms in front of them. Allen didn't wait a second he aimed for the head of an zombie and pulled the trigger. Allen then noticed time slowing down, he saw the bullit fly straight into the the head of the zombie. It fell backwards, with a cry of pain. The others ignored the dead zombie and contiuned to get Allen.

Allen quickly saw his shotgun in his hand, and dropped his Glock. He aimed for the zombies useing the sight and pulled the trigger. Some of the zombies feel backwards down the stairs while the others fell into the wall. He noticed one that hit the head with its head and scraped the wall with its hand, it left a trail of blood.

Allen raced down the stairs and finsished off any zombies that were still alive. He knelt down by Kendo, blood was pouring out of his wound.

"Kendo...Please stay alive..." Allen pleaded to Kendo. Kendo lifted his hand and grabbed Allen's. He squeezed it hard and said...

"Ba-Ba-back Door, exca-p-e" Kendo stuttered to Allen. Allen saw a fareaway look in Kendo's eyes. It was time for him to leave this world...

"You're were good, Live on..." Kendo said with his last breath. He quietly slipped into obvlion....

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BTW: I used Kendo, becasue I couldn't think of any other names for people.^^

pretty cool ...Allen must be getting depressed! i mean, finding survivors then watchin em die...poor sod, lol.

Poor Kendo...I hope he dosen't turn into a zombie!

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Chapter 9- Death March
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Allen quickly let go of Kendo's hand. A tear rolled down his face, he sniffled. He then saw a small door near the staircase. He raced towards it, and heard a banging sound in the gunshop, they were coming. Allen grasped the doorknob and opened it, woodust came from the door.

*Acho!* Allen sneezed. Suddenly there was a glass breaking sound. He quickly squeezed into the small space and shut the door. He heard footsteps and groans. He saw a space behind him, he started to crawl when the footsteps got closer. He started breathing deeply now, he saw a light at the end and crawled towards it. He saw light stream through the small door. He pushed it open and saw it was outside. When he got out, he realized that this was the back of the gunshop. He then realized that he had left his weapons in the shop, but he didn't want to go back in there. He saw a wooden fence decided it must lead from the gunshop. He kicked it open and saw two people firing at a crowd of zombies. He looked around the fence and saw thousands of zombies marching towards them.

They couldn't stop that many! By the looks of it, it appeared to be an girl that looked about 16 firing at the march of the zombies, while the boy looked young, he looked to be about 15 years of age. The boy spotted Allen and aimed his pistol at him. Allen held his arms in the air, and started to walk towards them. The girl noticing now that Allen was walking towards them. Turned towards him, her blond hair swayed in the wind. Allen stood there as she ran up to him and grabbed his hand.

She ran back to the Boy and grabbed his hand too.

"Run" She said. Allen noticed that she talked in a wisper. He started to run, he looked back over his shoulder and saw the Death March coming towards them. The girl led Allen and the Boy to a small super market and knocked loudly. Allen turned pale as he saw the zombies still coming. The boy with an M16 in hand pulled the trigger and sent a burst of lead flying towards the crowd. Allen saw the lead slice their bodies, just like if you cut butter with an knife, but they still kept marching towards them. Allen heard a turn of bolts and locks, he saw the door open. He saw a young woman and a man who appeared to be an Negro. He felt the Negro's hand grab his shoulder and pulled him inside. The young woman shut the door and put the locks back on.

"We'ar safe...but for how long?" The negro said.

"Oh...Let me introduce myself..I'm Curtis" The negro who's name was Curtis said to Allen.

"This is Jack here" He pointed to the young boy.

"And Nichole and Tresa here" He pointed to the women.

"Uh..Nice to meet you..I'm Allen, HeavenGate Police Department" Allen said as he introdcued himself. The group nodded.

"We all have survival stories...to make it short" Nichole said.

"We all met up at our highschool, since we all go to the same highschool and all..." Nichole explained to Allen. He nodded sliently. Jack grinned, but saw the wound on Allen's shoulder. He took his glock and aimed it at Allen.

"Don't Move" Jack said. Allen was shocked.

"What?" Allen choked out.

"You're infected" Everyone gasped as Jack said that.

"This is a gunshot wound!" Allen quickly said to Jack. Jack lowerered his gun.

"You would of been..." Jack was soon interupted as he heard scratches on the door. Tresa went to the window and took the curtains off. To her horror she saw bloody hands on the window....How would they excape?

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Nice story grey, I like it

Wait, I thought she was 22. She still goes to high school?
And heh, he's not very careful with his guns is he - just asking to be turned into a zombie snack

Chapter 10- To Heaven
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"WHAT THE HELL ARE WE GONNA DO?!" Jack screamed.

"Calm down..." Curtis assured him. They both looked outside, threy knew they were sourrounded. There was no excape... soon they would break in and it would game over.

"Wait! My father told me that there was a ladder to the roof!" Nichole said with joy. Suddenly a hand broke through the window. The zombie banged on the glass with his other hand.

"Do not Fire..." Curtis said to the gang.

"Heres the ladder!" Nichole pushed a button and a ladder swung down.

*Bang, Bang,Bang* Tresa's gun sounded. She had pulled the trigger, they all were in danger. She had broke several windows, allowing the zombies to get in. Soon enough zombies were climbing in. Tresa froze with fear, Allen was climbing the ladder. To reach the rest of the gang..when he heard a scream. He looked over his shoulder and saw Tresa franticly fire several shots at the zombies. The bullits penetrated their flesh, but they still stumbled towards her. Tresa leaped forwards with her purse when the zombies lunged at her with his hand.

The sharp nails on its claws sliced Tresa's shirt, revealing her braw. Another zombie lunged forwards, but with its mouth. It bit Tresa on neck, blood poured from the bite down her neck. Her eyes grew wide-eyed, as another zombie grabbed a hold of her. Soon several zombies were on her, Tresa reached for her gun and grabbed it. She lifted the gun, but then a zombie grabbed her head and bit it! Tresa screamed with pain as she accepted that she was a goner and let the zombies overcome her. She went down, into the crowd. As the gang watched. There were screams that wanted to come from Nichole's mouth, but they never did.

Allen closed his eyes, and swung the door down, so the zombies couldn't climb up the ladder. In the distance they saw the sun set, revealing that night was just setting in...

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yep. dis b sum sweet stuff

Chapter 11- The end...?
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"We'ar are doomed..." Jack said. He seemed to have lost all hope. He put the gun up to his head. Everyone gasped, at his attempt of suicide. Curtis walked over to him and put the gun down from his face.

"There is still hope..." Curtis assured. Everyone looked and saw tears stream down Jack's face.

"My dad,mom, girlfriend...All dead..." He managed to choke out. He broke out into a sob and covered his face. Curtis patted him on the back. Suddenly in a distance they saw a helicopter, coming towards them.

"WE ARE SAVED!!!" Nichole jumped with excitement. The helicopter flew closer to them. Allen could see the pilot look down over them, he took a microphone to his mouth spoke into it.

"ARE ANY OF INFECTED?" He shouted in the microphone. Allen cupped his hands and shouted...

"NO! NOONE IS INFECTED!" Allen un-cupped his hands and saw a man with a gas mask throw a rope out the door. Curtis got on it and climbed it, next jack and nichole. When the pilot saw Allen's blood stained arm. He said something to the man with an gas mask. He then pulled the rope back up, and threw something that looked like an stretcher. Tied to it was an sturdy rope, which Allen tested himself. He put himself on the stretcher and they lifted him into the helicopter. As soon as he got up, the door swung open.

A zombie burst through the door and hissed at the people in the helicopter. The pilot wasted no time in taking off. He shifted the joy-stick and lifted the helicopter he steered the helicopter away from the city.

"You guys are lucky, the city is getting ready to be destroyed" The pilot said with an smile. Allen was irrated at why this man was smileing when loved ones down there were mostly dead, but some still alived. Suddenly the sky lit up in a white color. A large alarm was sounded, even though they were away from the city. He could still hear it, he saw a fast object zoom through the air and to the city.

Soon he heard large explosion, and a beeping noise in the helicopter.

"WE'AR GOING DOWN! HOLD ON..." Jack screamed, but a a piece of shrapnel came flying from no where and sliced his chest. He fell over backwards...dead. Everyone was horrifed as they saw Jack fall out of the helicopter. The pilot lost control of the helicopter and they came crashing down into the forest. Allen looked out of the door and saw embers and parts of the helicopter scatter in the trees.

Allen quickly blacked out, as the helicopter hit the ground..What was to become of them?

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smart likin it...these guys ain't havin much luck, are they? lol

good like it