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Chapter 2

Hostile Invation

"We'll stay here for ya then." said the driver, smirking a little. They had reached there destination about two hours later. Leon, Charmy, Space, Silver, and Blaze were already outside, reloading there guns, just in case. The forest was old, very old, all the trees were almost white with age, narrow, and spaced far from each other. All was silent except for the wind whistling threw the air, disturbing the leaves on the floor. All five of them walked in silence for a while until they reached a house. It looked more like a shabby old shack but it was bigger and it had a small set of stairs leading to the front door, which was cracked. Blaze looked nervously at the house, thinking she saw something move away from the window. Silver put a comforting hand on her shoulder, making her grin at him. Leon stared at the house for a few short seconds then turned to face the group of teens behind him.

"Now...why don't you four go on ahead and I'll see if any one's inside. Okay?" he suggested, wondering whether or not they were obident. But his worries were unneeded, for they seemed to be happy to not be the ones going inside the house, and walked slowly up the trail. He waited until the backs of there heads vanished beyond the small hill going down before going inside. He walked up the stairs and opened the door, pointing his gun inside to be safe. He held his gun up to head length over his right shoulder and walked slowly inside, hardly making any noise. He looked around the corner to see a man stroking something in the fire of the fire place. he relaxed his position and put his gun back in his black holster on his belt.

"Um, excuse me sir? Have you seen this girl any where near here?" Leon asked, holding out the photo of Ashley. The man glanced at him then pretended not to hear him, continuing his stroking.

"Sir?" he stayed silent.

"Never mind...sorry I bothered you then..." Leon said, not sounding sorry at all but more irritated. He turned his back on him and the man quickly grabbed his axe. Leon heard the scraping noise and turned, dodging with hardly a second before his head would have been chopped off. Leon quickly grabbed his handgun and shot the person in the chest, who backed away for a second, then again, tried to swing the axe at him. This time, Leon was ready and dodged it swiftly, shooting him in the head while doing so. The head blew up and the man had fallen to the ground. Leon panted for a little bit then heard a screeching noise outside. He walked quickly to the window to see a big old green truck with men who looked beaten up, just like the man he just shot. It was gone out of sight a few seconds later and he heard what sounded like a collision of metal. Then in the other direction he heard gunshots and a short scream, that could only be one of the girls...

"SHIT!" Leon yelled and ran towards the door, picking up a box of ammo on the bookshelf on his way. He then pushed on the door but it wouldn't budge, some thing, or some one, was pushing against it on the other side. Cursing quietly under his breath, he ran upstairs, grabbing a grenade on his way that was on the table. He spotted a window and immediately jumped out. He did a somersault in the air, then landed on his feet. It took a second to stand up, but once he did, something punched him, making him stagger backwards. He looked up to see a man holding a pitchfork. He swung it at him again but Leon dodged it, pointing his handgun at him and shooting him in the head, instantly killing him. Then three more came up as the one he just shot fell to the ground at his feet. He shot them all with difficulty, not hitting them precisely in the head. Many times he merely shot them in the eye, making them freak out but not die. Then he heard another scream, time was running out. He shouldn't of let them out of his sight...He finally got sick of it all and just punched the final one in the head and ran off, not caring if he killed it or not. The dirt was still engraved in there foot steps, they weren't far ahead.

Then he ran into something solid. He staggered backwards as the man he ran into turned around and glowered at him. He then walked towards him slowly, holding the wine bottle loosely in his hand. However, before he could even raise his handgun, some one else shot it in the head and it fell. Charmy then ran out in front of him, coming to the aid of his sister, who was trying to fight off three at once. Leon turned to the left to find Silver and Blaze back to back, fighting off a whole group. He then raised his handgun and helped, and moments later the other two joined, Space using her knife as she ran out of ammo. Right when Leon had used the last bullet, the last zombie died. They stood there, panting for a second or two. Then, breaking the silence, Leon asked, "Are you guys alright?"

All four of them nodded.

"Sorry about that...we didn't think the people would be hostile...guess we were wrong..." Space whispered, as if she spoke any louder more would pop out. Leon nodded.

"Sorry I wasn't here sooner, I was trapped in the house." Leon apologized as well. Then he turned to a shack. He walked inside and picked up five packs of ammo and gave them each one. They rested for a second in the shack until Blaze turned around and gave a little shriek, making every one point there guns in her direction.

"What's wrong?!" Silver yelled and Blaze pointed at the wall. On the wall, a rake punctured into her head and blood splattered all over the wall was a woman. Space and Blaze shrunk away from it while Silver and Charmy looked closer to investigate.

"We need to find Ashley...and fast..." Leon noted and then left, the other four following him gladdly. They walked a little while until they reached the village in question, where Ashley was last seen. They all halted at the enterance, staring at the many people working around in the houses and barns. Then there eyes widened as it fell on the stick surrounded by a pit of fire in the middle of the village. One of the S.T.A.R.S agents that was sent to find Ashley was impaled on the stick, engulfed by flames.