Part 3: Surviving, Killing of the Beasts

Chapter 1: Escaping Horror

Disclaimer: Any relation to any people or monsters in my story living or dead, or living dead, is purely coincidental, except for Tommy, and the rest of the GTA characters.

Intro: The group in Los Santos has split up, John, Larry, and that mysterious old guy got in a car wreck, while CJ and Trisha went on, only to end up crashing, and encountering a large group of zombies in the Los Santos hills. Yang just survived a Zombie4, and Tommy and his surviving 4 men are in the jungle…

CJ, Trisha, Los Santos Hills, June 18, 4:01 a.m.

CJ scrambled to try and get up the steep hill. His legs were screwed up pretty bad, from when he skidded the bike. They were cut up bad; he was going through an enormous amount of pain, but he shook it off. His legs were bleeding badly; he even created a miniature blood trail.

Finally he got to the top of the bridge; it took him a couple of minutes. Immediately he spotted Trisha on a house rooftop to the right. She was kicking down the zombies as they tried to get up to her.

CJ ran up to where she was at, punching some zombies on the way, they were unusually weak. He climbed up to where she was at. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Mm…mm" She mummers, there was a red spot on her head, and a blood trail flowing across her beautiful face. Her arm was bleeding a little too. Overall, she wasn't hurt bad.

There was a thump. CJ turned around, and put 5 bullet holes in a zombie, he flew off the roof in a quick crimson bloody flash.

He grabbed Trisha's hand, and they jumped off the back side of the house, the zombies started to come both ways. CJ started shooting the ones on the left side, blood splattering along the side of the house. He ran out of ammo in that clip, so he quickly reloaded, and went on.

Some zombies were still out front.

BOOM!
Suddenly, the giant tentacle faced monster headed up the road, heading right towards the bridge. "DAMN!"

CJ had to get across the bridge to his mansion. That bridge was the easiest way across. He handed Trisha the gun. "Listen, I need you to stay alive until I can find you again. Try to find some where safe to hide.

Boom! Boom! The giant approached the bridge.

"GO!" he commanded. The giant ran into the bridge, and hurt its head. CJ sprinted onto the bridge, the monster banging on it. Gunshots from Trisha's gun were in the background, almost distracting CJ.

The middle section began to crumble, he had one chance. He sprinted to the part that was crumbling, and jumped across.

Did he make it?

If so read the next part, if not skip to "Failure" after the next few paragraphs.

"Success"

CJ jumped to the edge of the bridge, the giant had cleared his path, and moved on. With one hand on the edge, he pulled himself up to the ground level. He headed to his driveway.

In his drive way, was a bird. A very large crow. It began to emit blood, and in the bloody turning, its head turned amazingly big. Its wings were featherless, it talons grew to the size of a chair. There was also a small claw on its left side. CJ sprinted for his mansion, the bird taking flight.

CJ hoped over the concrete fence, and headed fro the front door, dodging the winged beast's attacks. He made it inside. He immediately headed down a hall, coming up to a cabinet. He took a key from his pocket and opened the wooden door.

Inside were 3 weapons, a shotgun, and two sawn off shotguns. They were empty, except for the two sawn off shotguns; they both had 2 shells in them.

CJ put the shotgun on his back, and picked up the 2 cases of twenty shotgun shells. There was also a .223 caliber sniper rifle, and a box of sniper ammo, filled with 10 bullets.

Putting that on his back too, he headed back outside. As he walked out the door, the evil bird flew down at him. Diving out of the way, the bird's large talons went into the door, giving CJ the prefect chance to fill it with lead.

He spun around, and shot it with his four shots. Blood dripped under it, and covered the door. One of it's claws fell out, so CJ grabbed it, as a souvenir, and headed back towards Trisha.

"Failure"

CJ sprinted across the bridge, in front of him, the road disappeared, crumbling as the giant smashed it down. CJ was about to jump when he had ran too far. The bridge under him crumbled, making him lose his balance, and trip off the bridge.

The ground became big, as he fell to it. He would surely die from this fall. The giants arm appeared in front of him; CJ hit it, and tumble off of his hand, rolling onto the ground, alive. The giant started going berserk again.

CJ got up, still hurting from the fall, and ran… As fast as he could. The giant, swinging his arm around, chased after him, hearing his loud footsteps in the silence of the night.

A fist came down.

CJ rolled to the left, dodging it. He quickly got up, and kept running, north, towards Red County.

Another fist came down.

CJ rolled to the left this time, barely escaping the large hand.

Continuing down the hill the chase came, the beautiful forest ahead. The sky was still dark in the early morning.

The tentacle giant's tentacle face spurt out blood, and a long slim tentacle connected to a claw came out, heading right towards CJ. It extended towards him fast, it had an eye on it!

CJ rolled out of the way, as it hit into the cement, killing the usage of the eye. As the giant stood there, getting the claw back in its head, CJ crawled to the hill to the right of them.

The giant continued on, screaming and going berserk. CJ was safe. He climbed the not as steep hill, and got to a road. He crossed it, and went through a small patch of bushes. His Mansion was now across the street. He hoped the concrete fence next to his driveway, and walked inside.

He made it inside. He immediately headed down a hall, coming up to a cabinet. He took a key from his pocket and opened the wooden door.

Inside were 3 weapons, a shotgun, and two sawn off shotguns. They were all empty.

CJ put the shotgun on his back, and picked up the 2 cases of twenty shotgun shells. There was also a .223 caliber sniper rifle, and a box of sniper ammo, filled with 10 bullets.

Putting that on his back too, he headed back outside.

He needed to find Trisha. He headed back towards Trisha.

Yang, Sandy Trail, June 18, 9:34 a.m.

"This sucks!" Yang was mad. He liked his clothes. Now they were ruined. Yang pushed the monster off of the Pitchfork, and took it out of the wall. He could use this as a weapon.

"I wonder…" Yang ran back down the trail to his boat. He searched it, but found nothing, except 41 9mm rounds, and no pistol, go figure!

Yang ran back up to the cabin, the ammo in one of his pockets, and the bloody pitchfork in his hands. He continued through a brown gate, and headed deeper into the forest. The sun was gone, nothing except the trees were visible, and small streaks of light through the trees.

He had been walking for a while, and he finally came up to a metal gate, he continued through it. This area was open, with trees surrounding a red dirt covered area. To the south, there was a gate, but there was also a climbable cliff, so he decided to climb it.

The ground rumbled, when he got to the top, he got a feeling in the pit of his stomach, he ran up onto the rocky path, and the part o the dirt cliff he was standing on collapsed. "Lucky me" he said out loud.

He was now on a big rocky trail, heading up a large hill, with lots of bush, and brush, and trees covering the sides of it. He walked all the way up. The sun became unbearably hot on his black clothes.

There was a gate ahead. He opened it. "Why are there so many gates?" he wondered.

He was now on a path with red dirt, in a small open area, with a gate to his left, and a path to his right. A bloody sign was next to the path. It said "To base". His heart jumped, it could be help, but at the same time of that happy feeling, the blood on the sign freaked him out.

He needed to find help though, he bravely took the path.

Following the trail, there was a dead body, all black, and crispy looking, like it had been burnt, the smell of death in the air, Yang quickly ran past it. Up ahead lay a big gray building, with green vines covering the side, and bushes, brush, and trees prevented him form going anywhere, except up to the building. The red door was marked "Satellite Command". It was covered in vines. Yang tore them off, and opened it up.

The building was just one big room with three doors, one to the east, the one he had just entered from, one to the west, and one to the north. Small walls separated the room into compartments. Computers, and other devices, such as control panels, monitors, and satellite equipment filled the room. There was also a big screen on the north wall; I looked like a satellite picture of the area. There is an airport to the southeast, a command center about a quarter mile east of this position, and north laid a jungle, with a large pond, or very small lake, and then the base, his destination. It was 10:30 a.m. according to his watch.

He took the north exit. This path was plant covered, with patches of grass, and the very dense jungle surrounded the path. He came up to an intersection, and a concrete shack. The red door on it was lock, up ahead lay a gate. Yang continued north, through the gate.

In front of him lay a body of water. Jungle trees surrounded it; it looked like there were other trails across the small lake. The jungle created a wall along the trail that headed north, along the lake. Yang continued up the trail to a gate, leading to the jungle.

On the gate a sign read "Military Base Up ahead". He smiled, and started to open the gate. Yang heard a noise behind him. His eyes widened as people started coming out of the lake. More headed up towards him, along the trail. The smell of death was very strong; their skin was a pale blue, almost gray. Some were bloody, they had knifes in their hands, and shovels, and pitchforks.

Opened the gate, and started running down the green path, into the jungle, he glanced behind him; they opened the gate, and were running towards him, running!

"Aw, shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! RUN!" He yelled, running sown the path.

Tommy and Team, Yang, June 18, 10:41 a.m.

Yang ran down the path, screaming, and yelling "Run! Run! Run!" He came up to an intersection, "Oh my god! Tommy it's you!" He yelled.

Yang ran up into the group of people, they were now a group of six.

"We don't have a weapon for you, what's going… OH MY GOD!" Tommy yelled, pointing at the zombies coming down the path Yang came down. "Shoot!" Tommy ordered.

A few at a time, the zombies fell to the ground, their bodies covered in bullet holes from the MP5's that they picked up at the base.

Through all of the fire, Yang said "Let's go to the military base!"

"No! It's gone! We need to get out of here!" One of the commandos said.

Yang looked disappointed. "What do we do?"

"Call a chopper from Vice City! There is a command center, if we take that path!" He pointed to the sign. Yang nodded.

"Behind us!" a commando yelled. Out of the forest they came, in front of the gate that leads to the military installment's yard.

There must have been 20 of them, and more were still coming from the path to the lake.

Something jumped down, more zombies!

"Shit! Mother fucker!" A commando blurted out.

"We're fucked! Were surrounded!" Tommy yelled.

"Tommy! We are running out of ammo!" A commando told him.

"Shit!" More zombies dropped, in an explosion of blood, as the MP5's bullets past through their flesh. The smell of blood and guts, and death was the most horrible smell of all.

The heat was unbearable too, everyone was sweating.

"Where are they coming from?" Yang asked.

"Go! Now! The command center!" The path was cleared, as they were running by, some more came out of the jungle, but they were taken out easily. The opened a gate, and headed onto a cement path.

The zombies were close behind them, everyone was sprinting. They came up to a bridge, they sprinted over it. Tommy turned around, and shot the ropes holding the rope bridge up. Some zombies fell into the rapids in the river below, the others gathered around at the edge.

They were talking, communicating, in a different language.

They hurried up the hill, and came up to 2 paths. "This one!" Tommy led the group up the path to the right, going up the hill. They came to a gate, and when they opened it, there was an open area, with a view of the jungle. There was a large gray building, with a few satellites on top. The lights were on people were inside…

John, Larry, and the old guy, Car wreck, June 18, 3:30 a.m.

John looked up, at the steering wheel of the car. The old man in the back was unconscious. "Wake up!" he yelled. It woke both Larry up, in the passenger seat, and the old man. John got out of the car, metal scrunched up, and part of the engine was in the building. Red metal parts were on the ground, along with glass, and other debris from the car.

John walked around the back, Larry and the old man got out of the car. There was moaning all around. The sky was pitching black, in the early morning. The sound of zombies was all around them. They looked around, seeing nothing.

"What the hell?" John asked, confused. They were in a parking lot, an empty one. There were large, apartment buildings around them (all of these places, really in game!), and a concrete wall surrounded them.

"Oh… They are on the other side!" Larry explained.

"How many? Sounds like hundreds!" It really did too, like hundreds of blood thirsty zombies surrounded the area. The old man was silent, never saying any thing.

John picked up a piece of red/gray metal, and chucked it over the wall.

There was the sound of it going through flesh, and a loud zombie moan, it sounded like he killed it. John chuckled.

The old man suddenly spit out blood, covering the area in front of him.

"Holy shit! Are you okay?" Larry asked.

Chapter 3-1 complete. Next chapter: 3-2.

Okay, a very long one huh? Well, anyway, more to come!