Author's Note: Wow! These reviews are awesome! I'm updating early because I planned out a couple of chapter to come and I want to get them up quick. I'll give you one hint though- Ashley does something REALLY stupid. Heh, when doesn't she? Anyways Please read and DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!

I'm not afraid of being sick
I'm more afraid of being well
I'm not afraid
Put the gun in my hand
I'm just afraid it will hurt like (hurt like) hell

I'm not afraid of screaming
and I'm not afraid of crying
I'm just afraid of forgetting
And I am afraid of dying

-Afraid of dying By: Jack off Jill

How long is the night?

Chapter 6

Could it be the end?

Leon and Ashley were now walking slowly under the scorching sun that threatened to melt them at any moment. There wasn't a tree in sight so they couldn't stop somewhere and rest.

Up ahead was a large garbage truck that had been tipped on its side. The garbage truck cast a shadow in the sunlight. Leon quickly made his way toward it and slumped down in the refreshing shade that was about ten degrees cooler than the temperature in the sun.

Ashley dug in the bag that Michael had given them, until she withdrew it and handed Leon a bottle of water. It was warm but it was water and that's all that mattered to him. Ashley on the other hand, was being very picky, picky indeed.

"I wish he could've at least cooled it a bit."

"He probably did, the sun must've fried it."

"But cold water is way better. Damn the sun."

Leon didn't even bother to argue, he just looked the other way and began to plan out what route they were going to take, and how long it would be.

Ashley was growing unsteady in the silence, and annoyed that Leon was ignoring her too.

"Hey," she said trying to break the silence, "how long do you think it's going to take to get back home?"

"I'm trying to figure that out. We aren't going to get anywhere fast by traveling on foot, we need to find some sort of transportation."

"But there's nothing around for miles!" she whined.

"So we'll just have to look for something then. It's no big deal."

Ashley huffed. Her shoes were making her feet incredibly sore. And she could feel the sun slowly making her skin turn a bright red. This was so not good for her complexion. (Laughs wickedly at that, but she can't do anything about it, it's my story! Mu hu ha ha!)

Leon was staring to walk away. Ashley snapped out of her state of thought and was following him in an instant. (Much like a dog, heh heh)

They had passed several cars, trucks, and vans but not one of them was in working condition. They had all been reduced to pieces of twisted metal in some unseen accident.

Many long hours of listening to Ashley complain about everything possible flew by. Leon felt like he was going to turn mad in a few seconds. He needed something to shut her up, maybe a slap across the face would do, but then he'd be fired from his job and would never be able to buy a new coat.

Finally something came to mind, a rest in an old abandoned farm, if it was. He tapped Ashley on the shoulder, which in return screamed out in pain from the massive sunburn that was all over her body.

Leon made sure she was okay then pointed to the old rotting building. A smile formed on her face then they made their may towards it very slowly.

There was a collapsing barn to the side of a sturdy looking farmhouse. A well was positioned near the front porch and a rotted fence ran along the perimeter of the farm.

Leon took out his blacktail and cautiously walked around it. There was nothing at all, but that all changed when he entered the farmhouse to see a zombie eating what looked like another person.

He told Ashley to stay and keep guard outside. He snuck up one the zombie that was now making grunting noises as it munched away at the victim's ripped open head. Leon pointed the barrel of the gun in the zombie's direction and fired one clean shot.

It destroyed the zombie's head. It fell to the bloodstained ground with one hard thud and went completely still. Leon told Ashley that she could follow him again and then set off to look around the farmhouse some more.

He found nothing more so they turned around and left the place, not wanting to stay anymore because of the fowl stench of death that polluted the air in the confined space.

They stepped out onto the creaky old porch. Leon froze and listened to make sure there was no one unexpected following them, and sure enough there was. It wasn't the zombie that Leon had killed in the farmhouse, but his victim that was missing half of his head and had chunks bitten off of his body everywhere.

"That's disgusting!"

"I've seen worse," grumbled Leon.

He fired a bullet into the zombie, but it didn't go down. He fired ten more rounds into its mushy flesh, but they had no effect. So he pulled out his Broken Butterfly just as the zombie was preparing to make Leon one of it's own.

Ashley screamed, but was silenced when the disfigured zombie fell on the rotting boards and began to rot himself right into the wood.

"Can we leave now?"

"That sounds like a good idea."

Leon casually walked over the spot where the zombie had once been, but Ashley was shaking. He rolled his eyes and walked behind her and pushed her right over the stain in the boards, causing her to freak out.

"If you don't want that to happen again then try to be quiet because I bet that they'll hear your loud screaming and come after us in no time."

They made their way back to the road and started walking again. The sun had gone down a little bit and Leon checked his watch that had been through so much. It was about four o'clock in the afternoon.

"We better get a move on if we want to make it to a vehicle before the sun sets on us."

Ashley wasn't listening to a word that came out of his mouth; instead she was looking around and suddenly gasped at what she saw lying in the ditch.

"Look Leon! A motorcycle!"

He walked over to it and inspected the machine. It was in fair condition, just a few scratches here and there from being tossed in the ditch. He checked the petals to make sure that they were in working condition and stood the motorcycle up.

"Looks fine to me." He started it up and let out a sigh of relief as the motor started up and was sounding quite smooth. "Get on the back and hold on tight."

"That sounds convincing," Ashley said, her voice full of sarcasm.

But she got on anyways and held on tight as Leon started off at a very high speed.

He swerved between crashed vehicles and other broken objects that littered the road. There was a tight squeeze coming up between another garbage truck and a FedEx truck, but Leon went right through the middle as if it were nothing at all.

At last they came upon a sign. It was hardly readable because it was splattered with blood and was half burnt from a car that was beside it that must have exploded. They went right by it and up the road a little more until they could see the outlines of buildings.

"Look, there's another sign. Hey we're at Newark."

"Well we sure made a lot of progress in one day."

"It must have gone by fast with your ridiculous driving. I swear if there were cops around they'd have you arrested in a slit second."

"Thanks for the compliment," Leon said as he rolled his eyes once more.

They rode on towards the city. The sun was setting at a quick pace so Leon decided to speed it up a bit more so they could get out of there faster.

The motorcycle began to stutter as they reached the second street of the city. It stopped completely at an empty corner. Leon got off the side and kicked it.

"Shit. Just our luck."

He started to walk up the street and found a gas station. Ashley pointed to a cage that held several bottles of gas. Leon broke the lock and grabbed them all and made his way back to the motorcycle.

"Keep watch as I fill this stupid thing up."

"Alright."

Leon filled the tank up with no interruptions at all. He threw the empty bottles on the ground and looked around.

"Doesn't this seem a little too suspicious Leon?"

"You got that right. We should look around a bit."

Ashley nodded her head and followed Leon as he walked around the streets; gun in hand, ready to shoot at any moment.

Finally convinced that everyone was gone, Ashley decided she could raise her voice a little bit now.

"Isn't it great! The sun is almost down and the air is way cooler too!"

Leon turned around to tell her to keep it down and saw a crowd of zombies with blood red eyes heading right their way. He grabbed Ashley's wrist and started to run as quick as the girl would let him.

They could hear the crowd slowly, but surely advancing on them. Their savage noises and grunts could be heard and their slow staggering steps as well.

Leon and Ashley rounded a corner and came face to face with another crowd.

They were cornered.

"Quick down here!" Leon said in between breaths.

They ran down a back alley, only to find that it lead to a dead end.

Author's Note #2 : Okay the cities and stuff I'm using on here are real and just to find Newark took we like a half an hour because I live nowhere near there. I live in Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada. So I've been doing some research heh heh. Anyways if I make any mistakes please tell me, it would be greatly appreciated!

Review responses:

Cyram- Heh heh, thank you. Your story is getting very interesting. I can't wait to read more.

Luna-Starr- She is annoying isn't she? That would be funny to put the merchants in here and I think I'm going to; I just need the perfect little places. Good luck on your new story- it rocks!

Blaze the Bad- Ha that's funny because it's so true! I don't know why they just reject her too, and it would also be funny if they put another bathroom in the game. I didn't know the Ganado's could still do that. Lol.

Foggy Brains- You need to review Steph. Mu hu ha ha! I'm going to scan those resident evil 4 pictures we made either tonight or tomorrow, they'll be on my website as I have told you in drafting class- DAMN THE BORING TEACHER!