Author's note: These reviews are just kicking ass! I'm going to try to update earlier than I normally do because I have a lot planned out and I just had to post this chapter because Ashley does something EXTREMELY stupid. Anyways I shall leave you now so you can read. DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!

Of late, it's harder just to go outside
To leave this deadspace with hatred, so alive
Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay
Killed by the weakness, but forced to return, turn it off

I watch the stars as they fall from the sky
I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying
I feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry

Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes
Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized
Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay
All of this hatred is fucking real, turn it on... yeah

-Death of Season by: Afi (a fire inside)

How long is the night?

Chapter 7

Open the doors…. To death

The first zombie rounded the corner to face Leon and Ashley, who were looking for somewhere to go. Leon stopped looking for a moment and focused his attention on the hoard of zombies that were now packing the narrow alley.

"Aren't you going to shoot them?"

Leon was already pointing his fully upgraded Broken Butterfly at them and fired one round into the crowd, which sent several of them flying. But others quickly took their place and were now advancing on Leon again only to be blown away from another shot of his gun.

"Look for somewhere to go, I'll hold them off the best I can."

"You sure you'll be alright?"

"Just go."

By now there was well over fifty of the flesh-eating creatures in the back alley, some almost five feet away from Leon. They weren't so close anymore as another bullet ripped through them, or just ripping them to nothing but tiny skin particles.

Leon decided that it would be better to just take them out one by one with Chicago Typewriter. He aimed the gun at the entrance where could see several of their shadows that the streetlights were making for them. He easily took out one hundred of them in the time of two minutes, but they didn't stop from coming.

Leon saw them carrying axes now, how wonderful. They quickly charged at Leon, who brought them down one by one.

A sharp axe was thrown his way, but missed terribly. It did some damage though, to his gun. The barrel had a huge chunk taken out of it. Leon threw the now useless gun to the side and started firing at them with his blacktail.

This gave the zombies an advantage. Now they could get closer to their prey and most likely even try to snack on him. (Just think of it now "Leon bites" for that nourishment that all zombies need!) So they ran at him with a very fast speed.

Leon fired multiple bullets into the crowd but none of them did any damage to their speed rate. He quickly pulled out his Broken Butterfly once more and fired two bullets into them. Another batch of zombies appeared. Leon pulled the trigger.

Click.

He tried it again.

Click. Click.

The damn thing was out of ammo!

He brought out his striker, just to find out that it had been out of bullets for a long time and he hadn't even noticed.

"Great, just my luck," he grumbled through clenched teeth.

The blacktail was his last resource, even though he knew it wouldn't do anything with a crowd of fifty running at him. He dug in his pockets for some extra bullets, and found that it was also empty.

Man, he needed some ammo right about now, too bad it didn't rain cases of it, or he'd be unstoppable.

Just as the crowd was advancing Leon heard Ashley's high-pitched voice come from behind.

"Hey Leon I found a door!"

He quickly looked to see if they were advancing any time soon, then turned around and darted towards the door that Ashley had found.

It was camouflaged to blend into the wall and was made out of a very thick metal, much like a door to the vault of a bank. It hung open so Leon ran inside and shut it as soon as he could.

The place was dark and gloomy, nothing could be seen and Leon's zombie instincts were kicking in. There could be one in here and they wouldn't even know it until it was too late for the both of them

"I'm going to go find some sort of light switch."

"I don't think any power is running through this place, the street lights look like they're solar powered or something," Leon stated.

Ashley was stumbling around like a retard and she quietly screamed out in pain a couple of times as her foot would come contact with something hard. She was walking around now with her hand on the wall and came into a back room.

She felt around and knew now that there was a desk in here so she started to place her hands on the cold desk and feel around for a candle or something. She had no such luck. Ashley then started to try to find some other sort of table.

She knew she found one when her knee was rammed right into the corner of it.

"Dammit," she grumbled.

Once again her search came to nothing, just a bunch of papers. She went on her hands and knees and scouted the ground, just incase.

Her hand came in contact with something gooey. She quickly withdrew it like she had just put her hand into a bucket of acid. She brought her fingers up to her noise and knew immediately what she had just put her hand into.

Blood.

She screamed and was greeted by a light that came threw the doorway.

Leon held a candle and was looking down at Ashley who looked rather terrified. He helped Ashley up and spotted the thing that was sitting in a chair.

There was a pool of blood surrounding the thing. It was most likely the owner of the store, and had been brutally killed by the looks of it.

"Are you sure it's not a zombie?"

"If it was it would be attacking us right now."

They turned around and went to go investigate the store. Leon's eyes widened with joy when he saw what was on the shelves.

Rows and rows of guns, all left untouched. There was a glass counter that had several hunting knives and what looked like a never-ending supply of gun ammo for every possible gun imaginable.

Leon picked out a new Chicago Typewriter and grabbed as much ammo for his guns as he could possibly fit in his pockets and case. Then he went over to a set of deadly looking handguns and handed Ashley one and gave her a large amount of ammo for it.

"Now you have something to protect yourself with."

"A gun? I don't even know how to use one!"

"Well I'll just have to show you then."

Leon showed Ashley how to fire, reload, and take the safety off of the gun. Then he made her load it until it couldn't hold any more bullets.

"This isn't that hard."

"No."

Leon went to get another gun for Ashley to use. He almost had his hand on it when a zombie smashed right through the storefront and started making savage noises.

Ashley screamed in fright and in the process of doing that she dropped her gun, fully loaded and with the safety off.

Leon watched as the hit the floor like it was in slow motion. A bullet flew out of the gun and went directly into Leon's leg.

He clutched it with pain and quickly killed the zombie. Then he grabbed some more ammo and started to limp out of the front door, a trail of blood dripping with his every step.

"Hey where are you going?"

"Somewhere safer than a gun shop. Get your gun and help me get back to the motorcycle."

"Okay."

Ashley quickly ran to his side and helped him limp his way back to where they first came from. When a zombie popped up in front of them Leon told Ashley to shoot it and when she did it dropped dead, but not without getting some of it's blood on her shirt.

"This is going to stain my expensive shirt!" she whined.

The motorcycle was now in view. When they reached it Leon quickly sat on and started it up.

"Are you sure you can drive with a injured leg?" Ashley asked.

"I've been in worse pain than this and had to do something, so I can handle it."

He signaled for Ashley to get on and sped off.

They passed the crowd of zombies and ran over a few in the process. Finally a hospital sign was nearing so Leon sped up it up and was in front of the hospital door within no time at all.

By now Leon's leg was bleeding pretty bad. It hadn't stopped at all and it was causing him a lot of pain. His vision was starting to blur, but he drove unconsciousness away.

They went through the doors and were greeted with blood stained hallways and dead bodies.

Reviewer responses:

Luna-Starr- Sorry but no gasoline and lighter this time. But that will just have to wait for a better time with more enemies. Ashley's tardiness has gone up even more. I should start making a chart.

Cyram- Thanks for the review! I updated extra early because I have a four-day weekend, like I've had for the past 3 weeks Mu hu ha ha! I checked my website and it said that you signed my guest book, thanks! I can't wait to find out what happens in your story. The cliffhangers are great!

Jediferret- Torturing her is so much fun, I must agree with you. Thanks for the review.