GTA: Liberty Through Agita
Mission Six: Rolling Engagement

The three motorcycles peeled out of the backyard, using a section of plywood as a ramp to jump over the fence. The three roared onto the streets, tearing up turf as they rocket onto the asphalt.

The suburbia home was surrounded by at least twenty monsters. Each had a four legged body along the lines of a horse, although the body portion was fleshy and sickly brown in color, the legs were just bone with some muscle at each of the three joints. The neck, which the skull sat atop, was at least four feet long. Looking at them now, CJ couldn't help but imagine that these were a crazy person's nightmare of a Giraffe. The cycles revved and roared up the street, away from the Nightmare Giraffes.

The creatures bellowed, and gave chase to them. For their appearance and build, they were deceptively fast. CJ slipped one arm around Ja'Khara's waist, holding the Uzi in his other hand; he twisted his body to fire behind them. The Uzi roared, bullets spewing towards the creatures behind them, a few hitting, a few not.

"Be careful!" Ja'Khara warned, "You don't have unlimited ammo!" She tightened her grip and leaned to the right, rocketing the motorcycle into a turn. The two motorcycles ahead of them roar as they burn down the sloped doublewide street, racing into East Los Santos. Ja'Khara keeps on their tails.

Here, in this part of the city, CJ could finally see the damage that had been done. Zombies were rampant, and many of the homes and buildings in this area were still burning. CJ was awe-struck, seeing a group of zombies feasting on a still twitching corpse.

Quite a few Things were shuffling about as well. Growling, CJ uses his Uzi to gun down a few zombies as they race past. "See what I mean now?" Ja'Khara shouts back to him, shouting to be heard over the engine.

CJ leaned in close to her, "Yeah. Shit... I didn't expect it to be so bad. Hey, where we going anyways?"

"To an old safe house near the Ocean Docks. At least, I hope it's still safe." She said, driving up over a small hill onto the southbound freeway.

Here, the ruined husks of burning cars made navigating the freeway a tricky process, even on a motorcycle. Ja'Khara did her best, guiding her cycle around wrecks and onto an overpass.

Here, the other two were stopped. Ja'Khara cursed as she saw why they had stopped. The overpass was impassable; a large gap here where a support beam had been destroyed made it impossible to pass. A part of the freeway beneath it had also appeared to cave in, a deep black maw in the ground.

"Damnit, what are we going to do now!" Kaito shouted.

"I'm thinking!" Their leader shouted back, clenching his fists.

CJ hopped off the cycle, holding the Uzi in both hands and looking around. It seemed they had lost the Nightmare Giraffe back near the zombie horde. "Why don't we just go back, and take another route?" He suggested.

"Back through those THINGS? You're kidding, right? We barely made it here in the first place!" Kaito said.

"Shut up Kaito, you're not helping things any!" Ja'Khara retorted, "At least CJ's trying to help! All you've done is complain!"

"Fuck you Ja'Khara!" Kaito said, acting as if to raise his pistol, but any action he was going to take was cut short when their leader wrapped one arm around his neck, getting him in a headlock.

"Kaito, knock this shit off, or I swear..."

Kaito squirmed, then relaxed, holding out his hands. "Alright, alright! I'm cool, nigga. I'm cool. Lay off."

Their leader released him, stepping back and shaking his head. "I agree with CJ. Let's back track and find another way."

Kaito grunted, seeming displeased. Ja'Khara had a smug grin on her face, mounting her motorcycle again. CJ followed suit, sitting behind Ja'Khara.

Lil' Pain and Kaito took off first, Lil' Pain driving while Kaito sat shotgun. Their leader went behind them, and Ja'Khara and CJ brought up the rear again. As the other two cycles roared ahead, the overpass began to rumble, the end crumbling. As the motorcycle tried to peel out, the section of road it was on shattered and broke, collapsing into the abyss below them.

Ja'Khara cursed as the motorcycle suddenly tipped backwards and free fell. She released the handles and flailed, trying to grab the edge of the overpass, but failed, grabbing only air.

As the motorcycle fell and Ja'Khara let go, CJ instead placed both hands on the seat of the cycle, pushing himself forward. With both arms flailing, he slammed into the side of the cliff face, his hands grabbing at asphalt.

For a second, he couldn't grab anything, and he slipped, but at the very edge, his fingers on one hand dug into a crack in the asphalt, halting his downward descent. He hung there, his body turned just enough that he saw Ja'Khara and the motorcycle disappear into the darkness below. "Shit!" He cursed, looking up to the freeway, then down again at the darkness. "Shit," he repeated, looking up now to the freeway. He could see the other three.

"Pull yourself up!" The gang leader shouted, "Forget about Ja'Khara! She's gone!"

CJ nodded, swinging his other arm up and grasping at the asphalt, pulling himself up to his waist.

"CAAAARLOOOOSS!" He heard Ja'Khara's voice echo up from the abyss. It was tinged with fear.

CJ cursed again, looking up to the three above him. The gang leader was shaking his head. "Pull yourself up! There's nothing we can do for her."

CJ planted both feet against the cliff face. "Shit..." He cursed one last time, pulled himself closer to the cliff face, then threw himself away from it, pulling a back flip.

His world went gray as the darkness consumed him...