Scene Ten
Wufei readied his sword and turned his back on Heero and Duo. There were more zombies coming from his side of the road and if he didn't take care of those there would be no point in worrying about Heero and Duo watching his back. Apparently Duo was a pretty decent shot and Wufei had already seen Heero's abilities.
Three zombies in front of him. The eye of one hung down its face, dangling with every step the zombie took. Wufei grimaced and raised his sword. Seconds later the head was rolling on the floor. He raised his sword again but the other two zombies had gotten too close. He swung his sword at one but before he had time to strike the second one it's head blew, pieces of its brain managing to stain Wufei's coat.
He turned around and glared at the man standing by the car door. Wufei didn't much enjoy having zombie goo all over him. The man shot again and another zombie's head exploded. This other man was also a good shot. Wufei inclined his head in a show of gratitude and that's when he recognized the man. Trowa Barton from Burning Inferno was fighting zombies with him. Interesting…
Wufei smirked. This night couldn't be weirder if it was a movie script. Two more zombies fell by his sword. He risked a glance behind him and saw that Heero and Duo busy at work shooting every undead that moved. Wufei noticed that Duo had dropped the shotgun on the floor and instead had a gun on each hand. Trowa Barton was quickly changing magazines. Wufei cut the hand of one elderly zombie before he split the head in two. There were too many and they kept coming. He couldn't keep up.
"I'm out," Heero said, putting his gun in his waist holster. He took two short knives from somewhere and used them to slash at zombies' throats. It worked but it was definitely slower than the gun.
"Fucking, shit! I'm out too!"
Wufei moved closer to the car, putting some distance between himself and the zombies. He took the gun Heero had given him from his waistband and threw it at Duo.
"Thanks, man." Duo said, taking the safety off and firing three quick shots. There were fifteen rounds on that magazine. It wouldn't be enough. There were dozens of zombies coming towards them.
"I'm out," Trowa announced.
This wasn't good. Wufei and Heero were getting tired. The zombies were closing in. There was the terrible sound of silence. Duo didn't need to announce it: he was out too.
Wufei tightened the grip on his sword. This was it. They were dead.
Suddenly there was a bright light coming from the car. Everything seemed to stop as a blond man wearing sweatpants and a lose white t-shirt stepped out of the car. He was glowing slightly. The man opened his eyes and the light around him seemed to expand.
All around the zombies dropped down.