(Thanks to The New Divide, zackt2010, and angie2282 for your reviews!! I GOT A POLL UP ON MY PROFILE, SO UNLESS YOU HAVE ALREADY, VOTE!!! XD All right, someone gets stressed in this chapter, someone gets into a near death situation, and something else important happens.... Read on to find out what!!)
Zach kicked the door straight open, knocking a few zombies that were clawing at the door in an attempt at getting to them straight off the metal banister. He quickly ran down the stairs, and turned to face another group of zombies. Zach ran straight at them, but manoeuvred to the side just in time. He continued to run full pelt across the road, and came to a halt in the aforementioned alleyway Leslie was talking about. "Oh, you gotta be kidding me..." he muttered, running a hand through his hair.
"What?" asked Paige, suddenly appearing next to him, breathing hard.
"What do you mean what? Look!" Zach pointed.
Paige resisted the urge to curse. She looked at the brick wall, creating a dead end from the alleyway. "I thought you said this went somewhere!" she said, turning to Leslie, who was still half way across the street .He was helping Jeffrey across, who was stumbling slightly. Following them was Tanzi, who had Jeffrey's knife in her hand. As she cooked, she knew how to handle knifes, and was stabbing zombies left, right and centre. The knife was completely covered in blood and brains as she impaled zombies through the eyes, getting to the brain quickly.
"What..." Jeffrey gasped, looking at the wall. "I thought you said that this went somewhere?"
"That's exactly what I said." Paige commented, trying not to grab Leslie's collar in anger.
"Sorry, but I thought there was." Leslie said quietly. "But, I guess I was wrong..."
"Of course you were wrong!" Paige snapped, massaging her forehead. "And now we're trapped, getting ready to get eaten by these... these undead!! Trapped like animals!"
Jeffrey and Zach were surprise at Paige's outburst. Leslie was even more shocked.
"Why are you shouting? I made a mistake, but we can get out..."
"GET OUT!" Paige almost screamed, pressing her knuckles against her head. "I've seen people I don't know die! I've seen people I did know die! Friends have all died because of me!"
"Hey, that wasn't because of you..." Zach started, before being interrupted by Paige.
"It was! I caused all of this!" She motioned wildly with her arms, tears stinging her eyes.
Zach slowly walked up to her, and pulled her into a hesitant hug. Paige didn't protest, and cried on his shoulder, her shoulders shaking. "Come on, don't worry. We're never gonna give up. Hel, we survived Death, we can survive the undead, right?"
"Ri..." Paige started, before a scream cut through the air. "Tanzi!" she exclaimed, realizing she wasn't with them. She saw a flash of black hair through the herd of zombies.
"Help!" Tanzi cried out, rapidly slashing with the knife. The numbers were too great, and a zombie was very close to biting her. She stuck the knife into the zombie's mouth, and the zombie pulled away, the knife still in its jaw. Hands grabbed at Tanzi's hair and clothes. "Please help!!"
Paige wanted to run, but was held back by Zach and Leslie. Jeffrey was leaning against the wall, breathing hard. "No! Don't let her die!" Paige cried out, trying with all her strength to pull away from the two men.
"No!" Zach said, steel faced. "You'll die if you go out there."
"But Tanzi..." Paige moaned. Paige was close to Tanzi, as the two had worked together a lot when Tanzi had had her premonition and they had both tried to stop a number of deaths.
"I'm sorry." Zach said, biting his bottom lip. A zombie suddenly stared at the small group, and ran straight at them.
"No!" Paige cried out, before falling to her knees. A loud roaring noise was suddenly heard, and all heads turned, including the zombies. A loud thwack was heard as a blur sped past the zombie running at the group. The running zombie fell to the floor, as its head rolled to Paige's feet, staring blankly at her.
"Yee-Haw!" cried at a voice from one of the blurs, which the group could now make out as Motorbikes. They saw two blurs, and they were cutting down the zombies easily. In a matter of minutes, the large group of zombies had significantly decreased. Tanzi gasped slightly as she was picked up, and then the two motorbikes slowly made their way towards the group. One of the men dropped Tanzi, and both men got of their bikes.
The man wore a tight white t-shirt, tight blue jeans and a pair of black shoes. A rip was at the collar of his t-shirt, but other than that, he looked unharmed. In his hands was a metal baseball bat, smeared with blood and brains. He waved a hand at the group. "Hey, survivors. My name is Victor."
"Who gives a fuck who they are?" asked the other man sneering. He wore a tight tank top, blue jeans and black boots, looking similar to Victor in that aspect. However, this man also wore a red bandana over his head, and had multiple gold chains hanging around his neck. In his hand was a long steak knife. "Let's check 'em to see if they have been bitten."
Victor rubbed a hand over the back of his head. "No need to be so harsh Trent. Sorry about that." He apologised. "But he's right, we do need to check you for bites."
Jeffrey narrowed his eyes, shifting his wrist behind him slightly. His cowboy hat was tipped slightly on his head, in a slightly comical fashion. "What's the matter if your bitten?"
"If you were bitten, then you are gonna become one of these fuckers. I have no idea where the hell they came from, but I'm intent on surviving. I'm came to save you because Victor here heard voices."
"What's with your attitude?" Paige asked, getting in Trent's face. "You just met us, and you're acting like a total asshole."
"Not everyone can be perfect, little miss chocolate." Trent said, referencing to Paige's eyes. "So shut your trap."
At this, Tanzi gasped and both men were in front of Paige, both leering at Trent, who was taller than them anyway. "You better shut your mouth before we shut it for you!" Zach threatened, and Leslie looked positively scary with his scarred face and fake eye. However, Trent wasn't one to be looked down on.
"Oh yeah? Bring it!" Trent was about to go for a punch, but Victor quickly stepped in, grabbing Trent's arm.
"Calm down Trent!" Victor said. "They might be able to help us. The more the better anyway."
Trent sighed, fiddling with a gold chain around his neck. "I guess so. But I still want to check for bites anyway. I mean, I don't one of them following me."
"I've been bit." Jeffrey said, before anyone could stop him. He showed the two strangers the wound on his arm, which was turning a horrible purple, and was congealed with some sort of fluid.
Trent raised his steak knife. "This isn't personal." He shrugged, and brought the knife down, except in went through a hand, not a head. "What the hell."
Paige stood in front of him, letting her hand bleed. "Don't you fucking dare attempt to kill him! He's a friend, and he stays." Jeffrey nodded his thanks, before coughing up blood, spitting it into his hand.
"And anyway, if I turn, then you can kill me. I'm healthy enough to move at the moment." Jeffrey said, standing straight.
As Paige and Trent stared daggers at each other, Leslie spoke up. "So, where are we going now then?"
"We'll go to our hideout to properly introduce ourselves, to patch up the injured, and to form some sort of plan. Not to mention get you lot something to defend yourselves with." Victor said, nodding to his plan.
"Hideout?" Tanzi muttered, still pale from her near death appearance. Her clothes were ripped, as were chunks of her hair, but she wasn't bitten.
"Oh... me and Trent are part of the Devil's Bikers. Or should I say, Trent is the leader, I'm kinda the sub-leader. If the rest of our crew are sensible, they would be holed up there. Come on, we need to go soon."
"Well, let's go now before more of these freaks come, and that won't be too long." Zach said, inspecting Paige's hand. Using his teeth, he ripped a sleeve off of his t-shirt, and used it to make a makeshift bandage. He tied it with a tight knot, and Paige thanked him.
"All right, let's get fucking going." Trent said, hurrying the group.
Victor shrugged in apology. "Just follow us, we'll deal with anyone, it's not far anyway."
"Thanks for this by the way. We would have been zombie food if not for you." Zach thanked, still holding Paige.
"It's okay." Victor said, mounting his bike.
"Come ON!" Trent stressed, tapping his foot impatiently.
(Two new survivors!! Victor the kind one, and Trent the total A-hole. You can see a definite change in Paige's personality, and at least Zach and Leslie are standing up for Paige. Although im concerned about Zachs actions. More info will come about the Devil's Bikers... thanks, and till next time!)