"C'mon man, their comin!"
"Aight aight! Get behind that dumpster."
"Already their man.Here they come!!"
Jordan held his breath as he saw them coming. He ducked behind the trash can as the group walked by. He pulled his magnum out of his belt and checked the ammo. "Damn, only nine bullets left. It's getting harder and harder to find ammo for this thing." he thought to himself. Suddently a burst of SMG came out of the shadows as Ricky and John opened fire on the Eastbay Lion's gang members. Jordan trained his magnum and fired twice, the first shot missing but the second shot hitting his target, blowing the leg off of one of the gangsters. "Get those *i**hes!" John screamed as he sprayed bullets into the group of Lions. The remaining Lions sprinted into the alley way across the street we were in, took cover, and returned fire from their own automatics. " Y Ricky!" Jordan yelled, barely heard through the sound of gunfire. "Gimme one of yo spae heaters man! I'm almost out of bullets!" Ricky pulled a semi-automatic sum-machine gun out from his belt and tossed it to him. It was ludicris the amount of fire power they had, but Ricky owned a gunshop in Patrero Hill, and he had connections. Jordan fired aimlessly in the direction of the oppsoite gang, hoping to make contact, when he saw four hunched over figures stumle over toward the other gang's direction. "Those old guys better get back, before they get popped." Jordan thought to himself. The four old guys reached the other gang members, and stared at them for awhile. Jordan couldn't see their efinite forms because of the darkness, but he could out what looked like rotting rags, or something rotten. "What the **** you want, nig**! One of the Lion's members said. Than suddently the leading old guy grabbed him blindingly fast, and bit a giant chunk out of his neck. The other members shrieked in surprise almost as loud as the bitten guy, and they gunned down the zombie, but not before it could take another chunk out of the gangsters neck. The other three zombies proceeded to attack the last two Lions members. Jordan and his group watched in horror as they were eaten alive were they stood. The three zombies started tearing off chunks of skin of their victims. "C'mon nig**! Let's get the **** outta here!" John yelled, and ran down the street. Jordan didn't need telling twice, and him Ricky sprinted to catch up with John...