Chapter 9: Train of Darkness
"Hell!" I yelled as i broke in to a dead run to my friends limp body,"Find that god forsaken Grennade laucher!" Diving to my friends body as the grenade blows the wall im running to shards, sending rubble and debris flying up and crushing the black truck stained with brain matter and scroached with fire.Landing a good six yards from my friend,I roll in the rubble, feeling something fall loose but pay no head to it. I reload my weapon with fear in my stance, my hands shaking, I see a man running from a house. He runs with a shotgun in hand and with sun baked skin.I raise my rifle and fire. Hitting his feet, I see his leg muscle give way and bleed out onto the hot summer asphault. The man now crawling and bleeding, I fire but my weapon only misfires and jams. "SHIT im Jammed!" I yell to my brother.
"Stop shooting assholes and start helping JB!" I hear him retort back to me, as he sent a three round of 9mm's into the mans abdomen that i had jsut crippled. Spraying a bloodfeast onto the wall behind the dead man, Barely coming out of my trance, I start into a crawl in the direction of my friend. My last friend not consumed by this legion of death. Crawling I see the man that is my friend, moving. Crack! I the gunfire, the unmistakable rack of AK47's bolt, and i see the tracer go past me and send a single 7.62 into JB's Skull. Splatering everything well in a four feet radius in a light layer of blood and brain. Weeping, I start back in a dead run to the dumpster that Eric is laying down cover fire.
While Running I see Alyx, the individual that we met only acouple of days ago and now we trusted her with our lives. She had even threatened us before we trusted her, She had put a revolver to the head of my brother. But it has all changed now, I see Alyx covering Eric's rear with a mossberg firing into the windows where gang member are reigning lead down on their heads." Guys JB is...." I started to yell as a grenade hit the asphalt where Alyx and Eric were standing, throwing their bodies up and into the wall. and showering me with shapnel in the arms."Fuck" I scream as the peices of wall and metal lascerated into my arm. As blood started to drip slowly out of my arm and onto the black tarmac street. I fired at nothing in particular. Just firing at every window i saw. The automatic fire ceased on their part, And I was alone, until eight men, dressed in gang colors formed in a semicircle around me.
" You Fight Good mang. Come fight for us and we'll let you live on our turf." said a man with a m79 grenade launcher in his hand.
I didnt respond i just ran at him. I pumped so much fury and anger into my muscles that they burned. Burned like battery acid. I shove the buttend of my rifle into his stomach. Making him double over. I then rammed my barrle down into his neck and squeezed the trigger. My weapon didnt fire, it made a clicking noise as it dry fired mean that i had spent my ammo in a craze of bloodlust. A man next to him then fired a single bullet into my abdomen. Hitting the vest, it only cracked ribs and decked me. my bare head head hitting the hard street, Hearing it crack and splinter bonefragments into my brain. I feel the cold feeling of shock start to slip in. I think the other man next to him fired a burst of 7.62's into my leg. while two men pick me up and start to carry me to the pile of dead out side their turf, I feel the train of darkness speeding over me. I knew that my luck streak was over, I was a first class member on this train of darkness, going through the tunnel that led only to hell> A hell with my friends and family a hell where i didn't have too shoot my neighbors. A good hell.