User:SixDog/Story

Alex Summer walked down a street in LA clutching his Weapon in his hands.As he walked down this desolate street he heard a shout.
 * "Hey kid,Need a safe room for a while?" said the mystery man.
 * "What do you need in return?" asked Alex.
 * "Help building baracades,theres a load of stuff round here that could help my group" replyed the man.
 * "No worries dude" said Alex.

Alex walked down and found a scrap heap filled with guns,ammo,food and some planks of wood.Alex stuffed his pockets with ammo,stuffed the food in his 'pack while carrying the wood and guns.Upon walking out of the heap he saw a lone zombie which he shot resulting in a horde chasing him,running to the safe house he shot some zombies while his new buddies held the horde of until Alex managed to kill them with a grenade he had found.Walking in the now unlocked door he was introduced to his new friends.Graham,the man who had invited him,was kitted out with a flamethrower and a long barrel desert eagle.Matt,a tall blonde haired man,had managed to find 2 Hunting Rifles and a Pistol.The third known as Ed was carrying a Crowbar but suddenly...


 * "He's turniing!" screamed Matt.

And sure enough ed had become a tank.Right in there saferoom.

Sixxys note:Story on hold.