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Of course, not all of them survived, but the ones that did were good fighters. Being a delinquent in their school meant they got into all sorts of trouble all the time. They had a lot of experience fighting against groups and in groups.

It allowed them to walk down the streets with next to no fear, as long as it was the regular type of zombies they dealt with. They were also quick to learn that it was best to avoid any zombie that didn\'t look so human.

Unfortunately for them, it wasn\'t the only thing they had to worry about. Dali was the leader of the biker group. He was a 16 year old teen who always wore a black leather jacket and had his hair gelled back.

However, due to the situation, he was unable to get a constant supply of gel, so his hair was in a bit of a mess. Then there was his best friend, Nit. He had messy hair and was always scratching his head, which was why they called him Nit.

These two, working together, was the core of the whole group, which included three other members. There was one more member that wasn\'t really a member, and that was Wiz. A ten year old boy, who was Dali\'s younger brother.

It was safe to say that, thanks to Dali, Wiz was able to survive, but he still had to be useful to the group. Wiz\'s task was acting as a scavenger. After an area had been cleared, he would pick up supplies and look after those that were most important to them, such as medicine and food.

Everyone carried bags on them, but Wiz\'s had the essential stuff, and a few odd bits and bobs in there.

On one of the streets, there was a store that looked like it still had a few supplies but there were also quite a few zombies inside. On Dali\'s order, they went in with their hammers and spanners and started to swing, killing the zombies in a few hits.

Once the area was cleared, it was time for them to get to work. With a smile on his face, Wiz quickly ran into the shop and started to get to work. He was happy to be helping the group in some way.

While the others were looking for their favourite drinks and more, Nit and Dali were standing guard, on the outside the shop, just in case there was anything unexpected that would occur.

"Hey, my heads itching, and you know what happens when that happens, right?" Nit said, as he was aggressively scratching his head back and forth.

"Yeah, it means we need to get you some cream for your dry scalp again. We should head to a pharmacy next. I doubt people would bother to take that stuff." Dali replied.

"No!" Nit said back. "It means that something bad is going to happen."

"You know I don\'t believe in that-" before Dali could finish his sentence, he could see a group of desperate people charging towards them.

Their bodies were thin, facial hair had grown over their faces, and their clothes were ripped and ragged with holes.

"Gives us the stuff, give us everything!" A woman screamed, holding two knives.

Immediately, with a spanner in his hand, Dali went forward and whacked the woman on the side of her head. These people were ones that were too afraid to go up against the zombies.

Too scared that they might get bit, infected, and turn into one themselves. So what they did was target human groups instead. To them, humans were easier to kill, at least less risky to kill.

There were a lot of them, around double the numbers of their group. Which meant even though Dali, Nit and the others were better fighters, some had gone into the shop, and one of the old men with a beard had headed straight for Wiz.

He ran past all of those that were busy and reached out for Wiz, who jumped to the side, causing the man to crash into one of the shelves. Quickly, grabbing the bag, Wiz ran, with the man chasing him.

"Wiz!" Dali shouted, as he kicked one person in the knee and then punched the other right in the face, but another person was soon in front of him before he could get to Wiz.

The old man continued to chase the kid, until they had reached the entrance of the subway station. Turning around, Wiz planned to go somewhere else, but the old man was right next to Wiz, and had crashed into him, pushing him down the subway stairs.

The bag was on his back, and a few lucky bounces meant that the stairs didn\'t injure him too much, as he continued to fall down them. Seeing how Wiz had gotten up, the old man smiled.

"Get back here!" the old man said, as he started to descend the stairs, until he saw Wiz run into the dark subway station. The old man stopped and clicked his tongue as he turned around and headed back up the stairs.

A few moments later, what the old man had expected to see was the rest of his group gathering supplies from the dead, but instead, it was his group that was dead, and the five biker gang members were standing in front of him.

"Where is Wiz!" Dali grabbed the old man\'s collar and immediately punched him in the face, it broke his nose and blood was spewing everywhere. "Tell me, where is Wiz?"

Dali punched the man again, asking the same question as he punched him again, and eventually threw him on the floor. He then lifted his foot ready to stomp him on his head.

"He ran underground… he ran into the subway station!" The old man said, as he passed out and his head tilted to the side.

"No… no!" Dali said, as he went towards the subway station, but Nit quickly pulled his arm back.

"What do you think you are doing, if you go down there you will die. We can\'t lose you, you have other people you need to help." Nit stated.

"But that\'s my brother, are you telling me to just leave my brother!" Dali asked, his eyes watering up.

"Look, your brother is clever, he might just be hiding and then will come back later. I\'m sure of it, so let\'s just hide somewhere and wait for your brother." Nit explained.

Although Dali wanted to chase after his brother… his legs were shaking at the thought of entering the subway. The group had entered the shop near the subway. Hiding inside it, behind the counters and sitting down toward the back.

No one said a word to Dali, they knew how worried he had to be. The subway was a dangerous place. Because it was underground, there was next to no light sources or electricity that was working down there.

On top of that, at the time of the attack, there was a highly concentrated amount of people. However, it wasn\'t as full of zombies as one would expect. Instead, it was full of specially evolved zombies.

Originally it was full of zombies, but due to the compacted space, the special ones started to eat each other, eating the crystals and began to evolve. The groups didn\'t know this, but had just heard that there were many special zombies underneath the surface, for what reason… only a few knew.

As they waited, no one seemed to be coming out, but instead a person was seen walking down the street. He looked calm, his clothes were in good condition, and his body was well built as well.

It was a male that didn\'t look too much older than they were. The man stopped at the staircase of the subway for a second, before deciding to walk in.

"What in the world… is that red haired person crazy?" Nit thought. Most people would think that in this situation, but Dali thought it was a good chance for him to save his brother.

The red haired man continued to walk in until he had reached the bottom of the staircase, and walked into the darkness.

"It\'s time… to get stronger."

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Thank you for all the support so far on LUZ. LUZ will be continuing on, and I hope I can do more chapters for all my series as time free\'s up in the future.