Yo sup readers, so i had this idea for a fanfic that's been nagging for some time. I figured I'd write it to get it off my chest, and then maybe it would be easier to update my other fanfics if i just got this over with.

I gotta thank Actionphoenix260 for his advise and generally motivating me to submit this now instead of just waiting till I finally update everything else.

If your a strong Ed, Edd, N Eddy fan you should read some of his stuff. I would Rate his work an R for References which are like all over his stories if you look hard enough.

Of course on a personal note Ed, Edd, n Eddy is my all time favorite cartoon. Hope you guys enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ed, Edd, N Eddy or Left 4 Dead 1+2, though it would rock if i did.

Left 4 Ed

Intro:

Eddward M. Remington had always prided himself on being a a paragon among men, throughout his life he worked hard, achieved, and on a side note was quite the gentleman. When he had reached the age of 19 he was already lined up as top of his class, and his well kept files were almost bursting with acceptance letters from well known colleges all wanting to add him to their collection of geniuses. Yep life was going pretty well for him, though his physical success left much to be desired, he devised that an individual wouldn't need to run fast, or be very strong to better the world, and live a happy life. Though in his current situation it would probably help if he was less of a bookworm and more of a jock...

" WAIT FOR ME GENTLEMEN I SEEM TO HAVE FALLEN BEHIND!" The other two were already three floors above him, and the last twenty flights of stairs had taken a massive toll on his endurance. Hearing an ungodly noise down below prompted the would be college goer to quicken his pace. It would seem his logic, and intellectual prowess will be put to the test trying to keep him, and his fellow survivors alive.

Edwin H. James now that guy was an oddity, since he was born he had always been a bit..slow. Not that he was retarded or anything it just seemed that he took things at a much more sedate pace then others, while his peers would study, play, and be well... normal he was content staying in his room watching monster movies, reading comic books, rolling around in the dirt, and eating disturbing amounts of gravy. Though his academic achievements were way below average ( leading him to being held back more than once) his physical levels were almost superhuman, he could run miles without getting tired, or lift things several times his own weight laughing the entire time with a dopey smile on his face. At the age of 21 he finally graduated high school, and was looking forward to a life of doing whatever passed as fun to him. Indeed if not for the recent epidemic he would have probably spent his entire life in his parent's basement watching movies stuck in his own imaginary world. Ironic that his attributes that would have doomed him to a life as a goofy hermit, are going to be some of the most vital in his survival.

" This is just like issue # 47 in 'For Lunch My Brain was Munched' when the brave survivors had to escape from the tentacled cyborg's by reaching the evac station at a missile silo." Despite the ominous, and very real threat of being on the menu for a pack of undead cannibals Edwin still had a goofy grin on his face, and couldn't help speak his near empty mind while leading the group up the stairs. In his mind this was the ultimate game, and lord knew he was going to have some loads of fun.

Fast talking Eddy S. McGee known to many as a scam artist who'd steal his own grandmothers wheelchair, and sell it back to her. From a young age Eddy was taught the art of suckering the unsuspecting, and putting himself above all others. His entire life was an odd cycle of reaching mass popularity among his peers, then some how becoming the most hated guy around. Despite all of this he never stopped clawing his way back up to the top, even if another fall into becoming an outcast was around the corner. Being slightly short for his age, having a large ego, and his constant looking out for only himself, Eddy became accustomed to the harsher side of society. Almost flunking out of high school he deemed that the best way to go from rags to riches would be to use his quick wits, and the art of the scam to take the luck of others and turn it into his own fortune. It would seem his luck had ran out when the card game he was about to win was interrupted when one of the other players suddenly dropped dead, only to rise back up and start biting all the other would be pigeons.

" HEY FANCY PANTS EITHER PICK UP THE PACE OR GET LEFT BEHIND! " All of this was just another aggravating setback, and Eddy was going to make a buck off this if it killed him. And it just might if he doesn't learn to trust these losers, and use his quick wits to save them all.

" Geez...remind me to...take the...elevator..next time." Eddy finally reached the top a few seconds after Ed, who at the moment merely stood in front of the rooftop door with a vacant look on his face. " Whats the hold up lurch? " To Eddy's agitation the big guy just continued to stand there motionless like a statue, completely lost in his own mind.

" Must have blown a fuse trying to understand how to turn a door handle. " Chuckling at his own joke Eddy pushed past the apparently brain dead man in front of him. " Watch carefully now big guy, doors can be very tricky. " With smirk Eddy grasped the door handle, turned it, and pushed forward hitting his head on the non moving door.

" Ow! What the hell! " Eddy tried turning the handle in the other direction, and pushed the door even harder, the door continued to stay in one place. Quickly loosing his cool Eddy frantically turned the handle back and forth, while he rammed his shoulder savagely against the door, the entire time muttering curses words, and threats to the door's nonexistent offspring.

" I think the door's broke mister. " Ed's remark snapped Eddy out of his rage fueled tangent.

" No really? How did you figure that out lunkhead? " Eddy's anger still evident in his reply, to the taller, man beside him.

" Doors are always locked in zombie movies. " Ed then began looking around, and checking the pockets to his jacket. " Hey wasn't there another fella with us? "

As if on cue Eddward arrived at the top, sweating heavily, and wheezing for air. " Thank...you..for *wheeze* waiting...gentleman. " After taking a minute to catch his breath, he dusted himself off, and looked to the others expectantly. " Well shall we venture onward, and be rescued from this nightmare? " Edd headed toward the door, as if to open it, then stopped when he noticed the door's hinges looked rather rusty. " Oh dear, it would seem these hinges are in disrepair, probably from a lack of proper maintenance. This would surely thwart any attempts at opening it, and reaching the outside."

" Next time try explaining things in english brainiac. " Eddy's reply was a tad rude, but given the circumstances Eddward let it slide. " These are trying times for us all. "

" Well my sister always said my head would only be good for busting things open. " Ed rubbed his head a few times, then put his fingers on his head like bull horns.

" Good lord man! You cant possibly be serious can you? " While Eddward came to grips with Ed's odd solution Eddy walked up to the now snorting, Ed and looked as if he was going to stop him.

" Sockhead's got a point there big guy, you wouldn't be able to open the door that way. " Eddward sighed in relief glad that at least the other stranger was being rational. Then he noticed the short man, picking up the taller one, and aiming him as one would a battering ram. " If you really want to knock it down we're gonna need some momentum, now think of something pretty, this might hurt a little. " Eddy began charging forward aiming Ed's head at the center of the door.

" This reminds me of the time i went go carting with my friend Ellis. " Ed's goofy smile turned into full blown laughter as he was clearly enjoying himself.

" Wham! " The door was no match for the sheer thickness of Ed's head flying off the very hinges, Ed's head on the other hand remained perfectly intact despite what would have been catastrophic trauma to any normal human being. " Ha ha...ouch."

" See now that's how you open a door kiddies." After putting Ed down Eddy walked out the door way observing the rooftop, and to his great disappointment there was a extreme lack of a helicopter in the area. " What the hell! Don't tell me we missed the last way out! "

While checking to make sure Ed was ok ( who clearly was, or perhaps wasn't since he hadn't stopped laughing since making contact with the once proud door.) he heard Eddy's cries of distress from outside and went to investigate. Taking a quick look around it was easy for the young prodigy to understand what had happened. They had been left behind. Stranded in a city populated by the living dead, and to make things worse... the survivors he was forced to work with were completely out of their minds.

" Aww we missed the bus didn't we guys? That's the last time I sleep in during a zombie invasion. " Edd , and Eddy both looked at the slow witted man that stood between them, oddly enough his remark and the still present goofy smile on his face gave them both a small sense of hope, hell Eddy even chuckled a bit following it with a short reply. " Lump. "

After a long sobering silence it was Eddward who decided to speak first. " Well gentleman it would seem that for the time being we're better off staying together, so introductions are in order. My name is Eddward M. Remington, and I'm glad to meet your acquaintance."

" Whoa that's so cool my name is Ed too, well actually my names Edwin but you can call me just call me Ed! " Both Edd, and Ed began talking excitedly about their names the chances of running into someone with a similar name was odd, even more so during a zombie outbreak. Both Ed's were snapped out of their chatter when the last member of their group finally spoke.

" Eddward right? " Edd nodded his head, indicating that it in fact was his name. " Spelled with two D's correct? " Edd nodded again, not quiet sure why it mattered. " Well for now I'll just call you Double-D, or Edd for short. " Eddy paused a moment before continuing, unsure why he was about to share any personal info with almost complete strangers. " The names Eddy, Eddy S. McGee I guess if I'm going to team up with a couple of oddballs its only fitting that they share the same name as me. "

" So does anyone have a plan B for surviving a zombie apocalypse? "

" Well we could just be cliche, and head for the nearest mall. "

" Just like in Zombie fighter extreme 3, this is going to be the best road trip ever. "

End.

Should this Edvenure be continued you be the judge. I can honestly say its the readers, and their reviews that keep me updating so if you guys think this should be more than just a one shot let me know.

Also what do you think? Since I'm pretty new to writing Ed, Edd, Eddy fanfics the characters probably seem a little OC sorry bout that.

Well that's all for now so later folks.

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