Zoey looked up at the night sky as that familiar helicopter rode over them giving the group of four the messgage to seek refuge at Mercy Hospital. Zoey looked over at her companions, Francis, Bill and Louis. They had gone through this same scenario countless times. Zoey grabbed ammunition, an extra pistol, a shotgun and a medical kit. She looked at her friends, ready to get a move on. They all nodded their heads in agreement. Louis was the first to open the door to the apartment building. The four stepped down the stairs carefully. "Quiet. There's Infected on the other side of this wall." Bill warned. "Yeah, I hear it." Louis said.
"Oh, for fuck's sake, they're just normal Infected and we're on easy mode!" Zoey was sick of the same thing all the time. She whipped around the corner and shot five rounds at the three zombies in the room. Two more zombies charged out from behind the kitchen counter. Zoey fired a round at each getting head shots.
"Damn, Zoey! You're good at killing these guys!" Louis complimented. "Of course I'm good at capping these fuckers! We've been doing this forever now! What's wrong with you retards!? Look!" Zoey casually walked over to a normal Infected laying its face against the wall. She punches the zombie in the back of the neck, killing it. "This is simple! This is shit!" Zoey was enraged after realizing her life was forever to be in this world of Infected humans.
During Zoey's rant, a normal Infected turned the corner from the stairs leading down. It ran directly at Zoey, scratching her back with its filthy hand. "AH! Motherfucker!" she yelled before blowing the mindless dead guy's skull in half. "Fuck this shit!" she screamed. "Louis, I hate you!" she said before jumping onto Louis and punching him squared in the face five times. Louis screamed in terror. "Zoey! What are you doing!?" he pushed Zoey off and jumped out the nearest window onto the street.
Zoey dived out the window after him. "I'll kill you!" she roared. Francis and Bill stood in the apartment baffled at Zoey's behavior. "Why Louis?" Francis asked. "Well, he does normally suck the most out of all of us." Bill trying to understand Zoey's attack.
Louis hit the pavement and ran like hell into another building. Zoey shot at Louis as he entered the building. "Do I look like one of them!?" she heard Louis shout. "Yes, you do! Stop asking that you fucking asshole!" Zoey screamed. She shot at the door and kicked it down. She pursued him down a hallway. "This is the best part of having unlimited pistol ammo! I can keep this up until an Infected kills me!" Zoey laughed. "Zoey, quite it!" Louis pleaded as he ran like a tiny child. Zoey managed a shot to his back, but he continued while screaming in a high pitch. The sign appeared in front of Zoey teller her not to shoot teammates. Zoey shot the sign until it broke in half. "Fuck off!" she yelled at the A.I. She continued after Louis.
Suddenly a Smoker wrapped its tongue around Zoey's neck and forced her against a wall. "Shit!" she cried. "Not yet! Not until I kill Louis!" she prayed. Louis shot the Smoker to death, saving Zoey. The Smoker fell backward off the roof it was hiding on and exploded into a puff of smoke. "Thanks..." Zoey grumbled. Louis grinned. "Can you stop shootin' my ass?" he asked. "No, bitch!" Zoey's voice returned to a scratchy yelling. She hit Louis in the face with her pistol and shot his eye out.
"Zoey! Please!" he begged her. Her face was red with anger. "I'll kill you, Louis!" she screamed as loud as possible. The sound echoed through the city, bouncing off the tall buildings. The sound of a car alarm was heard throughout the streets. The two heard a loud screeching. "Oh shit..." Zoey said making a break for it a split second before a horde of Infected tackled Louis and started ripping him apart and beating him.
Zoey ran through the streets frantically as the zombies grew tired of beating up Louis. Two Infected found her and stumbled over a car to get Zoey. Zoey shot them dead and continued to run like mad. She turned around when the street was quiet again. The dark road held nothing but dirt, a broken down car and some papers.
She heard a loud growling from behind her. She slanted her head to see a Hunter about to pounce right behind her. She dropped to the ground before it jumped. The Hunter flew right over her. It slid against the ground and turned to look at her. It raised its head high enough for its glowing yellow eyes to be visible. It snarled at Zoey and pounced again. Zoey punched the Hunter's nose and it fell backward to the street. It jumped up, but the second it kneeled close to the road, Zoey shot at it numerous times with her machine gun. It made a loud squeak before dying again.
Zoey turned her back to the dead undead creature and shifted her eyes to look at the street. "Wait up!" she heard Louis's desperate voice behind her. She looked back to see him limping toward her. "You don't give up, huh?" Zoey asked, putting her fists on her hips. "No, I guess not. I made it away from that horde alive!" Zoey looked him over. He was hurt. "Well, you're alive. Let's go find a Tank to smash your face in with or a Witch to throw you at." Zoey suggested. "Sounds like a plan!" Louis said, surprisingly peppy about his soon to be death.
They walked along silent streets, killing some zombies on the way. The reached an fork in the road, but the ground started shaking. "Oh, a Tank! You know what to do Louis!" Zoey said joyfully, hopping up and down and clapping her hands. "Alright!" he said running at the gargantuan Infected. It used its fleshy arm to fling him into a wall and continuously smash its fish into his body. Louis fell down, beaten senseless and blood trickling down his head. The tank charged at Zoey who shot it directly in its face. It died in one shot from the perfect hit. She walked over to Louis and helped him up. "What the hell was that!? You're barely unconscious, never ming being dead!" "I'm sorry, Zoey! It's hard to die on purpose unless you're on expert mode!" "Well, we're not, so make the best of it. Maybe we'll find a Witch or something." Zoey hoped as she shot behind her killing a Boomer on the roof without looking. "I don't wanna deal with a horde right now." she said through a sigh.
They continued on. "Where the fuck is Francis or Bill? I hope they aren't dead yet. I don't want to be left with your stupid ass." Zoey wondered. "They're probably fine. They're perfectly capable of surviving." Louis tried to assure Zoey. "Shut up. I don't wanna hear your retard voice." Zoey insulted for no apparent reason.
Zoey randomly stopped walking. "Hear that? It's crying." Zoey whispered and turned off her light. Louis turned off his light as well. "A Witch!" Louis exclaimed. "No shit, Eggplant. What else cries here besides you and Francis?" Louis looked at her oddly. "What, you never cry?" "No! I don't!" Zoey immediately answered getting close up to his face.
They spotted the Witch huddled up in an office building. The Witch sobbed loudly, looking at them as a warning. Her face glowed an evil and eerie red. Zoey shot the Witch once and pointed at Louis. "He did it! Kill the black dude!" Zoey screamed running for her life. Louis looked at Zoey run as the Witch slashed his head. Louis fell down as the Witch screamed horribly and furiously cut Louis with her long bloody claws. Louis was bleeding everywhere while the Witch ran in circles in fear.
Zoey reached the subways and looked around carefully. She didn't want to get attacked by anything. Louis crawled down the stair after her. "Hold up, Zoey! I'm alive! The Witch ran away before it killed me!" Louis said with his broken legs. "Bill and Francis must be dead. They would have met us here. That's the safe room." Zoey said pointing to the red door. "Well, I'm glad we both made it alive." Zoey and Louis stood (sat) there silently for a minute. Zoey looked down with annoyance. She shifted her eyes over to Louis then to the safe room. The looked at each other. Zoey lifted her arm and shot Louis in the face with her pistol. He skull was half blown off and his tongue sat outside of his lower jaw. Zoey walked to the safe room giggling with her hands folded behind her head.