Yet again, another L4D fic coming from yours truly :P This time with a larger range of Infected!

Each survivor/infected will have a chapter to themselves before they group up again, so expect some boring crap coming at ya. :D

/]/]/] just signifies a page break c:

:Left 4 Dead/2 and all its glory belong to Valve:

Coming here was to set things right.

Fix the problem that's dwelled onto us ever since it happened.

Bring back what was rightfully ours.

How the hell were we suppose to know the Green Flu would surprise-butt-raep the town we traveled to?

/]/]/]

The inhuman shrills screaming behind me motivated my legs to keep running. One of them straining against its movements, a nasty bite wound is to blame for that.

I was tired, out of breath, how much longer to safety? Hell, probably where I was headed to was beyond safe grounds. Maybe I could count my blessings and be finished off quickly by God Knows What?

I acted half mindedly when bursting inside a drug store to my left, the door instantly toppled over by the cannibals screaming for flesh. My flesh to be exact.

I knocked down nearby shelves, hoping to buy me precious seconds of whatever hope I still had from those bloody freaks. I screamed when one of the zombies dodged the petty obstacles and lunged itself at me, grabbing hold of my arm and sinking its crooked teeth in my flesh. I yanked and thrashed against my attacker, smacking him over and over on the head with my melee weapon.

It wasn't till the 6th hit did he release his mouth and got a hard hit across the face by my frying pan (yes, frying pan people. You try to find a baseball bat, fancy katana, or even a rusty pipe when taken by surprise in a food court.) I put all pain calls on hold as I sprinted to a secured room in the gas station.

That secured room turned out to be a bathroom. I immediately locked the door and prayed to God these freaks couldn't break through metal and iron. I backed up from the dirty door, flinching when banging and clawing sounds erupted from the other side of the door. I began to sob, the pain and truth finally settling in as I pressed myself against one of the bathroom stalls. I slid down till I hit the ground, shaking and continuously sobbing as I ran both of my hands through my hair.

This was it then. This is how I am going to die. Get eaten by those bloody meat frenzies or turning into one of them, proof was given to me when seeing a cannibal bite a woman's neck in the food court we were hanging out in earlier.

We.

I clawed my face as I wept louder, what happened to the others? I brought my knees to my face, wrapping my arms around them to keep them still. I shook my head, trying to remember where we split apart when the attack happened.

Ok…Aras went to the bathroom, I didn't see if he ran out like the majority of us did. Katie had to leave early because her parents wanted her to come to the motel before 3, so she's probably somewhere safe. I lost Austin and Liz when taking the side entrance instead of the main, I think he went back 'home', Liz would have most likely followed. Tyler…he was still ordering food, oh God I think he got swallowed in by the horde.

I hissed and wailed at the burning pain in my leg and arm.

Owww…fuck.

I curled my toes and pressed my head against my knees, maybe focusing on something else would make the pain less unbearable?

Tough luck. I screamed and grasped my torso, rocking back and forth as the pain crawled up my legs and abdomen. I bit my lip till I tore skin, sobbing like a stupid baby as I clenched my itchy arm wound. I stared dumb founded at my limbs, I couldn't stop the shaking. I hugged myself tighter.

This isn't happening.

This isn't happening.

This isn't-

I muffled my scream the best I could, a shock ran through my body as bones started to crack and expand. I shook my head again, breathing unevenly as small bumps grew around my arm wound.

Everything felt hot, too hot. My skin, mouth, body, everything. Burning, just burning.

Make it stop!