A/N The letter that Lucy gets from Joey, you dont really have to read unless you want to.
Finally getting off of her laptop at three in the morning Lucy noticed very faint crying coming from the downstairs living room. Putting on her favorite red zombie rules hoodie she went to the living room. Carefully walking down the stairs she saw her mom or what looked like her mom crying on the couch. Very slowly she walked up to her mom not making any noises she noticed that the creature on the couch was no longer her mom. The differences she could tell was that the creature had long sharp claws, wouldn't stop crying. Not wanting to bother whatever it was she quietly went back up to her room. Turning on her TV to the news she sat on her bed halfway listening to epidemic that was going on. Hearing the one thing that she wanted to hear (that the zombie apocalypse was going on and everyone who wasn't infected to get to safety as soon as possible) she turned off the TV and listened to the now hectic world around her. Pulling the hood of her hoodie over her face she curled up into a small ball and fell asleep.
Waking up to scratching on her door she figured that whatever it was that was in the living room wandered up to her bedroom. As she waited for the scratches to die down she packed what she needed into her schools backpack. The first thing that she packed was her laptop. Then she packed some cloths along with a first aid kit, the emergency food she kept safely hidden under her bed, and some bottled water. Looking up just in time to see the door get blown off the hinges she ran to the window opened it quickly and climbed out and on to the roof using the latter her dad made her before he died.
Reaching the top of the house roof she grabbed the latter and pulled it up with her hoping nothing fallowed her. Hearing growls/crying coming from her room she smacked her forehead remembering that she didn't grab her brand new sword and engraved dagger. Slowly moving to the edge she grabbed a somehow got thrown up here rock into her bedroom and heard it hit the wall outside her bedroom once there bedroom door. Carefully moving the later back to its normal spot she climbed down to her room. Thankful that her sword and dagger were beside the window she quickly grabbed them both. Seeing that the zombie or whatever it was coming back she threw her dagger at its head. Hitting its mark between the eyes the zombie fell backwards on its back dead. Walking up to it she grabbed her dagger and whipped the blood off on her bed cover.
Walking up to her window again she looked back out of it to see if any other zombies were walking around. Smiling at seeing none she climbed back up to the roof. Retrieving the later and seating it beside her she enjoyed the cool summer breeze. Laying down she watched the peaceful night sky and listened to the noises all around her. Seeing that the sun was coming up she made sure her hood was over her face. Sitting back up she heard growling coming from behind her. Tightening her grip on the dagger she turned around ready to fight. Hearing a gunshot she stared at the zombie in front of her fall forward and lie there dead.
Carefully going around the dead zombie she leaned over the edge of the roof where the gun shot came from. Seeing a woman standing there ready to shoot again she quickly grabbed her later, placed it on the side of the house and climbed down to the ground. Still ready for anything she said, "Will you please put that gun away? I know that was a zombie, but what kind of zombie wears a hoodie." while removing her hood. "Hey guys I found another survivor. Well explain once we get to camp. By the way my name is Zoey. Would I have the pleasure of knowing your name?" Lucy stayed silent as the other survivors came closer. Not answering Zoey's question she turned around saying, "Never mind I will find things out on my one. I wouldn't want to be caught being around these Weirdo's."
Pointing to the three guys behind Zoey she started to walk until her hand got grabbed. "I case you want to know what types of zombies are out there we made a small list of the ones we have seen." Pulling her hand away she started running, putting the note in her pocket and pulling her hood up once more. Not looking back she kept running. Having a small smile on her face she ran faster dodging anything and everything in her way. With every zombie in her way she sliced their heads off using her sword. Doing nothing but running and killing zombies for hours Lucy debited whether or not to stop and rest. Listening to her growling stomach she sighed and found an abandoned building to rest in for a little while.
Killing all of the zombies on the first and second floor of the two story house after locking the doors she fell face first onto the main bedrooms queen sized bed. Slipping off the arms of her backpack she let it fall to the floor. Then she grabbed the note out of her pocket, turned around onto her back and started to read.
Dear fellow survivor,
First off is the common infected.
They are the most common zombie you will find. If you watch zombie movies those are what you call the common infected. By themselves they are week but in a group or other known as a horde (most common name used) they are stronger.
Next is the special infected.
1) The Boomer:
Is a Special Infected that vomits special bile at Survivors, which temporarily blinds them and draws Common Infected to them. At a distance the Boomer isn't much of a threat; his large size and low health make him an easy target against any weapon at mid or long range. However, if within range he can vomit on Survivors, attracting the Horde. When he dies, he explodes, covering any Survivors who are close enough with bile, blinding them and causing them to stumble backwards. The Boomer is notorious on the Expert difficulty for being able to snipe Survivors. Boomers can be anticipated because of the near-constant gurgling they make.
2) The Hunter:
Is a Special Infected that is not as mutated on the outside. The Hunter is extremely fast and agile, capable of quickly scaling walls. Additionally, he can pounce and pin down Survivors, clawing at their abdomen until either the victim is dead or the Hunter has been knocked off or killed by another Survivor. They are not the most physically robust Infected, having relatively low health, and thus it doesn't take very much to kill them. When the Hunter crouches down in preparation to pounce, it growls, giving it away to any nearby Survivors. However, whilst standing, it makes no noise. The Hunter is the only Special Infected that can remain absolutely silent.
3) The Smoker:
Is an ambush class that can strangle Survivors with its long tongue, similar to Half-Life's Barnacle. The help of another Survivor is required to escape from a Smoker's hold (though if quick enough it is possible, though difficult, to kill a Smoker who has already grabbed you). As the name implies, Smokers emit smoke when killed to impair Survivors' vision. A Smoker also will frequently cough, letting the Survivors know when he is in the area. The Smoker can drag survivors that he has captured with his tongue towards himself, though he remains stationary and cannot move. The Smoker is also momentarily paralyzed for a few seconds after having his tongue removed from his captive by another Survivor.
3) The Tank:
Is the biggest and strongest of all the Infected and is reasonably fast, only slowing if hit with large amounts of automatic weapons fire or when lit on fire. If any Survivors have good health (including health gained from Pain pills or the Adrenaline Shot) are running away from the Tank, it will not be able to catch them, as they can run slightly faster. The Tank has incredible strength and resistance―his punch can send Survivors flying, rendering them temporarily defenseless, and in Expert mode, instantly incapacitate them. The blow can send Survivors off high hazards to their deaths. He is also capable of throwing chunks of concrete that he rips out of the ground to momentarily stun Survivors and dealing the same damage as a punch from a Tank. It can also punch large objects in the direction of Survivors with enough force to incapacitate them instantly. Nevertheless, the Tank will die within 30 to 45 seconds if set on fire (varying with the difficulty).
5) The Charger:
The Charger's main attack is charging forward and plowing into the Survivors. On a successful charge, he will grab and carry a single Survivor while knocking down the others. Once the Charger has hit a wall or other surface, or after he has run a certain distance, he will begin slamming his captive into the ground until an ally frees them. If he misses and hits a wall, he will stumble, leaving him open to attack. The Charger can be detected by the Survivors by the warped growling noise he makes. He will announce his charge with a loud bellow. The Charger appears to have a rocky or calloused surface on his larger right arm, which may be what he uses to inflict most of his force when charging, while his other arm appears to have no bones or muscle. Because of his hulking size, the Charger cannot be shoved off with melee, and must be killed in order to release his victim. If a Survivor has explosive rounds, they will dislodge the Charger from the Survivor and stumble him. Any Survivor that has been knocked out of the way during his charge will fly a considerable distance and slowly stand back up, making the Charger a deadly foe in cramped hallways or near high passageways. He is also the strongest and most durable of the Special Infected (excluding the Tank and the Witch).
4) The Jockey:
He is a small Infected that attacks Survivors by clinging to them from behind and literally riding the Survivor while attacking them. He can shift his weight around and cause the Survivor to stumble in his desired direction, giving this Special Infected a type of control over the Survivor. Survivors who are being ridden by the Jockey can attempt to "resist" the Jockey, which will allow other survivors a chance to catch up and knock the Jockey off. Jockeys can ride Survivors into dangerous situations, such as into natural hazards, Witches, or other Infected; a Jockey can also pull a Survivor off of a ledge, causing them to become incapacitated, or riding them to their death if they are not resisting. The Jockey seems to have a spinal disease, similar to kyphosis, giving him a hunched appearance. He also has a maniacal laugh and is constantly twitching, giving him a sort of hyperactive nature.
7) The Spitter:
She possesses the ability to spit a green ball of acid from long distances, which, upon hitting the ground, will expand into a large puddle and damage any Survivors who make contact with it. After spitting, however, the Spitter is temporarily paralyzed for a second, giving the Survivors a chance to kill her. The longer the Survivor stands in it, the more damage the Survivor takes from the goo. This ability allows the Spitter to aid other Special Infected; for instance, if a Hunter pounces a Survivor, a Spitter can spit upon that Survivor, causing even more damage. However, in spite of such a useful ability, the Spitter is very weak in terms of health, so taking out a Spitter will be an easy task. Upon death, the Spitter leaves a similar, smaller kind of puddle that has the same effect on the Survivors. She is one of the most powerful Infected if Survivors are caught standing in her spit, and are too distracted to move quickly due to other Infected or a lack of awareness at damage being dealt. On Scavenge mode or any finale requiring Gas cans, when Gas cans are dropped, the Spitter's goo will ignite the Gas cans if left in the goo long enough.
8) The Witch:
Generally only appears a few times per campaign, and is passive unless provoked by flashlights, gunfire, or Survivors in close proximity. Pistol fire does not provoke her easily, but it will do only a small amount of damage. She is very powerful, capable of incapacitating, and even killing Survivors with one hit. Witch cries loudly, which Survivors will mention they hear. While the Witch can be killed, it is best to avoid startling her unless absolutely necessary. The most common means of her being startled is by staying near her too long or bumping into her. The flashlight will quicken her agitation rate, as she stands up faster with a flashlight shone near (or on) her.
The Witch is very rarely found in small rooms and normally stays off the main route, but has been found in front of safe rooms (or even inside the safe room), doorways, and in the middle of streets. Once a Witch has killed a Survivor, she will retreat out the area and completely disappear. However, in some strange cases, the Witch has been known to kill the closest Survivor to her. This does not usually happen, and when it does, the Witch runs off as normal after killing the Survivor. Also, if a survivor blocks the Witch from attacking the Survivor who startled her, she will attack the Survivor blocking her and either incapacitate the blocking survivor and run away or incapacitate both survivors. If the Witch is lit on fire (Molotov, Incendiary ammo, Gas can) while she is chasing a Survivor, she will immediately start chasing after whoever burned her. Even if she is retreating, if she is lit on fire, she will go after that Survivor even though she either killed another Survivor or one locked themselves in a safe room.
9) The Wandering Witch:
She is seen only in the daylight hours, aimlessly wandering around and sobbing loudly with her head in her hands. Her constant movement makes The Wandering Witch harder to avoid, but she is also far more introverted and reacts only to direct attacks or physical contact. One can even damage her slightly without startling her. Unlike the sitting Witches, she does not seem to be alerted more readily by flashlights.
Hope this helped in your curiosity on learning the different types of infected. Have a wonderful zombie free day
From:
Zoey, Bill, Francis and Louis
Wadding up the letter as best she could thronging it across the room. Sitting up she listened to and unusual sounds in the house. Hearing nothing she stood up and went down to the kitchen to fix herself something to eat. Stopping at the kitchen door she saw an infected digging through the fridge. Backing up slowly getting ready to turn she got pounced on and fell face first into the floor. Mentally cursing to herself for not being a tad bit more careful. Getting her dagger ready to fight she noticed that he wasn't ripping her to shreds. Turning her head to see him she saw that all he was, was lonely. Smiling she stood up with him clinging to her shoulders for dear life. Laughing she walked back to the kitchen. Letting go of his legs she let him slid off of her back. Saying with a sweet smile she said, "I was told that all zombies were suppose to be scary, but for some reason I'm not afraid of you. I'm hungry what about you? What kind of infected are you anyways?" He said in a hushed voice with a little bit of a growl behind it, "I'm just going to ignore the first statement. Why do you think I was Looking though the fridge for, I'm starving. I'm just a lonely little hunter looking for my old friends. Names Nathan what's yours?"
Digging through the fridge for something eatable to eat she said, "I'm Lucy, it nice to meat you Nathan." Then she went through the cabinets still not finding anything to eat she face palmed remembering that she had food in her backpack. Running upstairs to get her bag Nathan followed her like a puppy. Reaching the room she sat on the bed and opened her bag. Digging through it she found her food stash. Smiling she pulled out her prize to show to the world. Smile fading slowly she softly said, "Nate now that you're a special infected you're going to have to eat human flesh. I know it sounds discussing, but you might like it." Patting his head she walked back down to the kitchen.
As she reached the kitchen Lucy heard noises in the front room. Smiling at only seeing Nathan she went back to the kitchen to eat thinking, "Wow he is fast on his feet." Reaching the kitchen table she sat in one of the four chairs and started to eat. While eating she traced the engraving (To my darling Lucy love daddy) on her daggers handle. Not eating very much of her food she closed the container and picked up her dagger, then went back upstairs. Sitting on the bed she sat the container beside her. Aiming for a random spot on the wall in front of her she threw the dagger. Hitting the invisible target she got yet another bull's-eye. Smiling she said, "I know you probably can't hear me dad, but I'm betting better at throwing my dagger. Just wanted to let you..."
Being interrupted by a gunshot she quickly got up grabbed both her dagger and sword and ran downstairs. Hearing the door being kicked down she stopped at the bottom step. Seeing the survivors and Nathan she ran in between them. Throwing her dagger in between her and the survivors as an warning shot she held out her sword ready to fight. She said, "What are you guys doing here and can't I be left alone for a little while?" Then she yelled, "LEAVE HIM ALONE!" The big guy stepped forward ignoring the warning. He said, "Names Francis, how bout yours. We are here to kill that creature that you are protecting. He is a danger to all of us survivors." Taking a few more steps he pulled the dagger out of the floor and walked closer to Lucy.
Not liking that he had her dagger she used her sword to cut off his hand when he got close enough. Smiling she watched him fall to his knees while he bleed badly cursing at her. The other three looked at her scared half to death. The other two men ran to help there Conrad while Zoey stood there not wanting to move. Grabbing her dagger from the severed hand she made a mental note of having to clean it later. Then she walked over to Nathan hiding in a corner. She held out her free hand to help him up whispering, "I'll make sure they never come here again. Did you go out and cause some havoc somewhere near them?"
Grabbing her hand he said, "Well I kind of bumped into a witch and they probably heard the witch screaming. So of course after killing her they came after me." Dropping both her sword and dagger she wrapped him in a tight hug. Knowing very well that they had to get far away from these four survivor freaks she quickly picked up her weapons and ran up the stairs dragon Nathan with her. As she ran up the stairs her hood came off of her head. Reaching the main bedroom she pushed him in and shut the door. Leaning on the closed door she slid down it breathing hard.
Letting go of her sword she jabbed her dagger in to the floor over and over cursing to herself. Stabbing the floor one last time she put her knees against her chest and laid her head on her arms. Hearing footsteps she looked up slowly tears dreading to flow out of the corners of eyes. "What's wrong Lucy?" said as kindly as he could. Getting up with no emotion on her face she walked over to the bed, she repacked her bag and put her sword in its rightful place on the backpack. "We need to get out of here before they come back again." She said with a blink tone. Placing her hood back over her head she walked out grabbing her dagger from the floor.
Walking for hours Skye didn't find any more survivors so she desisted to go back home. Seeing that there wasn't even any zombie she drug the end of her chainsaw on the dirt road. Walking casually enjoying the summer breeze. Getting bumped in to she turned on her chainsaw and got ready to fight. Seeing it was a little girl she said, "What are you doing out here all alone little one?" Only getting growls for a response she laughed while chopping off the girls head. Seeing the head go flying and blood spilling everywhere she started walking again dragging her chainsaw on the ground once more.
Reaching her home a few hours she walked through the open door hearing crying like normal. She yelled, "Hey guys I'm home. Sorry couldn't find any food again today." Sitting her chainsaw by the door she walked to the living room where most of the crying was coming from. Sitting on the very tore up couch she watched one of the littlest witches get up and walk over to her.