this is my first L4D story. i do NOT own the game. i only own kaida. go easy on me, i'm not that good at spelling
"BOOMER!" Zoey called causing everyone to look at the oversize infected waddling down the alley after them.
"Mine" Francis said aiming his shotgun at it
"NO WAIT!!"
Too late. The buckshot popped the boomer like a balloon, spraying bile on the four people the world had left for dead. The howls of the incoming horde made them run even faster. Luckily there was a safe house at the end of the alley. After running inside (and dragging Francis back in after he ran back out hell bent on fighting) Louis wedged the steel bar in place. As everyone caught their breath bill looked around. "Where's Zoey?"
"You guys may want to see this." A voice said from a different room.
"Look for the pale goddess. She helped me escape from a tank"
"She saved my wife from a smoker"
"Must be quite a girl"
"Is she military?"
"Listen for music" "Or CEDA?"
"I don't think so. The military doesn't use butterfly knives."
"or a sawn off shotgun"
Everyone was thinking the same thing as they read the Graffiti
"Do you think it's another survivor?" Zoey asked.
"We should try to find her" Louis added
"Let's look for her on our way out of the city" bill said. "She might need help. We'll start in the morning. Get some sleep people."
"I hate search and rescue"
"SHUT UP FRANCIS!"
As the sun set the last few rays faned out over the city and reflected off of anything they could. Including a rifle scope. "Just a little bit further….THERE!" a loud bang echoed thru the city as a tank fell to it's knees. It's neck now a crimson fountain . 5 blocks away a young woman was adding a tally mark to her rifle. A smoking .50 BMG shell lay by her boot. As the moon came up the light reflected off her pale white skin making it glow. "this is going to be a good night" she said to herself as she loaded her rifle…..