Infection Kills

by The Real Hunter Doodles

Much has passed, many misfortunes have happened. Torture, regret, betrayal. But Hunter is not dead yet, and his friends are not yet safe. So he will struggle to insure their safety. From the infected, and himself. This is the journey of a man, who has survived the infection by becoming the very thing that caused it.

1. Running

Infection Kills

A/N: So, I've decided to start a new fan fiction and actually FINISH IT, yeah I know. Crazy right? Anyhow, if you've read any of my previous fan fiction. It's the same old comfort zone of Left 4 Dead, of which my persona originates. This new hunter main character is more up-to-date with my persona design. And should get much more interesting as the story progresses into, hopefully, a sequel. But I won't make any promises.

I will be typing this on my new iPad, which is one if the reasons I got back into this because it is so much more convenient to use.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy, if you like it leave a review, if you don't. Then you don't, you won't get maimed for disliking this so don't worry. Be constructive, and strict. I prefer it.

Also, sorry for rushing through the intro I just really wanted to get to the infection part of the story.

Chapter 1: Running

September 20th, 2011

"Another day, another failed job interview." I say in disappointment as I walk out of yet another business that refused to hire a Junior from high school.

"What's next?" I think as I scan my iPad looking for my schedule.

The only thing left to do was go to the store and pick up some groceries.

As much as I didn't want to, I had to pick these up for my Mom since she had recently had surgery and couldn't walk well.

As I walk, I see many, and I mean a lot of police cars pass by. One of them slows down next to me and says, "Kid, you should head home. Something might be going down soon." I reply with, "I'm just heading to the store real quick to pick up something, I only live a couple of blocks from there, I'm sure I'll be alright." He nods, tells me to stay safe and then looks at his police radio and rushes to wherever it told him to go.

After I pick up the items, while on the walk home I see an ambulance, fire truck, and a plethora of police cars pass by. I was beginning to get worried, what had happened that they need so many units? To me, it looked like they were all heading for Mercy Hospital. Was there some kind of disturbance or quarantine?

I run home and my father opens the door and announces my arrival to the house. I look at him and say, "Has something happened? What's wrong?"

He looks at me in disbelief and says, "Have you not seen all the police? It's chaos at the hospital!"

Bingo, I was right...

"We'll, yeah but-"

"Well all we are happy about is the fact that you are safe. We thought the police were going to pick you up due to the accident."

"What accident?" I say.

"Some guy came to the hospital claiming someone had bit him, his ear was missing."

"Oh god..."

"That's not all, the news was down there to report on something but they ended up reporting the man."

"How is tha-"

"Let me finish, while they were interviewing him, on live TV, he bites the news reporter!"

"Why?"

"We don't know, but about half an hour later, the news reporter bites the doctor working on his shoulder!"

We hear sirens and we run outside to see what happened. We saw a lot of people running from other people. The people chasing them tackled them and bit them! And they noticed us next.

"Let's get inside!" I yell.

We run inside and close the door, but someone's arm comes through the crack in the door and stops us from closing it fully.

"Just close the other door and lock it!" I tell my father.

He quickly does that and goes to get mother. Just to be sure, I put on all the locks, not just the one lock my father used. I head down the hallway and saw my Mom come out and give me a hug. "I'm so glad you made it home!" She was crying. "It's okay Mom, I'm fine!"

"We need to leave." My Dad says, I go into the living room and see our neighbors trying to smash down our window, even their kids were trying to get in.

"Let's hop the fence out back and get out on the other street!"

We head into our backyard and me and my Dad get the ladder so we can get over the fence easily. We let Mom go first.

As Mom climbs, we hear a crash, and look back and see that not only had they already gotten into the house, but they had also already started to break the sliding glass door that leads outside.

I tell my Dad to go, and once he gets over the sliding glass window falls.

In a panic, I try to get over too quickly, and I almost slip and have to catch myself. I'm about to put my first leg over the fence but one of them grabs me and digs their teeth in my ankle. I'm able to break their grip and kick them right in the chin. Once I get over, my Mom checks my wound and says it's already infected.

"You're gonna have to leave me,"

"What?!" My parents both say in unison.

"You saw what happened on the news! People who get bit turn into whatever our neighbors turned into! I can't walk, I will be safer here if I don't make too much noise. Mom, go into the house and make me something to eat for later just in case you can't make it back in time with a doctor. I'll be fine here."

My mom does as I say, she leaves a variety of sandwiches in an icebox next to me, as well as a few water bottles. She looks at me with tears in her eyes, kisses me on the cheek. And they both leave.

As they leave, I'm only able to stay conscious for a few minutes before falling into the most unpleasant sleep I've ever slept.