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"Talking"
'Thoughts'
Half Human-Half Witch
14 years before first infection
A small girl the age of six ran out into her front yard, from her two story house onto the lawn, after hearing from her mother that her best friend was coming over. Her red hair bounced up and down from her shoulders as she ran into the yard, her blue eyes scanned for any sign of her friend's mother's van. A bright smile plagued her face, and her cheeks turned a bit red as a small breeze of wind blew passed her.
She had a long sleeved sweater, one size too big, on. She, ever few seconds, was pulling up one of the sleeves back over her hands only to have it fall back down. She had jeans on, and some barbie princess shoes on.
Her smile never vanished from her as she waited in chilly fall weather for her best friend, who she meet when she was three. The familiar sound of a vehicle filled her ears. She quickly looked around to see if she could see the van. She saw a truck go by her street, her smile disappeared from her face. Soon after another vehicle could be heard in the distance. Then, a familiar red van could be seen as it turned onto her street.
The girl's smile quickly came back to her face and got then brighter as the car approached toward her. She stuck her arm into the air and waved it back and forth as hard as she could. It felt like if she waved any harder her arm would fly off. As the van pulled into the driveway the back seat siding door was opened. A small girl the age of seven,just turned, jumped out of the van.
Her dark brown hair pulled up into a ponytail, her brown eye's stared up at the girl standing on the lawn. Her checks had a red tint to them as the wind hit her in the face. A smile came to her face as she looked at her friend. She wore red jacket that was zipped up, some worn out jeans, and sneakers on her feet.
"Zoey!" The girl on the lawn cried out as she ran to greet her friend. "Chelsea!" Zoey said as she ran at the girl. They grab each others hands and jumped around in a circle. Zoey let go of one of Chelsea's hands. "Come on, lets go play in your back yard." Zoey pulled Chelsea toward the backyard.
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A few hours later
Both Zoey and Chelsea laid, next to each other, on their backs looking toward the sky. "Say Zoey will we always be friends? Chelsea asked her friend. Zoey turned her head and gave Chelsea a confused look. "Of course silly." Chelsea sat up, "How can you be sure." Zoey also sat up, and dug into her pocket, "I have an idea." She stated as she pulled a handle out of her pocket. Zoey pressed a button on the handle and a blade unsheathed. It blade startled Chelsea, "Zoey where did you get that!"
"I'm borrowing it." Zoey lied. "Anyway I saw these two boy's do something once. They called it the bond of brotherhood. They cut one of their thumbs and then pressed both their thumbs together." Zoey said as she pricked her thumb, wincing a little as the blade poked her skin. Blood flowed out of her thumb, "Hold out your thumb and try not to cry." Chelsea was hesitant at first, but gave Zoey her thumb. Zoey was as gentle as possible, and pricked Chelsea's thumb. Tears came to her eyes as the blade pierced her skin.
Blood came out as the Zoey pulled the blade away. "Now give me a thumbs up." Zoey said, Chelsea complied and gave a thumbs up. Zoey gave a thumbs down and pressed her thumbs against Chelsea's. "This is the sign of our friendship. This is our bond of sisterhood." Zoey said her blood mixing with Chelsea's blood.
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3 years before first infection
Chelsea, the age of seventeen,sighed as she grabbed her books out of her locker. School had just ended five minutes, its Friday, and everyone wanted to go home. She brushed her part of her hair behind her ear. She shut the door to her locker and Zoey, the age of eighteen, popped up, "Boo!" Chelsea jumped in surprise and blushed. "Jesus, Zoe's don't do that." Chelsea yelled at her friend. Zoey just smiled at her friend, "You, me and Night Living in Dread." Zoey stated as she thrust the movie into her best friends face.
"I don't know Zoe's, I have a project due on Monday." Zoey looked at her like she was crazy. "Chels, Friday night is always horror movie night." Zoey stated as a fact. The every Friday night trend started about five years ago, when Zoey first discovered the thing know as horror movie. She just could not stopped watching them, Chelsea on the other hand did not like horror moves as much as Zoey. Zoey gave her the pouting face. "I guess, I could do it tomorrow." Chelsea sighed. Zoey smiled at her, "I knew you wouldn't let me down."
Zoey and Chelsea walked out the Zoey's Chrysler, that was parked down the street. They both hopped into it, and Zoey started the car up and started heading toward her house. As they arrived and Zoey pulled into her driveway, Chelsea having just finished texting her mother, telling her where she was. They both grabbed their stuff and walked into the one story house. "No-one will be home tonight so the house is all ours Muhahaha." Zoey let out a evil laugh as they walked into the living room, Chelsea lightly popped her on the head, "What have I told you about evil laughing." Zoey mumbled something while walking toward her room down the hall.
Chelsea followed her shortly after. She found Zoey laying on her bed watching T.V. on her 57' T.V. A stack of DVD's sat on the floor next to the T.V. The T.V. sat on a stand in the corner on the far side of the room. A DVD player sat on the level below the T.V., and below that on the next level sat an Xbox 360. The bed was adjacent to the door and was up against the wall. "So we're going wait till its night to watch this movie?" Chelsea asked. Zoey sat up, "Duh that's when its the best time to watch scary movies." She stated. Chelsea sighed, walked over, and sat on the floor took out a notebook and started to write.
"What are you writing?" Zoey asked, Chelsea looked at her. "I'm starting my project." She said going back to her work. "But you said you'd do it tomorrow." Zoey said remembering what her friend said. "Yes I did say that, but I'm starting it now, and I'll finish it tomorrow." Chelsea stated her intentions. Zoey just mumbled to herself again. A few hours past before Zoey decided to start the movie. Chelsea put her stuff away, she had gotten half her project done while waiting.
Chelsea sat back against the wall, and Zoey sat next to her. Most of the time when watching a horror movie Chelsea's face was in Zoey's shoulder. Zoey didn't mind though and most of the time thought it was cute. This time was not different, but at the same time it was different, during the middle of the movie Zoey found herself staring at Chelsea. Chelsea slowly looked up to see if the zombie's where done devouring the people. She meet Zoey's eye's and couldn't look away, she seem to be drinking in Zoey's beautiful brown eye. Then something happened that change their lives. Zoey brought her head down and took Chelsea's lips with her own.
Chelsea was stunned at the kiss at first, but soon started to kiss back. 'This is amazing!' Zoey thought to herself, as Chelsea ran her hands through Zoey's hair taking it out of its ponytail. Chelsea had never considered herself gay or thought about kissing anyone let alone her best friend. 'Well I guess we're not friends anymore.' Chelsea thought to herself. They soon, slowly, pulled a part for air as the movie played on. Neither person paying attention to it. Chelsea wrapped her arms around Zoey's neck, and brought their lips together again.
As they kissed Chelsea fell onto her back and pulled Zoey with her. Zoey slowly pulled away for air again, but remand hovoring over Chelsea. She stared into Chelsea blue eyes, lost in their ocean blue color. Chelsea gave a bright smile, and Zoey returned that smile. They started strip each other of their clothing. The movie played in the background completely forgot. Zoey turned the T.V. off, so the sound did not bother them. They both would remember this night, forever.
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5 hours before first infection
"So are you on the plane yet?" Chelsea heard her girlfriend ask over the phone. "Yes Zoe's I'm on the plane." Chelsea giggled at her girlfriend's impatience's. "You know patience's is a virtue." "And your dead sexy." Chelsea rolled her eyes at her girlfriends antics. The captain came over the speakers, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now ready for take off. Please turn off all cell phones, and have an enjoyable flight." "I have to go Zoe's see you in seven hour." Chelsea heard her girlfriend whimper a little, "Yay I understand, I love you." "I love you too." Chelsea hung up her cell phone, and placed it in her purse.
She quickly took off her black zip up jacket, as she took it off her white long sleeved work shirt popped up. She smoothed out her blue school girl skirt, that stopped after her knees. She placed her jacket in her lap, and clicked her high heels together in anticipation to she her girlfriend. As the plane took off, she placed some headphones into her ears and stared out her window as music played from her Ipod .
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2 hours after first infection
Chelsea took out her earphones as the plane started to descend onto the runway, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we have arrived at our destination. We hope you've had an enjoy flight, and hope you will decide to fly with us again." The captain came over the radio as the plane pulled into the terminal. Chelsea put her jacket back on leaving it unzipped, and grabbed her purse. Walking off the plane she pulled out her phone and hit Zoey's speed dial number. It started to ring.
"Hi Zoey here, if your hearing this I probably lost my phone and can't find it, so leave a message and I'll get back to you when I find this phone." A beep was heard, "Zoe's I'm here and waiting on you." Chelsea said, leaving a message. She shut and put her phone in he purse.
She walked over to the right toward the luggage conveyor belt, and stood there, waiting on her luggage. Hearing a low moan turned to her left, she saw a man dragging himself toward her. His shirt and pants were tore in various places, his skin was grayish, the top half of his face hidden by his hair. He let out another low moan as he approached her. Many people were staring the man, perplexed, as he dragged himself toward Chelsea. No-one had gotten near him to see if he was ok.
Chelsea walked over to the ragged looking man. "Sir are you ok?" She couldn't help but ask, as she reached out an arm to the person. The said man quickly grabbed and sank his teeth into her arm. Chelsea screamed, and as quickly as she could she yanked her arm out of the man's mouth. She proceed to kick him once and took off running. The man fel over to the ground letting out another low moan. She stumbled over her high heels as she ran.
She quickly got rid off the high heels while running away.
She ran into a near by women's restroom, she lost any thought about her luggage and concentrated on her wound, 'Why the hell did that man bite me.' As she reached the giant mirror in the restroom, she looked at her arm. Noting that some skin had been lost when she yanked her arm out of the man's mouth. She ran some water hoping to dress the wound, 'Ow ow ow.' Her vision suddenly began to blur, she became nauseated and ran into one of the stalls, where she emptied her stomach into the toilet. She was starting to blackout, she closed and lock the stall door. Then she sat on the toilet and passed out sitting up right.
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2 days after first infection
Chelsea woke up startled, 'What, where am I...' Her memory slowly came back to her. "Oh yeah that man bite and then I lost consciousness....Wait! How long was I out." She pulled out her cell phone, it was dead. 'Awesome...' She thought with sarcasm. Chelsea got up, unlocked the stall, and opened the door. She examined the women in the mirror who stared right back at her. Her hair was now white and stopped at her shoulders, she had dark crimson eyes instead of her blue ocean eyes. Her skin was a little pale, but other than that no features had changed. 'Is this someone's idea's of a joke.' She tried to wash the color out of her hair.
The restroom door opened slowly, and Chelsea turned her head to see a women standing there just staring at her. The womens clothes were torn, she had dry red stains on her clothes and in her hair."Can I help you?" Chelsea asked the women. The women just stood there, Chelsea turned her whole body the face the women, the women then charge at her yelling at the top of her lungs. Everything slowed down for Chelsea as she instinctively made a diagonal swiping motion with her right hand, she saw her fingernails extended out. As her nails reach the women they sliced through her.
The index fingernail went through her skull like it was made of butter, and her pinkie fingernail when through the women's chest. Some blood sprayed onto her jacket and skirt. As the nails left the body, the women hit the ground in piece's. Each piece smacked the ground like a sack of meat. Chelsea stared at her long nails then at the meat left of the women.
'Oh my god...I...I killed her!' The thought hit her like a sack of bricks. She fell to the ground in a heap, tears streaming out of her eyes. "No..no..it...it was self defense." She told herself, she looked back at her nails and they retracted back into her hand. Just leaving, sharp, normal looking nails, she noticed that the wound on her arm was gone too. She looked back to the corpse, at the bloody heap of meat, and she emptied her stomach again. Chelsea quickly regrouped herself back together, and walked over the mess and out into the airport. Her feet stepped onto sharp glass as she exited the restroom but she felt no pain, nor did she bleed. She looked at her surroundings, the place was a mess, scattered luggage left unattended, planes burned out on the runways.
She heard a rumble and turned to her left to see a small swarm of about 10 people heading right at her. Their clothes were also torn, and they had blood stains. Chelsea instinctively extended her nails getting ready for a fight.
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2 weeks after first infection
"Francis!" Zoey shouted as the fire escape started to give way under her. She jumped up and out stretched her hand as the fire escape came loose from the wall, her biker comrade grabbed her hand and with Louis' help pulled her up and onto the roof. "We made it! I can't believe we made it!" Louis exclaimed, as he sat down, his body shook from the adrenaline rush. "Son we just crossed the street." Bill said as he light up a cigarette. "Lets not throw a party till we're out of the city."
A helicopter flew over their heads. "To any one listening to this proceed to Mercy Hospital for evacuation, repeat proceed to Mercy Hospital for evacuation." Bill took a drag of his cigarette. "Sound's like we have a destination." Francis stated as he reloaded his shotgun. Zoey and Louis also reloaded their weapons. Zoey looked off into the distance, 'Chelsea, where are you?' "Zoey, come on." Louis brought Zoey out of her thoughts. "Right."
Zoey and the gang turned to a door on the roof that lead into the building. "We can the red line train to Mercy Hospital." Bill said as he reloaded his M16. "Guys ready?" Zoey asked, Francis kicked the door open. The undead ran at them up some stairs, and the survivors opened fire on them.
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Elsewhere an hour later
A Smoker choked on his tongue as it tried to recoil the tongue, but Chelsea had the tongue wrapped around her right arm. She yanked the tongue and pulled the Smoker off it's feet, when the Smoker was close enough Chelsea brought her left hand down and sliced into Smoker. the Smoker exploded leaving a foul and toxic gas behind. As she pulled the tongue off her arm, she heard a near by Hunter. "WAAAH!" A Hunter scream as it leaped at it's prey from behind. When the Hunter was close enough, Chelsea spun on a dime and grabbed the Hunter's head with her left hand, while it was in mid-leap. The Hunter's head stop but the body tried to keep going. She proceeded to slam the Hunter's head onto the asphalt on the street.
Chelsea put one foot on the Hunters chest as she let go of the head. The Hunter struggled to Chelsea off it's chest and get up off the asphalt. Chelsea thrust the nails on her left hand into the Hunter's head. The Hunter stopped moving as Chelsea withdrew her nails from the Hunter's head. Her nails withdrew as she started to walk away from the hunter corpse. She heard a helicopter approach her, "Repeat any survivors proceed to Mercy Hospital." She watched as the helicopter flew over her, "Any survivors proceed to...." The helicopter moved away from her the voice drifted away. "Mercy Hospital?" Chelsea asked herself
She walked over to a building, extended her nails, and sank them into the side of the building. Lifting herself with her left hand, next she sunk her right nails into the building and began to climb the building. As she reached the top of the building she looked toward the east to see a hospital in the distance.
'Zoey, be alive and safe.' Chelsea thought as she jumped off the house and started to walk in the direction of the hospital.
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Yay first L4D fic. R&R