Welcome to the (not so big) opening of ,"The New Infected 2"! Well there was going to a possibility chance that I was going to have a partner, but I ran out of patience, AND I did not want to jepordize my story by adding new characters, share plots, etc. Too much of an unwanted hassle. Anyway; please enjoy the new story. Yes, from the PC Left for Dead game I include the "Bride Witch". May the Undead be with you.

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"It's been a long time since we've last seen Witch. Last time was a week after Hunter's death." Charger spoke to both Smokey and Jockey as they all walked through an open plain. "Last time for me was just a quick glance. You know she always go back to that spot once a month to place another white daisy around the mans corpse. I tried talking to her, but she quickly vanished." Jockey had then stopped in his tracks as they all saw a farris-wheel out in the distance.

All of them watched the bright lights flash in circles. Jockey,however, looked up at the sky. "You can't blame her for doing so, Charger. She dealt with watching the poor man die. ... As for him, he killed his own brother with his bare hands then die in front of his love. I think staying at the spot of his death-site would just cause depression onto herself." He spoke gently as he turned away from the two. "I know she'll be coming back near the old apartments to drop another flower at his site; I'm going back to do the same and see if I can talk to her." Looking to his left he saw a freshly bloomed sunflower. Picking it out of the ground, he began to walk away from the others.

Smokey and Charger didn't still didn't get why or how Jockey changed. Throughout many years of them hanging together, they all knew him of the crazed idiot. Ever since he Witch came, he became normal. After their walk to different place, all of them agreed to start fresh; and all of them agreed that something within their minds didn't allow them to start fresh. Especially after the incident that happened six years ago.

As the two stood there watching Jockey sprint off towards the "Old-Spot", they began to debate whether or not if they should follow along with him; however the thought leaving him be got them the most. So they let him go back alone.

`I don't blame Witch for not wanting to come with us far away from that place. Just walking down that cold street can cause depression instantly for her. ... Ever since the three of us began living near that one abandon hospital, I've thought if I should have went off with her instead of going with Charger and Smokey. It makes me question if that was what best to do. ... In this world; who knows?' The man thought to himself as he began taking giant leaps.

Charger stared at Smokey then back to the flashing lights in the distance. "You do know that we owe that girl big time for what we've done. ... Especially you, Smokey." The big figure nugged his shoulder to grab his attention. "Tell me. When the time comes for us to pay her back, what will you say or do? What will the bad-ass Smoker do to get even for partially causing Hunter's death-" Charger was interrupted once his friend held up his hand for him to continue no longer.

"Alright, I get it! ... It's not like the knowledge of me causing part of his death doesn't burden me." He sighed in confusion. "When the time do come for me to pay back my debt, I'll make sure I pay every single part of it." He spoke as the two continue to walk across the plain. " Even if it mean that I have to give up my life."

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As the child from earlier ran away from the screaming man, he finally reached his destined place.

Skipping past the flipped over tables upon the floor he smiled rather brightly as he saw the other children circle around a figure sitting upon on of the wedding chairs. As always the girls would play with her long veil along with her now worn out dress. Such angelic voice would hum a tune that would make every child remember a warmth that only a mother could give. She was the only one the children seemed to follow after their second awakening.

Turning her head to the right, she realized the boy had returned with no food. "No luck today I see." Grabbing a hold to her dress, she stood up from the chair and began to walk to the boy. Despite the right side of his face being ripped down to the flesh, all he could do was smile when it came to the Miss in white. "All I can truly say subside from the food is that I'm glad you returned safe." She tucked some of her short hair behind her ear as she patted the boy's head gently.

Shaking his head he said, "No, I did find some. I thought there were this many." He then held up three fingers. " But when I came up to the man on the floor he jumped up and started screaming loud! It was so awesome and crazy, but it scared me! Princess, I think he ate the two in the truck and that's not fair because he scared me before I could call dibs on them!" The kid began to pout as the others gathered around them.

The women tilted her head to the side as she looked off into the pathway out of the hill. She felt as though something or someone was watching them, but it quickly went away.

"I don't want any of you to leave this hill anymore unless I'm with all of you'; and I already told you, Alex. I'm not a princess; I'm a bride." She continued to look around as they all said ,`But why?' . "Because I don't want any of you to meet that screaming man. ... I'm pretty sure he's close by." She then pulled back the kid as she saw a couple of bushes rustle.

`The smell is strong, but the sound is silent. ... It must be a newly born zombie of high strength.' The bride's thoughts rambled through her head as everyone gasped once they saw a man crawling out of the bush with his teeth clutching onto two fresh arms.