Hey guys. :D I felt the need to write something other then assassin's creed, thus, this was born into the world of FF. net. :3

I do not own Left 4 Dead, nor the Hunter species.

Just my OC. :3

A sharp snarl erupted from the small creature who was trying to defend its kill, its small body hunched over it; its sharp teeth grinding against one another, and slightly chapped lips pulled back hazardously. But the two bigger figures were undeterred by the small female, and quickly swiped her off the now cooling kill and tore apart the body, loudly and messily eating the cleanprey. The female growled quietly to herself and tended to her wounds inflected by both the hunters and the clean prey, once finished nursing herself she looked back at the two hunters, hidden eyes narrowing in anger.

Mykill. Whynotgetownkill? Shouldkillfortaking…Butcan't…Mustrest, sleepy, tired, hungry… Leavenowbeforefinish.

With that, the small huntress quietly fled the scene, her stomach grumbling angrily the entire way.

"Shit! Tank!"

"Run!"

"Holy shit that is one ugly motherfucker!"

Their feet pounded heavily on the cement road as the group of people tried to escape the lumbering mess that is the Tank. It roared out, angered by its prey fleeing, and quickly followed pursuit.

A small female, who is ahead of the group by a good couple of feet, turned around and began shooting at the Tank with her Scar; pumping round after round into its boiled, leathery flesh, yet that only seemed to anger it more as it roared out again and started sprinting faster, its massive arms swinging around dangerously close to Becky.

Becky gave out a loud, painful, screech when the Tanks massive arm connected harshly with her side, successfully breaking most of her ribs. Not that it mattered; Becky went sailing into the wall ahead of them with a disturbingly loud, wet, cracking noise.

The huntress awoke with a startle, snapping her head up to look around the empty department store. Her breath hitched and adrenaline was pumping throughout her small body, making her twitch from within her nest, as her senses became more acute; hearing clearer, vision sharper, and nostrils flaring.

She waited.

Listening to the endless silence that surrounds her, panting and wheezing for air.

Bam!

The huntress let out an alarmed screech as she shot from her nest, opposite from where the noise came from, and that's when all hell broke loose.

A large form burst from the broken window to her left, landing with a thump a few feet away from her nest, followed by two more large forms, and by the looks of it- male. The little huntress tensed, claws digging into the tiled floor, lips pulled back over her teeth and let loose a loud snarl; causing the other hunters to snap their head to her in surprise. Before they had their chance to snarl their threat, the loud noise started again:

Bam, bam, Bam!

"Where did those blasted hunters go to?"

The huntress froze at the voice, her lips twitching in recognition, and snapped her head to where to voice is coming from.

Familiarfromnightscare. Friend? Nononono, prey? Smellofprey, yetfriend?

Confused.

Searing hot pain blinded the huntress, causing her to shove her body towards her nest, startling the hunters there, but she paid them no heed; and instead clamped a clawed hand over her shoulder, feeling the thick blood ooze from the bullet wound caused her to panic.

"I think I see them!"

"What the fuck there is more of them?"

The loud noise was fired rapidly, and one of the clean preys managed to hit the wounded huntress once more, but this time in the thigh. She howled in pain and lunged towards the window from where to hunters broke in, stumbling to get through, but managed to when she was given a helpful shove through. Rolling, she managed to catch herself and bounded off into the night, oblivious to the other hunters following closely behind.

Derp. Not much compared to my other story. :/ BUT I LIKE IT. :D

I hope you do too.

R&R please.