Welcome back everyone! How was your time of life? Good I hope!
I do not own Left 4 dead only Nathan and Z.E.R.O. Enjoy!
People shouldn't take life for granted, because when your life is on the line twenty four seven, and when you get a slice of peace. Then you know what you're missing when your other life is ripped and destroyed right in front of you. You see, I wasn't one of those people who were called heroes, or earned the title 'survivor'. No I was one who died while saving the life of my best friend. A friend who believes that I am dead. My friend, David, was one of those people who was call a hero, which kids look up to, and the infected fear and hate. I am one of those infected, and I'm going to tell you why David was right. Why I was better off dead.
On that night when I sacrificed myself to get David to safety was one of my most terrifying nights. It keeps playing over and over again in my dreams, like the one I am currently having.
David turns toward me, and I watch as his eyes go wide when he finally realizes. When he finally saw that I was infected. I couldn't stand the emotions I saw going over his face in a matter of seconds. The guilt, the rage, and the sadness. I hated that he blamed himself for what I become, or rather what I'm going to become. Because it wasn't his fault, I have been infected for so long, longer then he knows. So I shut the door hearing it lock in place before I run to the train tower to start the train. He didn't know that one would need to stay behind and start the train, but I did and everything was going according to plan. I dodged zombies' left and right barley missing them by a hair. I could hear his pain filled screamed muffled from the train box pleading me to not do what I'm doing. But it's too late, I'm too far into this and I need to start it before I become fully infected. In my mind I beg for forgiveness, silently hoping he would read my thoughts. When I'm in the tower I am quick to block the door with what's left in the room, which was few boxed, and a large table and two chairs.
I looked out the window and saw the box was slightly shaking, I smiled but it quickly dropped when my mind finally registered what I'm about to do. I was scared, no I was terrified. I'm about to die, to be gone from this earth as a monster and not Victoria. I'm about to lose everything, I start to shake violently but none the less pull the lever that starts the train. I jump when I hear the shrill of the train whistle blow three times before it starts to move. At that moment the infected broke down the door and was trying to climb in threw the objects I put.
I got really scared and tired, my legs gave out and I dropped to the floor. I heard the sound of a screech and the glass above me broke, the zombies got through my barrier, and I was going in and out on consciousness. I opened them to find the zombies getting more near, I closed them and everything went silence. I reopened them to find the Hunter in front of me growling at them. I closed them feeling myself closer to death, reopened them to find the zombies leaving and the Hunter close to my face growling. That's when my world ended, that I screamed, a scream so pain filled so high pitched that I didn't know I would scream like that. Then it stopped, and so did my heart.
