A.N. So this is my first Left 4 Dead fic. So if you could take it easy on me I'd be appreciative.

I do not own any of the Left 4 Dead characters, nor their universe. I only one the few made up characters I add now and then. This will eventually become a male on male story, if you don't like that kind of stuff, stop reading while you're ahead. (Mind you, it doesn't even turn that way for a while. Who likes plot in their smut? This chick) All reviews and likes are welcome, as well as anyone who would like to beta read before I submit each chapter.

With out further a due.

Chapter 1. Mixed emotions.

The city slept in darkness. The electricity had cut out months ago, leaving what seemed like a dark plague in it's wake. That was besides the plague of dead already in it's wake. The undead hoards wandered aimlessly through the streets, most rotting away to nothing, a mixture of time and the damp swamp air causing their skin to quickly begin the process of decay.

This left most of the undead hoards in falling apart messes, but not all of them. Still wandered the streets were the special infected, the swamp men still in perfect condition as their bodies continued to adapt to the weather and surroundings. Still the witches cried into their palms as they wandered aimlessly about, trying to find a new victim to take out their rage. The undead still ruled this city, though not as strong in numbers as they once were: still the roamed, hungry and angry. The only things truly alive left in this city were four people, once strangers, now friends. Desperation was slowly kicking in, in all of their minds. The need to survive over powering their need for anything else.

The desperation the four felt seemed to fill the air, they would breath it in with every intake and exhale exhaustion and frustration. The screams of the dead were but a mere background noise anymore, no more did they scare the four survivors. The dreadful feeling that they were becoming numb to the grotesque life they now lived was sinking in quickly. Were they doomed to become numb to all emotion besides fear for their lives? As of now, that couldn't matter. The sun was setting, they needed to find a safe house for the night, they needed food and fresh water. Exhaustion was kicking in quickly, and they had yet to find anything they could use for a place to hide from the night. As the sun fell so did their hopes, as the sun fell their fears began to grow. At night, the undead who'd been hidden away from the heat of the day came out, it also meant they'd have to start using their flashlights, which normally brought upon more undead who were attracted to the light.

Their ammo was already running low, their energy was none. They couldn't survive another night like this, it wasn't going to be possible.

One of the four held up his hand as he looked into a shop. "Hey guys." He said softly as he looked inside. "I think I see some water." There was a snicker, "That's great coach, I thought you found candy again." stated one of the others, causing the larger black male to frown before shaking his head.

"Come on Nick, no need to be an ass in a time like this." Coach stated back, causing the other male to shrug and walk into the store. "There's always time for a joke or two." He stated as he fixed his white suit, making sure the dirty clothing didn't snag on any broken glass from the door.

There was a chuckle as the third male followed after Coach and Nick, tapping the handle of his ax on his shoulder he cleared his throat, "This reminds me of a time were Keith and I were playing in a shoe store-"

"Ellis dear, I don't think we have time for a story" he was cut off shortly by the only female of the group. She followed after, bumping the hat on Ellis's head. "Yeah I suppose so Rochelle." He said as he grinned from the bump on his hat. He followed after her, watching the others climbed over the toppled shelving equipment, getting to the glass refrigerators that still stood. "Holy cow, that's a lot of water."

Nick chuckled at Ellis's comment as he opened the door. "The best part, it's ours now." With that the group opened their bags and filled them with enough water they could carry. "Here's to hoping it's not poisoned huh?" Nick opened one bottle and started to chug the liquid allowing not a single drop to escape his thirsty grasp. Ellis chuckled slightly as he watched the high and mighty con man act as desperate as the rest of them. The chuckle caused Nick to stop, he looked at the scrawny male and narrowed his eyes, he then chucked the bottle at the other. "What do you think is so funny?"

"Just a con man finally acting like a real man." Ellis smiled as he grabbed the now empty bottle and tossed it out of the way. The comment caused Nick to give a soft grunt of disgust before looking away. "Let's find the safe room already."

"Don't be such a sore sport." Coach stated as he grabbed his own bag heading once more for the door. "Ellis is just being his normal self." With that Coach and Rochelle made their way for the door leaving Nick and Ellis behind. Nick looked at the scrawny man before grabbing him by the shirt, pulling the other closer. "Listen kid." He said softly before pushing him against the wall. "I don't take shit from anyone, especially some scrawny spit fuck like yourself." Ellis's eyes grew wide as he watched Nick. "Comeon Nick, it was just a joke. I wasn't meaning to offend you and such."

"Well you did." Nick pushed against Ellis once more before letting go of his shirt. "I really don't care how much you like me, I'm not your friend." With that statement said, Nick took his leave to follow the other two who had left, leaving Ellis to follow slowly behind. "I didn't mean to... upset you man..." He muttered rubbing the back of his head, not hearing the horrible coughing noises coming from back in the store.

Suddenly there was a retching noise, and then a slimy pink tongue wrapped around his hips. "Ah shit!" Ellis let out a yelp, as he was suddenly pulled off his feet, hitting the concrete hard, and on his face, dropping his ax when he fell. "HELP!" He yelled as he tried to grab at the door frame as the smoker attempted to reel in it's target. Ellis clawed at the door frame, holding on as tight as he could as one hand tried to grab the ax, or anything that he could use to try and free himself from the horrible lock the undead horror show had on him. "Someone!" He yelled again, as his grip started to fail on him.

The ax that had been dropped, was swiftly kicked up into the hands of Nick, who spun the bladed thing before slamming it down onto the length of tongue below Ellis's feet, causing the undead monster to let out a screech in pain before backing up a bit. Coach took the opportunity to fire a bullet into the horror's face, landing it dead in his eye; dropping it to the floor with a horrible squishing noise.

"RUN!" Rochelle yelled, hearing the screams of the hoards of undead who had heard the scuffle that had just taken place, and now wanted in on the action. The four survivors took off, running for their lives as they tried to find a place to hide, a safe room they could bolt up for the night, or at least until the undead didn't know they were there anymore.

"THERE!" Coach yelled, pointing at a candle lit home, windows were boarded up but the light still started to show as the sun started to finish setting. The four started to run harder, when they heard shots fired. There were people inside the home, trying to help their fellow survivors. "Hurry!" Came from the home as the front door slammed open, two men stepping out to shoot at the undead hoards chasing the four.

Nick ran inside before the group, quickly moving to grab an extra gun to help defend the home from the on coming onslaught of undead. Ellis joined Nick shortly, using his own hunting rifle to fire out the window, killing each that he hit. Coach grabbed his ax, using it beside Rochelle and the two others who'd helped them, killing any undead that got too close to the home.

After what seemed like hours, the undead finally stopped coming. An eerie silence fell over the home as the gun shots faded, and the sounds of panting from the overly exhausted team took over. "You folks alright?" asked the man who appeared to be the head of the home. He looked at the four new comers, taking off his trucker hat as he watched them. "None of you bitten right?" The four rolled up sleeves, pants, and turned around for the family, showing that they had not been injured.

One of the young kids of the family went up and held out her hand. "Hiya guys. I sure am glad you're alright!" Coach took her hand and shook it. "We're sure glad you folks were willing to help us out! You really saved our asses back there." The family said a welcome as the mother and father closed and locked the door up. "Now, you folks can stay here for the night." The father said as he put his hands on his hips. "But don't you think we gonna let you stay longer then that. We've got food, and a couple rooms for you to stay in, but you leave come morning." Couch gave a nod, "We can respect that sir."

"Yeah, never know what could happen in this fucked up world." Nick muttered as he reloaded his gun. The man nodded before pointing at himself. "Name's pa, that's Ma." He pointed to the plump women who was currently trying to get the blood from the undead off her shirt with a rag. "Sam, and Phil." He pointed to the young girl then the young boy. Phil looked at the others before crossing his arms. "Who are you guys."

"My name is Coach, this here is Rochelle, Nick, and Ellis." Coach pointed to each of his friends in turn, each nodded as their name was said. "Well. Now that we're done with the introducin our selves. How about I cook us something to eat." Ma fluffed her shirt after she got most of the blood off, before heading to the kitchen. Coach and Rochelle followed happily, laughing a bit as the joked with the family, leaving Nick and Ellis alone in the living room.

Nick set the gun against the wall after he'd finished reloading it. Ellis looked at the other before clearing his throat. "So urm, thanks for saving me and all." He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he watched Nick, who finished putting the gun properly away, then turned to look at the other. "Shut it." Nick watched Ellis's face fall, almost as if his soul had been crushed. Nick slowly removed his jacket and hung it up on the wall hanger before looking at the scrawny man again. "I did it because you're essential to me staying alive. That's it. That and your damn screaming was making the fucking undead come. How stupid do you have to be, to scream like a little girl because a smoker got you? Did you want us all dead?"

Ellis didn't know what to say, in the situation he'd been in screaming seemed like the only answer to getting saved, hell it was the only thing that saved him. What else could he have done? "I'm real sorry Nick, is there any way I can make it up to you? I mean give you a proper thank you and all?"

Nick stepped closer looking at the other male before him. He stepped close enough that they were toe to toe, causing Ellis to breath in the musk that was the others natural body odor. The few days it'd been since they'd found that river to wash up in, Nick had already gained back his natural smell in ten fold, it was a dizzying and tempting smell. One that made Ellis feel weird towards the other, in ways he'd never felt towards a man. The feeling was starting to scare him, he wasn't sure what to do.

"I'll think of something." Nick muttered looking at the other before stepping around him, heading towards the kitchen with the others. Ellis breathed a sigh of relief as he held his chest, clutching his shirt tightly in his hand. "What... what was that." He muttered before looking after Nick, what the hell was his body doing. Was the lack of female attention finally getting to him? He'd never been one to sleep with a lot of women, but he'd been with the occasional girl every now and then. Rochelle had been the only alive female with them for nearly a year now, and it was clear she wasn't going for him any time soon.

Was his body starting to like the abuse Nick gave him? What the hell was his body trying to do to him?

End Chapter 1.

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