Okay, this my first entry for left 4 dead 2. Sorry about my bad grammar and I hope you understand my story. Please leave some review or suggestion to boast my confident of writing. Thank you.

Chapter one-the Gang

"That should be not happening." Rochelle complained again, as she was really pro in whining at almost everything she had being thru in the journey. The chasing and shooting was not her thing that she good at. But the hassle thing had her own mind is they had to move place to place, looking a safe spot or any survivor they could pick up was totally bone aching for her as she considered herself youngest and lack of stamina among the group.

In front of her was the three guy which managed to survive from the infestation beside of her alone. Nick, Ellis and Coach which she briefly knew them since together for almost a month by chance or fate that Ellis like called it sometime in their journey. Most of the time, they had own occupied with something in the own that cause lack of communication between them, mistrust among them at sometimes except Ellis yapping around with his southern accent about thing he like. Booze and gun, cars and the midnight rider something.

"The place seem empty. We are heading to that bar." The big man said, pointing his finger at the well light bar across the road which look like the comfort safely zone in the dead town. Seem today journey came into end by force, because the night was unfavorable for them to continue and zombies prowled active at night becuase they had their eyesight works better at night than normal human.

"Sure we got some boozes there. That place fine by me." Ellis looked up with satisfy smiles with the Coach idea. The thirst of the beer that he had not gone from him even he knew the trouble he would get after few bottle of hard whiskey and dry gin. He was havoc creater with noise and banging table.

" Bad idea. Guys" Rochelle finally caught with them, stopped them from their advance to the empty street. The other looked and waiting for her answer as her logical reason. "Why is that?" Ellis looked a bit annoyed with Rochelle delay from his desire to having a beer was close in his hand. "That place look like a death trap. Nowhere to escape." she pointed out her reason that the bar was not safe to hide or to rest. The surrounding of the place was not look promising enough, all becuase was the numbers tinted window glass which allowed the zombie smash thru easily.

"We kept quiet there. Nothing will notice us" Ellis recommend his action,

"With you around, I betting on it." Nick joked around.

"What your suppose to mean." Ellis shoved at Nick. But Nick fast as he cocked his shotgun and pointed at him as the sign of warning. "Your drinking habit can get us kill." Nick glared with his look in mistrust and hated the most that someone rough him up with the suit. "Hey, you two stop." Rochelle said in her soft voice.

"Better think fast we have company." Coach spotted someone in the shadow moving wobblly around in the corner of the street but far away from their position. The figure walked lifeless with the arm dangling swaying around his waist as if daze or drunk. Instantly the survivor knew they are one of them, the walking dead and once they see one walking around that mean they are in the area, closing by

"Fine, we are going in. Promise to god, I will shoot you if make any racket on it." Nick pointed the shotgun toward that zombie and the guys creep slowly to the bar. Rochelle nodded without a choice, the rest of the building didn't offer much choice of protection at all rather spending the night in the open alley

Inside the bar was cosy enough for them to rest. The table and chair in their place had showed the sign as what they wanted to see. "Empty". the first customer sat on the bar stool was the usual suspect. Ellis with the silly smile of joy as he was helping himself the taps flows on to the empty mug and drank with all his might to drown his thirst.

"Almost two week man, not a drop of gold water in my mouth." Ellis refill it.
"Gold water." Rochelle puzzled with Ellis word at something she didn't understand with the word that guy yapping around.
"Beer." Coach rephase Ellis meaning, dragging the sofa from the window to the center as decided to use as his resting bed and Nick sat alone at that corner, staring blanking to the window. "Is he take the first watch." Rochelle looked at him without his noticed that he stared upon.

Nick was the man of silent, refraining himself from word, he looked more in mysterious man as the team and had his way to control in worse situation. The funny thing to made him talk was Ellis yapping around him that had lose his cool side.

Rochelle didn't forget the first time he got pick up by them, he was up at billboard with the tainted blood baseball bat which they think Nick had put a really tough fight for those zombie wanted him.

He was lucky survivor that have a brain to hiding himself between the commercial board and defense himself by guarding one way entry to him, was the ladder of that billboard. He sat there and waited some chance of a rescue party passing by. "Not bad, as I am getting now." He gave signal from his torchlight as beacon light to showed as where he was.

"Want a drink, Nick,." She placed a half filled glass on the table with hers holding on to it. Nick looked up at her for while before he accepting. "Are you so cautious in everything." Rochelle sat opposite of him, tried to find her way as the opening conversation with Nick that he seem kept to himself from the team. She needed to kill the time as Coach took the first watch and herself in three hours time

"Maybe, if there is trust between us." Nick answered with deep tone as he strong emphasis the "if" which showed Rochelle in another mean. He just didn't trust anyone yet. He took small sip and let out his sigh

"Why is that?" Rochelle digging up as possible chance on him loose up,

"I am not easy guy to place trust on people." Nick responded with the reply which total could cut off the conversation in the instant to drag it on. "Was his nature way of speech" Rochelle gave a thought of that.

"I think we should, we are only left since we got here." Rochelle continued, slowly gentle stirred her drink around her glass.

Nick gave faint smile, thought how naïve as Rochelle tried to tell him about shitty topic about trust and unity to stay survive together and getting thru the hell. It was not his concept of his life, where the lies and taking advantage was his key of life and even his chance to survive was base on that belief. Screw the help you out thing. Anything is benefit on him to survive longer is considered temporary buddies.

"Even we only left four person in the world. Don't you never think about betray and deceive come along soon." Nick frank throw a question, hoping to silence her. "No." Seem she had the faith among the team.

"I hope that I have same thought of you." Nick almost couldn't hold his choke to laugh it loud. He gulped his drink and shook gently. " I am taking the second. You need a rest." Nick voluntary to that her shift. "At least you need to cover up two shift after mine." Nick got up and pointed at drunkard Ellis sleeping on the floor with the bottle of beer hugging on it.

" Oh shit. Ellis, you are no good bastard." She rubbing her forehead which her mind wanted to kick his ass up after her watch over.

The third shift was dead man shift, total quiet atmosphere except the soft snoring for Ellis. That hardly he could gave away their position with this condition of his drunkard sleep. How in the earth he could sleep like that. Those in the street with any slight noise, they could detect them in no time. There he was knock out cold with his sleep.

She sat on the center of the bar with her tired eyes watching the mass white board curtain covered the window, looking any shadow reflection lurking nearby of their position. Nothing for now. Rochelle wanted shut her eyes for awhile, nodding her head for few times before she gave up her post.

"Hey, are you tired." A warm hand sudden shook at Rochelle shoulder. Rochelle sat up straight with her eyes blinking, fighting to stay awake. "No. I am fine." She shuddered a little. It was Coach.

"You seem need some sleep." Coach said.

"Really I am good." Rochelle fighting to stay awake. "Why you do get some sleep? Coach" She asked the same thing as Coach did. Coach pulled a chair and sat beside her. "Don't I sleep much. That is usual habit." Coach looked at the curtain as if there are transparent. "You know I use to coach the boys playing football." Coach told his past, mostly his glory days that his boys won the championship. Most his time that he spent on late night to watch his boy replay video and improvise better plan to win. It was sure winning is important to him until the infection kicked in his new reality.

"The team was gone and so as my goal in his life." Coach ended his story. Rochelle was wide awake, paying attention with Coach story. She felt sorry about his team didn't make thru the infection. "I am hope some of them still alive." Rochelle patted his back, hoping a sign comfort for him. "Thanks Rochelle." Coach gave smile back.

"You better sleep now, you need much energy to stay focus." Coach asked again and this time he really mean it. Rochelle didn't say much to retaliate which he rather think about Nick early conversation and sleeping beauty Ellis still hugging half drink bottle.

Then a noise from outside, a strange deep grueling growl prowling outside nearby. Coach eyes wildly watch the curtain to see any reflection from outside and so as Rochelle stood behind Coach massive body which the hand gun armed.

"I don't see it. Coach." Rochelle whispered.

"I know…I know. The sound is nearby. Call the rest up now. We are moving out ." Coach ordered her in his low tones which wise not let that thing knew it presence detected by them. Rochelle shook Nick up which it was easy enough to say. Nick reached the gun which lay beside him on the floor and quickly armed himself to defense. He did heard the growl sound.

The last was Ellis to call from his sleep which is difficult task. "Wake up." Rochelle slapped repeatedly but gently on Ellis face. "What is it?" Ellis shouted at her with enrage tone. Finally Ellis did this time. The growling stopped and silence fell in. "What are you? Dumb-ass." Nick cursed at Ellis had no clue about the intruder lurking nearby.

"Let leave now before that thing make an attraction here." Coach commanded as where everybody agreed. A quick pack done for few minutes and they off from the place. Ellis still stumble pack new stuff on the way out. Bottles of beer and one of the hard liquor that he had eyes on earlier before they entered. "Come you. Have it enough with the drink and leave now." Nick waving at Ellis to hurry.

"You never know. This may come in handy." Ellis grinned as he looted the place like daylight robber. But the smile gone as the growling sound returned again and this time is inside pub, one of the dark corridor which linked to the pub area. "Arm yourself." Coach ordered again like perfect leader in the team. Rochelle held her gun shaking and Nick looked another entry to the bar, which the handgun pointing at noise coming from.

Ellis ran toward the other with the bat on his hand, making his escape. Then a sudden loud crash from the window, a dark figure leap with tremendous distance and landed on Rochelle, pin down on the ground. "Help! Get it off," Rochelle screamed. Her eyes bewilder in panic as she never be close to any inhuman creature before.

Lucky in time, Coach kicked the creature stomach as hard as he could, cause that creature screaming in pain but yet refused to let go. Rochelle pushed that creature face away from her. Then another kick from the coach and this time harder. The creature loose it grip and stood up wobbly. It growled and screamed at the Coach as if that thing cursing.

"Shut the F*ck up." Nick fired at it. The first bullet hit on the hip and the another hit home, cracked the skull. That creature fell down with thump lifeless and the blood oozed out from the punctured head , forming a red puddle on the floor.

Then another growled at the dark passage stopped which seem retreated as it knew had what happen to it's kind. Rochelle sat with the teary eyes. She was scare out of her wit. "It is okay now." Coach coaxed her to stand up and make the exit. Rochelle was speechless to say anything until Ellis did something stupid again to offer his comfort to her. A bottle of warm beer.

To be continue.