A/N: Remake of Savior. Hopefully it'll make a little bit more sense...It'll be a longer story, gorier, a bit different with a different timeline and setting. Just to let you know.
Disclaimer: Left 4 Dead 1 & 2 don't belong to me. I wish it did; but they sadly belong to VALVE. *Sobs*.
Claimer: I own this story, plot, ideas and OC's.
FULL SUMMARY: There's nothing much left in the world when an apocalypse hits. A mysterious virus known as the Green Flu has torn loved ones apart, ruined lives and wiped most of humanity out; leaving the world in shambles and stray survivors struggling to find safety. Karai Haney has been separated from her group during a ruthless attack from the infected, finding herself injured, tired and fighting for her life all alone during the search for her fellow survivors. But is she really alone? A Hunter is the last thing she wants stalking her; however, she soon discovers he's not the monster anyone else would see him as.
The world they knew is gone. She and the Hunter must learn how to trust one another if they hope to survive. And trust is a delicate aspect when abandoned in a dying world. Evenutally, She reunites with her group with the Hunter by her side. Are they all able to cope and survive with him around, or will he bring even more dangers that could tear them apart...or even kill them...before they find safety?
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May 10, 2016.
One week after first infection.
The bell for the sixth period class rang throughout the halls. The students crowding them maneuvered nosily through them in union; talking, shouting and laughing as they went. Teachers monitored them all from just outside their classrooms, as one of the adults called out a warning at two high school boys who were getting rough by shoving each other around for a chuckle. Others were pulling things out of their lockers or standing by chatting with friends, checking their phones or making out with their girlfriend or boyfriend.
One teenage girl released a yawn and ended it in a sigh as she slammed her locker shut. She moaned, rubbing her eye then glanced to her left when she heard her name being called.
"Hey Marka, ready for that science test?" the boy asked as he stepped up to her.
"Nope."
"Me neither."
"Yeah. Well let's go and get it over with before we're yelled at. Then I can go home and sleep the rest of the day away." Marka said, taking a couple of steps ahead of him. "And I can go home, drink monster and game all night."
"Drink monster all night?"
"Yep."
"Way to give yourself a heart attack Jay. Wait, is Trevor still coming to your house?"
"I've drank monster all night before, I've chugged four big cans down in a row one time." He remarked.
The Hawaiian stared into his mismatched eyes. "How...are you still here?"
"I don't know," he shrugged, staring down at his pacing feet for a moment. "And yes, Trevor's still coming by."
"Speaking of Trevor."
Jay followed her stare ahead of them, finding another teenage boy strolling towards the two. He lurked pass the pair and rested his arms around their shoulders. "What's up my bitches?" he comically joked, earning a scoff from Marka before he gave her a lick on the cheek. She eyed him a little disgusted as he grinned, then elbowed him away "Don't be nasty Trev." she replied in annoyance.
"What? I was only screwing around." he said frowning and removing his arms from their shoulders.
"Don't be a dick bitch!" Jay retorted, drawing Trevor's attention. "She's tired and a little moody that's all."
"Am not." Marka defended.
"You're tired, aren't you?"
"Yeah? I'm not moody."
Trevor shifted his eyes between his old friends before clearing his throat as they continued down the halls. Jay whistled awkwardly.
"Did you hear anything else about it on the news?"
All three teenagers glanced over at a couple more fellow students standing by a flight of stairs.
"Yes, I heard they've closed and quarantined some of the cities north of here. Not far at all either."
"People who got sick from it are getting worse...But that's just a rumor I heard! At least...I hope it's a rumor."
"Do you know what they're calling it?"
"No, sorry."
"I pray they keep whatever this virus is under control. How horrible do you think it would be if it got out of hand?"
"Bad...I think it'd turn into an apocalypse."
Marka watched in silence as unsettled looks fell over the students' faces.
"I hope so."
"What?" Both she and Jay questioned in union. Trevor had a bright, beaming smile stretched across his face. "I hope so," he repeated, "come on! An apocalypse? How bad ass could that be? No more rules, laws, or any government bull crap. We'd be free to do whatever we want. An apocalypse would be fun."
"Even while you lose everyone you care for? The world would be in ruins, and you think killing people would be fun?" Marka asked.
"Most humans have already ruined the world. They don't think twice about killing an Animal, why are people so different?" Trevor answered.
"True." she nodded.
"Dude, you sound like your cousin." Jay said.
"It's something we definitely agree on. The panic during the beginning would be a pain in the ass to deal with, but, it's something we're both looking forward to." he said rather calmly.
"You play too many games. It might not be as fun as you think it'd be..." Marka started before straining her neck to take a look around the surroundings ahead of her. "Mm...Anyone know where Rin and Karai are at?"
...
She laid out on a bench with a pair of earphones in, music cranked, eyes closed and enjoying the South Carolina sun. A warm breeze made strands of her dark hair flow partially onto her face as she hummed the current song that was playing on her ipod. Behind her, a figure opened one of the main doors to the high school and leaned against the door way with hands stuffed in jean pockets watching her. The figure smiled, and then walked over to her. They sighed and sat down on her stomach, making her eyes flash open and trace her gaze up at them.
"Yes Rin?"
"Oh nothing, I just found this seat comfy. Didn't think it could talk."
She tucked her lips in and raised an eyebrow at her older brother. He snickered as he started moving around; which made her begin to protest.
"Get your fat butt off me!"
Rin gasped, placing a hand on his chest and removed himself. "You hurt my feelings."
She stuck her tongue out at him as she sat up, pulled her earphones out and gave him a playful punch to his other arm.
"You know the bell rang right?"
She went to answer, right as the last bell rang. Signaling that class has started. "Ah who cares, it's too nice out here to be hoarded inside all day." She settled against the bench, stretched, then rested in a limp, sitting position. "Mom will yell at you if she hears you've skipped a class." Rin reminded. His little sister sighed in a bit of annoyance, "I know, I'm coming." Getting up, she grabbed her bag and walked side by side with him into the building. "What are you planning to do after school? I'm gonna be heading off for Myrtle Beach with Trevor, Jay and some other buddies. Want to come?" She glanced at the ceiling and squinted an eye before dropping her gaze to the floor. "Eh...nah. Not this time Rin, I want to go to the range with Dad and spend some time with shooting practice more. Sorry. Maybe next time kay?" Rin shrugged blinking "good way to spend the rest of the day. And...you do need to practice more, you suck with the magnum." he laughed heartily at her reaction. "I'm getting better! I don't suck as much as I did before!" she exclaimed. "I know, I know," Rin grinned "but just by a smudge. You're in too much love with your AK-47. Got to practice with other guns you know." She huffed with a roll of her eyes as he gave her a pat on the shoulder. "You'll catch up to me soon sis."
"Oh I'm so looking forward to it." she sarcastically replied while he turned into another hallway. She shook her head and jogged up a flight of stairs, ventured through the empty halls and came upon her history class. Opening the door, she walked inside and all eyes traced to her with the teacher releasing an annoyed huff.
"Karai, you're late you know. Do you have a pass?"
Crap. She forgot to grab one from the main office.
"No, sorry." she answered before briskly walking to her desk in the back. The teacher marked her on the attendance paper as tardy before handing it over to another student. He walked out of the room and Karai could hear his squeaky shoes fade further down the hallway. "Now then." the teacher began, and he instructed the class to pull out their text books, flip to a certain page then he began to review what everyone has learned during the year for final exams. Karai listened to him ramble on bored. She wrote down some new notes in her notebook as did all the other teenagers in the room while resting her chin in the palm of her free hand. Slowly, she could feel her mind slip away from reality and into her own free little world. She gazed out a window next to her desk, staring at the buildings and listened to the faint sounds of horns blaring, engines roaring and sirens wailing throughout the depths of the city's dangerous streets. Birds flew overhead as she observed a couple strolling pass on a sidewalk. The teacher called out some classmates' names one at a time and asked them two random history questions each. They answered, and he would say whether if it was right or wrong. She continued watching the gorgeous outside scenery, wishing the eighty minutes would end faster.
"-Rai...Karai!"
She snapped out of her trance and looked ahead, finding an agitated and impatient looking teacher staring back. Some of the classmates looked back at her to which she flashed a harden gaze at, making them turn away.
"Um, yeah?"
"Which Portuguese-born navigator was the first European to cross the Pacific Ocean?"
"Uh...Ferdinand Magellan?"
"Good. In which century was the Black Death?"
"The fourteenth century."
"Correct." he replied, and he looked to another student.
'Asshole.'
She turned to the window again, blinking. When eighty minutes of agony flew by, the bell rang. Everyone got up and packed away their belongings loudly talking to one another as they made their way out of the classroom. "Remember, the finals are open noted, but study well!" their teacher called before turning to store his own belongings on his desk away.
...
Karai yawned and started lazily ahead at the main doors, walking towards them with her bag slung over her shoulder before hearing a familiar voice shouting at her obnoxiously from far behind. She stopped and stood to the side staring in the opposite direction, and eventually spotted Marka among the crowd pushing her way through. They smiled at one another as the two friends made it outside.
"I'm glad the year's almost over. One more year Karai, one more year then we're done with school for good!"
"I'm planning to go to college, remember?"
"Oh...oh yeah..." Marka's voice trailed off. She stared ahead before quickly and surprisingly throwing herself onto the younger teen and released loud, fake sobs into her ear. Karai squirmed in Marka's grasp and staggered to keep from falling.
"HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME ALL ALONE?!"
"Marks, we've discussed this a while ago. I thought you'd be going with me."
"Well maybe I've changed my mind so there!"
"No you didn't."
"I know." the Hawaiian hung her head.
Karai chuckled "there is this thing called a gap year if you want to take a break from school for a while."
"Yeah, I probably will do that. Are you? I want us to go together."
"Maybe."
"Please?"
"Maybe. I want to get it over with as soon as possible like with this place." Karai gestured to the building behind them.
Marka pouted like a child. "Fine." she crossed her arms and settled her head against Karai's shoulder as they walked. Mumbling things to one another and giggling at each others' remarks. Then Karai lightly pushed her forward, and soon, the girls could see Trevor, Rin and Jay waiting for them by the student parking lot. They ventured over to the three, as other kids boarded their buses, walked in groups or pairs, ran for their own vehicles or just stood around talking. Doing the same thing earlier, laughing, chatting and shouting, just more joyfully now that they were going home. Or for other others, going to work unfortunately.
"Ready?" Jay asked unnecessarily.
"Yes, pppllleeeaaassseee! Let's go home." Marka moaned.
"I'm driving." Rin announced right as Trevor opened his mouth. He looked to the older boy. "Why don't you ever let me drive anymore?"
"Because it's my truck. And, last time I let you drive, my life flashed before my eyes."
"That's because I was drunk!" Trevor reminded as Rin opened the driver's side door. "And you're no better when you aren't drunk. Now shut up and get in." Jay laughed as the two girls snickered. Everyone piled into the truck nosily and Trevor cranked the volume right after Rin turned over the engine. The four jumped and shouted startled from the sudden blast of bellowing voices from the speakers until Rin lunged to turn it down.
"Jesus Christ! If you ruin my speakers you're buying me new ones!"
"It had to be done."
"My ears are bleeding from the inside…" Karai whined, rubbing her ears.
Trevor chuckled smugly, which earned him a smack in the head by an overly tired Marka and his grin faded. "Eh! You can't handle someone messing around with you anymore can you?"
"Not in this condition!" Marka exclaimed in a grouchy tone, pointing to the bags under her eyes as Rin began pulling out of the parking lot.
"Would you like me to play you a song on the world's smallest violin?"
"I'd like to see you try."
"Could you?" Jay asked with a childish curiosity.
It was then Trevor turned to his cell phone. A moment later he held it up to the trio sitting in the back, and mournful violin music wafted from his speakers.
"You smart ass son of a-"
"OK guys, you don't need to start fighting over something that's over with." Karai interrupted Marka before things could escalate. Rin shook his head with half-lidded eyes as he tried to concentrate on driving. So then Marka offered Karai an earphone which she took as the three boys started up a conversation the two didn't care to know about. Jay leaned forward closer to the front, laughing at a foolish joke one of the other two cracked as Marka scrolled through her playlist on her own ipod. Then she started seat dancing to a chosen song, which Karai smiled at.
"Oh yeah, you're real tired."
"Adrenaline's taking over!" Marka eyed her wildly, and then she pointed to her bags once more.
"Why are you so tired again?"
"Super late shift at work last night."
Karai nodded at her friend's answer. The truck shifted underneath them as it moved from side to side when Rin made turns. She glanced out the passenger side window, watching other vehicles and people as they passed. Suddenly, movement caught her eye from above. Upon gazing up she watched curious as a helicopter flew through the blue sky. Making its way north and catching the attention of pedestrians. Her eyes followed it as it flew further and further away. Her companions were talking about something else with one another; and Marka's next question faintly rung in her ears.
"I think people are over reacting to this virus situation. Nothing's going to happen. Whoever's in charge has everything under control. Don't you think? Seriously, what can possibly happen?"
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Soon, Marka was dropped off at her home. And Karai was tossing her bag onto a lazy boy in her own living room. She ran a hand down the side of her face before walking into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator. Once finished with reviewing the contents, she sniffed and grabbed a can of mountain dew. Slamming the door shut, she read the note on the counter left by her mother which read that pizza or subs would be their choice for dinner; for she was still at work. The teenager ventured back into the living room to lay down on a couch. She switched a flat screen on and began flicking through the channels before opening the soda can and sipped on it until she chose a desired channel. Karai dropped the remote on the cushion and crossed one foot over the other with her eyes locked on the screen.
Jay trotted through the kitchen wearing his dark silver swimming shorts with a towel slung over his shoulders. "Hey, are you sure you don't want to tag along?" he called, staring at the back of the couch from where he stood.
"Nah, I told Rin next time."
"If you say so."
She heard the door open and close as he left the house. The scent of salty air and cries of Seagulls wafted through the open windows as she settled back in a comfortable and relaxed state. Soon the truck's engine roared back to life as hollering boys slammed the doors shut. Gravel crunched under the tires before leaving the driveway. And then Karai was alone. With the house to herself. Enjoying the show that was currently on with a cold can of soda waiting for her father to return from work so they could make a trip to the local shooting range outside of town.
Later on, Karai felt her eyes grow heavy. She had become a little too comfortable in her spot on the couch. Her eyes fell shut and the now empty can slipped out of her hand as she succumbed to sleep.
...
Someone gently grasped her shoulder and lightly shook her awake, making her moan and squeeze her eyes tighter shut at the touch.
"Hey sleepy, you should get up so we can get to the range before it closes."
Karai's eyes fluttered open and her vision focused on her father who was watching the teen thoughtfully.
"…Dad? Wait…hm?"
"You still up for target practice?"
She rubbed the sleep from her eyes as another moan escaped from the back of her throat. Stretching, she sat up, and looked around. Her father's officer uniform hung over a chair, the name tag with the identity Ryan Lambert was hit by sunlight. She gazed at the digital clock sitting next to the television. 5:00 P.M. Which gave them plenty of time to spend at the range. Karai snatched the can off the floor and tossed it in the recycling bin before following Ryan outside. She could see some of the guns they kept in a safe in the basement already in the family's hummer.
"How was your day sweet pea?"
"It was fine; history teacher was a douche as usual. But it was OK."
"Why was he being a douche this time?"
"I kept spacing out."
"Well, you have to pay attention in class Karai. Especially now since finals are coming up."
"I know. Oh, we have a half-day tomorrow just fyi. How'd work go?"
"Meh," Ryan started, not taking his eyes off the road. "There was a hostage situation in the next town. I almost had to shoot a kid about your age because his dad ordered him to hold a gun to the hostage's head. In the end, the staties were able to go in and arrest the two. I'm sure the story'll be all over the news by tomorrow for a while now for sure."
"Why?"
"Why? He was a lunatic that's why. Damn idiot."
"Hm. But the high school didn't go into a lock down."
"Because the high school is stupid like that."
Karai smirked at Ryan's smart remarks. But that smirk frowned when she happened to look up through the windshield and spotted two more helicopters flying in the same direction as the first one had.
"Hm," Ryan watched them go before returning his gaze to the street in front of them. "It makes you wonder what's going on out there doesn't it?"
Karai stared pass him as he said this with narrowed eyes. "Hey Dad?"
"Yes my offspring?"
"What…do you think's happening out there?"
There was a moment of silence before he answered. "I don't know. I wouldn't worry about it. So don't let it worry you OK?"
"Well what if something did happen?"
"You have your mother's and my cell phone numbers remember? If we get separated, we'll find each other. No, just stay in one spot and we'll find you. Just…just don't worry about it alright? Everything's fine."
There was a tone of uneasiness in his voice. Uneasiness that Karai did not like. She watched her father who didn't steal a glance at her before leaning back in her seat; released a soft sigh and watched the scenery ahead of them.
...
Ryan pulled up to the shooting range's parking spaces. Shortly after, the two relatives hopped out and pulled out their firearms. Ryan flashed the range officer his license before she let them inside. The range was located outside in a large field, holding twelve large stations. They both put on a pair of safety goggles and ear muffs and Karai chose her favorite AK-47 as the first weapon she would use. Ryan picked his chrome shotgun and took the station next to his daughter.
Focusing, waiting, watching. She sucked in her breath and held it as she took her first shot at a moving target. The bullet was slightly off course, hitting the barricade behind it.
'Damn it.'
"That was close, that was close…" Ryan nodded as he took his ear muffs off. "Just remember to slowly breathe though your nose, and out your mouth."
She nodded. "I'm just warming up, I've gotten better you know." She grinned.
"That's my girl."
And so, they practice more and more as different shooters switched out their old weapons for new ones. Ryan gave small lessons to Karai about different guns before she switched the current one she was using with another. As time progressed, she became slightly better; able to hit the moving targets almost perfectly within the short hours. The magnum still made her a bit on edge, but with her father's guidance, she was able to fire a few rounds only to hit three out of the seven targets she aimed for. Together, they practiced with an auto shotgun, a combat rifle and shotgun, the AK-47, a sniper rifle and a M1911 pistol. She didn't hit every single target, but she shot more than she thought she would.
Ryan high-fived his daughter, proud at her improving skills. Karai smiled to herself before they started to clean up and pack the weapons away back in the hummer. They waved the range officer goodnight as she closed up the shooting range for the night as they headed back out on the road.
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Karai pulled the hummer into the driveway and turned the engine off. She helped Ryan unload the weapons again and walked down a small flight of stone steps to the basement outside the house. Ryan unlocked the basement door and switched on a light as they made their way inside. Once the guns were stored away, both ventured up the basement stairs leading into the kitchen.
"It's about time you got home!" Trevor yelled over to his friend while enjoying a slice of pizza.
"Ah be quiet, you don't even live here." Karai shot back. He mocked her in a playful matter as she made herself a plate. "So how'd shooting go Hun?" Her mother asked. Karai grinned as her father gave her the answer.
"She's gotten a hell of a lot better. I'm impressed. Very."
"Really? Maybe you could become a cop too one day."
"But I've already chosen my career?"
"I know, I'm playing with you sweetie."
"Quiet! They're talking about the virus!" Jay shouted, bringing everyone's attention to the T.V.
"…Turn it up?" Their mother called.
Rin did just that as everyone else joined them in the living room with their plates, staring at the woman on the screen eagerly.
"-Access to many major cities in the east coast have been shut down by authorities. Starting from northern South Carolina. The need to quarantine has been stated because of the highly infectious disease…"
"Do they even know what it's called?" Rin raised an eyebrow. Their mother shrugged.
"-Remember to avoid all contact with any suspicious infected individuals, and to immediately report unusual behavior to the right authorities. There also has been reports of very large and very rapid spread around the United States of this sickness, which has been confirmed as the-"
The screen suddenly went black. Making everyone freeze in dead silence.
A title to a different channel appeared on the top of the screen, causing everybody protest in annoyance. "Anyone have the remote?" Karai's mother asked, looking around. Jay hopped out of his seat and took a look under the chair he was sitting in, as Rin and the others searched in various other spots.
"Found it," their mother held it up from under the couch and switched it back to the news channel. But now, the news reporters were discussing another topic while the names of different schools that were still open for tomorrow flashed at the bottom of the screen.
Including Karai's.
"Well…this is unsettling." Jay muttered.
"Honey…you'll be OK. It's all up north anyways…" their mother comforted.
"I know, I can't miss any more school anyway." Karai heard her brother say. She couldn't take her eyes off the television and the chuckling reporters on it.
...
Dusk was approaching.
"Well I'm off." Trevor clapped his hands while swiveling to the front door. "Thanks for dinner Mrs. Lambert." He waved.
"I told you to call me Evada!" Karai's mother yelled as Trevor cringed. "I ain't old!"
"Yes ma'am." He said. "Do you really think you should be walking home? After what we just heard on the news?" Evada added. "Ah. Don't worry about me. I'll be alright." The boy assured before looking to his three friends. "Welp, see ya'll tomorrow, if we're still alive…" he hissed, backing out of the house.
"That ain't funny Trev!" Karai exclaimed with Rin laughing behind her.
Trevor held up his hands and slowly wiggled his fingers in an eerie fashion. "…Oooh…oooh!...see you around Mr. Lambert!" he finally called with a wave as he faced the street. "Are you sure you don't want a ride?" Ryan hollered. The teen turned his head back at him "no really, I'll be fine I promise!" There was a pause, before Ryan shrugged. "If you say so then, good night."
"Night!"
With that, Evada closed the door and locked it. Jay jogged up the stairs for a shower and Rin had already disappeared to his room to do whatever he was planning to do. Karai decided to hit the hay early; despite taking a nap before going to the range. She made it to the steps before her father stopped her.
"Hey, that was really great shooting today. Proud of ya."
"Thanks. I think I'm better with a melee than a gun still."
"Just saying kiddo. You learn quick."
Karai smiled until Ryan gave her a quick peck on the cheek and said good night. She said it back, and then called out to Evada.
"Night Mom."
"Night honey, love you."
She walked up the stairs and ventured to her room until Rin walked by.
"Sweet nightmares." He joked.
"Definitely."
They disappeared in their bedrooms at the same time. Karai quietly closed her door, leaped into her bed. She laid there on her side for a long moment. Staring out her window. Her faint reflection in it stared back until she flipped onto her back. Then sat up. Taking a breath, she reached down then pulled a large holster from underneath her bed. And unsheathed the machete contained in it. Karai dropped the holster and examined the black and blue blade, sliding her finger across it while gripping its black handle tightly. It was a gift from her cousin who lived up north…
The machete drooped in her hold.
'No, no. Stop thinking like that. He's OK…He's fine…'
...
It was pitch dark outside.
Karai couldn't sleep. She laid in bed staring at the ceiling. She sat up while looking out the window. From the faint street light lighting up her window, she could see small rain drops streaming down the glass. She looked to her own digital clock next to her bed. 2:12 A.M. It was hot and humid in the bedroom since she forgot to open her window. Karai got up and did just that before hopping onto her desk top. It was deadly quiet both inside and outside. Soon, she was on facebook…finding most of her notifications talking or mentioning something involved with the virus. Including tonight's news report.
Many people were already freaking out. Others were making theories or rumors up.
One comment in particular unnerved her.
"…I really…don't feel well…"
Her eyes studied that comment.
"Dude, don't joke like that." Replied another user.
"No, seriously, I don't."
Karai typed in her own reply.
"Where do you live?"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"In Savannah."
Her brow furrowed. She leaned back in her seat as she took in a breath; feeling her heartbeat rise a bit.
As she watched, other users advised on what this person should do.
She wanted to think this person was just messing with everyone for a scare. However as the conversation before her progressed, she couldn't think that anymore.
And then she heard something. Something faint. Very faint. Karai eyed the window, before turning her full attention to the outside. She walked over and fully opened the window to stick her head out and look around. She could hear sirens in the distance out in the city. She heard it again coming from the north.
Karai wasn't sure, because of how faint it was. But she couldn't think of what else it could be.
It almost sounded like a gun shot.
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A/N: So, I've decided to give Karai's older brother an actual name. Because Remzi flew out of my head out of nowhere. And as I look at it now, I thought he needs an actual name.
So Remzi's new name is Rin! AND! I really like that name.
I'm sorry if this chapter doesn't make sense *sobs* I'm not exactly sure how shooting ranges work or how news reporters tell their reports. I don't watch the news much, only for the weather lol.