Ok to the people who care I'm back and as swamped as ever. Now I got this idea while talking with my sis and I got thinking 'why not' so I started writing this just to see where it goes. Oh and before I forget I'm going to be using guns from CoD:MW2. Now for people who don't know what that is; it stands for Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2.
Before I start, this fic will most likely not follow a set story line it will mostly flow from my mind(if I can find it) but the main of the story will be Left 4 Dead style and if anybody wants a small group of people(no bigger than 4) to be in the story(they must make sense, so that means none from the future and no aliens) PM me and tell me who and from what anime they're from. Just so you know, I will only pick a few and if they have magic it is all right, after all there are ninja. Now, on with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Left 4 Dead or any of the other animes that may make an appearance in this fic, if I did I would not be writing this.
"Normal speech"
'Normal thoughts'
"Kyuubi speech"
'Kyuubi's thoughts'
"Japanese speech"
The dark streets of the city play a host to the many evils of the modern world, but not the ones you would expect. There are no drug dealers, no hookers, and no criminals. No, you see, the streets now are full of the new evil of the world. Be it day or night, you can find them and more than likely they can find you, for the new evil are zombies.
Chapter:1 Hello once more.
Thank you Death-Scimitar for being my Beta.
The street was dark and there was no sign of life to be seen. The undead, however, were everywhere; their moans and groans the only sound apart from the distant alarms.
-On the roof of a nearby building-
Two shadowed figures could be seen moving to the edge. "Hey, ten bucks says you can't knock off the one hanging out by that taxi without the rest knowing," rasped out the tallest shadow to the other.
The smaller of the two didn't even reply but instead readied his weapon and set it down on the wall. The weapon itself was a M21-EBR with a silencer.
The smaller figure made a show of the bet by removing the clip and empting all but one round. He reinserted the clip and loaded the bullet into the chamber, aiming down the scope.
The roof was awash with silence. The only noise was the heavy breathing of the taller shadow and the calm, slow breaths of the other. The silence was changed when the smaller stopped breathing and was punctuated by the gun firing.
"Pfft"
-Down on the street moments before the shot-
The street whose name escapes even the author (as the sign that should be there to tell you what street you're on is no longer there) was fairly packed with the infected.
There were about fifty or more spread around the street, four of which were hanging around a taxi that was left in the middle of the street.
The first and second were chewing on a severed arm, the third one was laying on the ground and would have to been thought dead if it didn't sit up every few minutes before laying back down, and the forth was at the back of the taxi staring at the tail lights.
"Pfft"
Something grabbed the forth's attention so it turned its head to see what it was. It never had a chance as a bullet entered its skull and burst out the back.
The time between entry and exit was so quick that its body didn't even notice. It just stood there, not even moving. The infected around it just stopped. A few looked at it then made random grunts, groans and moans and they just went about what they were doing before.
-Back on the roof-
"Fucking hell, Itachi, that was my last ten! Now what am I going to use at poker in the safe house?" spoke the larger shadow in an angered whisper at the smaller one as he handed over the money.
"It's your own fault for making a bet with me, Kisame. You knew you would lose, so stop bitching and be quiet or you may lead them here!" spoke the one now identified as Itachi in a calm, cool tone.
"Come on let's have another bet. I can still get my money back before we get to the safe house."
"No, and besides, you don't have any money".
As they moved off the roof and in the direction of the safe house, Itachi spared one last look at the street then moved to follow Kisame. Had he looked just a few moments longer he would have seen a shadowed figure move across the roof on the other end of the street.
-Safe house-
Itachi and Kisame finally made it to the safe house after another half-hour and banged on the metal door.
"Who is it?" A muffled voice came from the other side of the door that sounded oddly feminine.
"It's just us, so open up".
"How do I know it's really you two?"
"Oh, fuck you, snake skin, open this fucking door before I shove my sword up your fucking ass!" boomed Kisame as he had enough of standing around and wanted to lay down for a while.
Hearing the latch click, Itachi slapped his partner and gave him a look that he knew all too well. It was a look that said, 'shut up and behave or I'll leave you out here without your sword'.
As the door swung open, Itachi and Kisame had to step back so they wouldn't be hit by it. They walked in and closed it behind them and began to take note of who was there.
The first person they saw was sitting on a table. He was about 6'1, looked to be about thirty and had a shock of silver hair that stood up as if saying 'fuck you, gravity' and wore a eye patch over his left eye.
He had a pair of steel toed boots under a pair of blue jeans with a hole in the left knee and a tropical shirt that had naked women all over it. Printed on the back of the shirt, in bold black letters was 'I support lesbian sex'. He also had a black hooded jacket tied around his waist and on the back of it, right at the shoulders, it said 'buns of steel'.
In his hand was his ever trusty Icha Icha paradise, strapped to his right leg was a Model 1887(1) and connected to a leather strap that went over his shoulder was an AK-47.
The second person was another male who was doing push up's with one hand. He was about 6'2 and looked as if he was about the same age as the first. He had a black bowl cut and eyebrows so big that some people thought that they were alive.
He had a pair of running shoes, green track pants with his ever present orange leg warmers, along with a sleeveless green muscle shirt. On top of that he wore a large green zip up jacket with large white print that said 'Gai's fountain of youth gym'.
His weapons were next to him laid out on top of his jacket that was on the chair. There was a MGL or Multiple Grenade Launcher(2) and leaning on the chair was a M240.
The third person, was not a male but, in fact, a woman, was walking away from the door. Standing roughly at 5'9 and looked about 26, she had purple hair that was tied into a small braid that went to her shoulder.
She wore knee high combat boots a short brown mini-skirt with bike shorts under it. She also had a tie-dyed shirt of black, dark blue and purple with 'bite me, I dare you' written across it and to top it off a brown trench coat that went to her knees.
Strapped under her arms were two pistol holsters in which were two Desert Eagles and in her hand was a UMP45.
The last person could be considered a dead body if it wasn't for the rise and fall of his chest. He looked to be 5'8 and about 18; his brown hair was pulled up into a pineapple shape. He had a pair of sneakers and was wearing a standard gray pair of slacks with a black shirt that had gray clouds stitched into it and a gray business jacket.
Across the back of his waist was a holstered Model 1887 and laying on the floor next to him was a SCAR-H.
"Hey, scarecrow, where's the rest? I thought they were only an hour behind you?" rasped out Kisame as he removed the cloak he wore to show what he was wearing underneath.
He was 6'2 and was about 32. His blue hair was spiked upwards he also looked quite imposing with his shark-like features. He wore a pair steel toed boots with black slacks topped off with a dark blue shirt with a black leather biker jacket. In his left hand was his sword as he propped it up on the table and on both legs were MiniUzi's.
"Huh? You say something, sushi?" replied Kakashi without removing his eye from his book.
"Please, Kakashi-san, don't antagonize him. I had to put up with him out there and when I'm in here I would very much like it if he was as quiet as possible," spoke Itachi calmly but quite forcefully as he sat down, opened his cloak and removed a box of pocky. He ripped it open and ate a whole stick in one bite and then munched slowly on the rest.
Now that we get a good look at him we can see that he is 5'10 and looked to be about 26. He had the standard Uchiha hair colour of black with a pair of round rimed sunglasses that were tinted dark red covering his black eyes; although, they did nothing to hide the scars around them.
He was wearing a pair of black loafers with black silk pants. The white shirt, red tie, and black jacket with lots of pockets that topped it off were all made of silk.
Resting against his chair was his M21-EBR that had a silencer on it and strapped to his right leg was a Ranger.
"Yo, Itachi, will you help me play a prank on eyebrowless".
"No".
"Oh, please, great Uchiha-sama".
"...No".
"Not even for 3 boxes of pocky".
"... I'm listening".
"Ok, here's what we do".
-6 blocks away-
"Achoo".
"HONK" "BEEP" "HONK" "BEEP" "HONK" "BEEP"
"God damn it, Zabuza-sama."
-Back at safe house-
"God damn it, Zabuza-sama."
"Hey, Itachi, did you hear that?"
"No. Now what did you want me to do again?"
-6 blocks away again-
"I didn't mean to do it! I swear, Haku-chan."
"It doesn't matter now. They know we're here now so get ready," scolded the one named Haku.
She was a beauty from her long flowing dark brown hair, braided down to the backs of her knees, to her chocolate brown eyes.
She was 20 years of age and about 5'9 in height. She was wearing a pair of black pants, tucked into the pair of boots that came up to her knees. She had a black long-sleeve button up shirt with a white collar, topped off with a deep blue sleeveless trench coat that went to her ankles.
In her hands was a FAL with an ACOG sight and strapped to her right leg was a M93 Raffica.
"The more you two talk the faster they'll find us. You know that, right?" came the voice of reason from the third member of their group.
"Please be quiet, Gaara, they were going to find us soon anyway and more will come when you start up," spoke Haku in an accusing tone.
Gaara was just as stunning as Haku. Her hip length, vibrant red hair done up in a braid and her teal eyes that held back so much emotion were stunning.
At 19 years of age she was a respectable 5'9. She wore steel toed boots with a pair of jeans that had holes at the knees and below. On top of that she wore a black mid length muscle shirt with a tan trench coat over it that went to her knees.
At her side was a M203 grenade launcher that hung by a strap at her shoulder and in her hands was a M4A1 assault rifle with an underhung grenade launcher.
"Here they come," spoke Zabuza in a rushed breath.
Zabuza had black hair and pointed shark-like teeth. He was about 6'1 and looked to be 31. He was wearing black combat boots and had long camo pants tucked into them. He was also wearing a black muscle shirt with a sleeveless camo jacket over it.
In his hands are two P90's and strapped to his back was what some would call a sword and others would call a slab of metal with a edge.
(This will be my first battle scene so don't get up me to badly please)
As the unassuming hoard came the first kill went to Haku as she shot him in the head and the zombie hit the floor hard. Zabuza had somehow gotten his sword stuck in the skull of a nearby Tank and had to leave it there as the infected swarmed over the body and headed his way.
Gaara had been able to drop the first ten that came at her with machine gun rounds and got about fifteen more with a grenade when she shot it into the hoard. After she had climbed up to the top of a nearby lamp post and started to shoot down into the infected.
Zabuza, on the other hand, was not happy. He had to leave his sword behind and was now hiding behind a car with Haku at his side. He was only using one of his two P90's to save some ammo.
-Nearby roof top-
A shadow on a roof top watched the ongoing battle down on the street with interest for a few moments before noticing a moving shadow behind the man with black hair and no eyebrows and the brown haired beauty that were hiding behind the car. The shadow was stopped from doing anything by a growl from behind it.
Spinning around while pulling a knife of some sort the shadow was greeted by the sight of a hunter ready to pounce.
The shadow could do nothing as it was pinned to the roof and was being mauled. Remembering the knife in its hand, the shadow flicked it into a reverse grip and hit a small reddish button on the side of the grip, propelling the blade into the hunter's skull, killing it.
Standing up and, after dusting itself off, the shadow looked down onto the street only to see the eyebrowless man being choked by a smoker's tongue from the second floor of the building. It was too far back for the brown haired woman to hit and the redhead on the light post could not see it. So, it was up to itself to save the guy.
Stepping out of the shadows and into the light, we can see that he, yes it's a he by the build, was wearing long Kevlar pants that had a red/black camo scheme and were tucked into a pair of black combat boots. He wore a large jacket that had a hood of the same colour and a black backpack on his back. What he wore under it, we don't know nor do we know what his face looks like as he wore a hood over his hair and a gas mask over his face.
In his hand was a knife handle with a hole in one end that matched the size of the base of the knife blade that was in still in the hunter's head.
Strapped to the left side of the backpack was a loaded RPG-7 and tied to the back of his waist was a bag that had four extra rockets and strapped to the right side was a Dragunov with a silencer and a 6, 12 and 15x scope. Across his chest was an AK-47 with an underhung grenade launcher and in the holster on each leg there was a custom G18. The main body of the weapon was white where as the slide was black and had gold tribal markings engraved into it. There was a fire rate switch to swap from single to full auto.
Going down onto one knee, he unstrapped the Dragunov and set the barrel down on the small lip so that the weapon was not sticking out over the side.
Uncapping the scope, he dialed in the focus for his shot. It required a bit of a deft hand but finally getting it just right, he looked down the scope and could see the smoker that was choking the eyebrowless man.
-Down on the street earlier-
"Haku, how's Gaara holding up?" said Zabuza in his gruff tone with a bit more breath in it than usual.
Haku sprang up, dropping three more with two shots. She noticed that Gaara was perfectly fine, unless you count that she was swearing at the infected because she was getting bored and running low on grenades.
"She's alright. She's swearing at the infected but they haven't yet got up to her," spoke Haku, her voice just higher then than a whisper and was punctuated by an explosion from where Gaara was.
"Huurk"
Haku turned around to see Zabuza being dragged away by a long tongue from the second floor of a nearby building.
"Zabuza-sama!" yelled Haku frantically as she tried to help him but couldn't get a shot because it might hit him.
She turned and jumped on top of the car that she and Zabuza were hiding behind before and yelled to Gaara. "Gaara! Can you get a grenade into the window and save Zabuza-sama?" as she shot another that was going for Zabuza.
Hearing her friend yelling, Gaara spared a glance at the window but noticed that she could not see it. "Sorry Haku-chan, I can't see it from where I am; I would have to move and that is pretty much imposable at the moment," she replied, looking down at the reason why she was stuck up a light pole.
"Pfft"
"Pfft"
Haku ,hearing a sound, turned to look at where Zabuza was being strangled just in time to see a bullet split the tongue that was holding Zabuza up. She could hear the tell tale sound of the smoker being killed.
-On the roof before the shot-
Watching the scene play out before him was intriguing to say the least. He had been waiting for the perfect time to fire when he saw the opening he had been waiting for. Taking a deep breath and holding it in, he lined up the shot and pulled the trigger, not once, but twice.
"Pfft"
"Pfft"
Watching the shots impact on target would have to wait as he took aim and started to snipe the remaining few infected. He made his way to the ledge to oversee the area and look for anymore infected. Satisfied that he could not find any in the area, he looked down at the people that he had just helped he gave them a slight nod of the head. He made his way over to the long drainage pipe.
-back down on the street right after the first two shots-
Haku ran over to check on Zabuza "Zabuza-sama, are you alright? You're not hurt are you? Let me have a lo-" she was prevented from finishing by Zabuza interrupting.
"Stop fussing over me, woman. I'm a full grown man, damn it, and you're not my mother," he barked at Haku harshly only to stop a bit too late to catch himself as he saw Haku gain a slight twitch to her right eye.
"N-n-n-now, Haku-chan, I didn't mean it that way," was all he was able to say before her boot was slamming into his face, sending him back into the wall.
"Now, Zabuza-sama, what was that you said? I couldn't hear it very well. You did say 'thank you for your concern' right?" she said in a sickly sweet tone.
Gaara, who was standing behind her friend, couldn't help but wince at the tone and hoped that she would never have it used on her.
"O-o-of course, that's what I said, Haku-chan. Why would I say anything else?" Zabuza stammered frantically, praying that he didn't piss her off yet again.
"That's good to hear. Oh, Gaara, I didn't notice you there. You're not hurt, are you?" she asked in a sincere tone that would have fool anybody who didn't see what happened a moment ago into thinking that she didn't have a evil bone in her whole body.
"No, I'm not. I got up on the light pole before they got me," she said as blandly as she could while still keeping her thankful tone.
"That's good."
"Yeah, yeah, why don't you two do something useful and help me up."
As the pair of girls helped him up, he could not help but think about why they had not been attacked yet. They had been sitting there for a few minutes. Upon speaking of this to the others, they, too, were shocked that they had not been attacked. They turned to look out at the street just in time to see a infected's head explode.
As they looked out over the street, they noticed a shadowed figure on a rooftop near the end of the street. They watched as the figure walked into the light. All they could make out was a person wearing some sort of camo clothing and a rifle of some sort. They saw him give a slight nod of the head that they returned as the figure made its way to a drain pipe.
They watched the figure shimmy down the pipe and onto the street. As the figure got closer, they began to make out details. For example, the figure was male(see appearance from before). When he finally reached them, the three could hear him muttering to himself in another language but they didn't know it nor could they tell what it was. He stopped in front of them, making no intent to start a conversation.
"Umm, thank you for saving Zabuza-sama. My name's Haku and the red head over there is Gaara," spoke Haku sincerely yet still on edge as she introduced herself and the others to the man who helped them.
"Resnov, Viktor Resnov" he replied with a heavy Russian accent as he checked his AK's clip. After tapping it twice on the stock, he reinserted it in the weapon and cocked it.
"Well, anyway thank you, Vikt-"
"Please, just Resnov. No need to be formal. I can also tell that English is not your first language."
"Fine, Resnov, not to be ungrateful for saving me, but I feel the need to ask just why did you help me? Most of the people left out here would have waited till we were dead and taken our stuff off our corpses." Zabuza interrupted as he wanted to get off the street as fast as possible.
"Well, I was just passing through the area and heard the gunfire. So, I came to have a look and, low and behold, I find three people fighting off the infected. I watched for a few minutes and when I saw a shadow in the window of the building-" he was interrupted by Haku yelling at him.
"You could've saved him by shooting it sooner! Why didn't yo-" Resnov interrupted her as he was a bit ticked off that he was cut off before he could finish.
"As I was saying, when I saw a shadow in the window of the building, I was about to go for my sniper but I heard something behind me. When I turned around, I saw a hunter and he pounced at me-"
"Wait, you said a hunter jumped on you; then how are you not hurt?" this time it was Gaara that interrupted him.
"Look, how about when we're somewhere a bit safer I'll tell you the rest of it-"
"Ok, girls, I hate to say this, but I think he's right. We should move and soon." This time it was Zabuza that cut him off.
As they moved off, both Haku and Gaara wanted to hear the rest of what he was doing in the area, but they knew that the longer they stayed in one place the more infected got in the way of them and the safe house.
About an hour later, they were approximately ten minutes away from the safe house. Zabuza was up front with Gaara at the back and Resnov and Haku in between them.
Resnov asked Haku if this was all that was left of their group or what. "So is there more or is this it?"
"Huh? Is what it?"
"Sorry, I meant are there any more of your group or are you the last?"
"Ohh no, there are more. They're waiting at the safe house we're heading to."
"I see. So what are they like?"
"Well, let's see, there is Kakashi, he's a pervert and he reads porn most of the time. Then there's Gai, he's a bit of a fitness freak," she was cut off by Zabuza.
"Understatement of the century there, Haku, that's like saying that good 'ole one eye is only a little perverted," Zabuza said with a laugh from up ahead of them.
"Yes, yes. Now as I was saying, next there is Anko, she's a bit on the strange side since she likes snakes. Let's see, who else is there? Ohh, there's Shikamaru, he's most likely the most sane one of all of us, but he's a bit on the lazy side. The only way to get him going is to poke him with a stick," she was cut off once more but this time it was from Gaara.
"Or you could threaten to hit him with a frying pan, that work's too."
"I guess that works as well. Now who's next? Ohh there's Itachi; he's ok as long as you don't slander the name of pocky when he is near. After him there's Kisame, he's also a bit strange-" she was cut off once more by Zabuza as he yelled that the safe house was just up ahead because he can see the door.
However celebrating would need to wait as a car came flying at Zabuza and hit him. It sent him right into the wall and a tank came running out after it. Haku was about to open fire on it when Resnov grabbed her arm.
"Don't. We need to go and get help now, ok? He's under the car, so the tank needs to get that off him first. If we get help quickly, it won't get to him. Hurry up, let's go." Haku looked ready to rip his arm off and go help Zabuza, but a look from Gaara told her that he would be ok.
As they made their way over to the door, Resnov dropped back a bit and started to fumble with a strap. He finally undid the strap when he got to the door and Haku was yelling at the people on the other side to open the god damn door and help. When the door did open, she slugged the unlucky brown haired one that opened the door who had a pineapple style haircut because he took too long to open the door.
As the rest of them got up and out the door, they noticed one person that they didn't know. But they could come back to that later, at the moment they needed to find out a way to get the tank away from the car.
"Umm, Haku, was it? Do you think you could get its attention over here?"
"Why would I need to do that, Resnov?" she responded.
"Well, I don't want to take the chance that he could get hurt when I fire this," he told her as he held up his RPG-7.
"If we can get it far away from the car, it would be good, but if we could get it going in this direction, I can hit it in the chest and put it down with one shot."
Most of the people around Resnov could not for the life of them figure out how they had missed a weapon that large all this time.
"Yes, I do think that it is a sound plan as well. So we will move back while you, Haku, get its attention and your friend takes his shot," spoke Itachi as he directed the rest to back away.
"Are you ready, Haku? All I need you to do is get it to come over here."
She nodded to Resnov that she was ready as she took up a spot behind him. He took a knee and shouldered the weapon, pulling out the priming pin at the head of the missile and taking aim.
Haku took aim and fired the first shot, but it didn't notice. She fired off a second, but it still did nothing and she got angry at it and shot it four more times. Much to her happiness and horror, the tank turned to face her and Resnov. It gave a loud roar before it charged at them and Resnov turned and told Haku to get back with the others. When he turned back, the tank was halfway to him. He took aim and fired the RPG.
Everyone had to cover their eyes when it exploded and dust was thrown all over the place. When it had settled enough to look, all they could see was a crater with blood, guts and muscle all over the place. All in all it was not a pretty picture.
A few minutes later, they had managed to get the car off of Zabuza and got him inside the safe house. When Zabuza asked why it took so long to get him out from under the car, they told him and he looked at Resnov. Thanking him once more for saving him, the others asked what he meant and he told them of what happened before.
"So I guess we should thank you for helping them," Itachi said
"And, you know, that now that you are inside the safe house you don't need to wear the gas mask."
Resnov started to think about the pros and cons of removing his mask. He guessed he could, but somehow he knew that once he did something bad would happen to him.
"Well, I guess I could," Resnov spoke as he slowly moved his hands up to his gas mask and undid the first and second clasps. He put a hand on the face of the mask and one on the hood that hid his hair and slowly pulled them both off.
"Hurry the fuck up, some of us have other things to do," yelled an angry Anko.
He took off the gas mask and hood to reveal a shock of golden blond hair with the last two inches blood red. His eyes were still closed, but he could hear that most of them were holding their breath. When he did open his eyes, they were shocked to see two slit purple eyes looking back at them. "Hi guys," was about all he could get out before he was knocked off his feet and he hit his head on the wall, dazing him for the moment.
"Sdelal l'uboj lovit zavodskoj yarlyk gruzovika, kotoryj tol'ko pometil men'a"
"What did he just say? I didn't catch it," Anko said trying to find out what he said.
"He's speaking in Russian. I will translate. He said, 'did anyone catch the license-plate of the truck that just tagged me' I think," said Itachi as he had learned Russian at one point or another.
When everyone heard that, they couldn't help themselves as they burst out laughing at that thought.
-The end of first chapter-
Thank fuck that is over. It has taken me over a month and a half to write this and I'm not sure when the next might get here.
(1)Now to all of you readers out there that have played CoD:MW2 you will most likely hate this gun with an ungodly passion and to all of you who don't know how evil it is, then I will tell you; it is a shotgun that is insanely strong and has the range of about 20 feet.
(2)I know that the MGL was not in CoD:MW2 but I thought that because Gai is the strongest, he needs something a bit bigger.