I do not own Left 4 Dead, or its characters. I do however own mine. MINE I SAY!
July of Two-thousand and Eleven was, as some people put it, the end of the world. Not literally of course, without man kind the earth keeps spinning, but for us it was. The reports really started in May. I was a Sophomore in high school at that time, and I was honestly not doing so well. I understood the curriculum quite easily, but I just could not be bothered to spend my free time working on assignments that did not truly benefit me in any way. I spent almost all of my time playing video games or watching bad zombie flicks while I did just enough work to stay passing in my classes.
It was mid May when the reports of a flu began to hit the Internet. While some major blogs posted entries about this flu, it was really the forum sites and comment sections on different websites that were abuzz with the news. When the big news networks picked up on the story they were unable to report it as it was, That was what may have been the biggest mistake. The networks reported it as a minor sickness. Nausea and vomiting, but that was the limit of what it did. Back on the Internet, however, everyone was a skeptic. Many people were uploading videos and pictures of the infected.
The Internet showed a far different angle. It showed the infected attacking people in the park, on the subway, and in their homes. Each week the pictures showed more and more infected until it was impossible to ignore. The infected could be seen, abet rarely, just by looking outside. Their white eyes and bloodied clothing made them especially noticeable in the night. It was too late to deny it. The United State of America had an, honest to god, zombie outbreak.
By the time the major stations began to tell the truth it was far too late. The infected were taking everything that everyone had worked for and built. Emergency broadcasts were playing non stop telling the remaining population to stay inside and quarantine themselves from the infected. The Civil Emergency and Defense Agency, or C.E.D.A., came into play. C.E.D.A. Set up evacuation points in town and urged the public to go there, be tested, and be evacuated. They never said what happened if you were found to have the virus.
One week after the infection C.E.D.A was forced to draw back from the cities and put up posters for evacuation points outside of major population areas. They also left instructions for setting up Safe-Houses. These Safe-Houses were fortified rooms that could hold back even the strongest of attacks. C.E.D.A. Said to keep First Aid precautions in these rooms for any survivors moving through. They also warned against firearms. The public had no chance. Two weeks after the infection:
Author's Notes: This is just a very short introduction to my new Left 4 Dead Fanfiction "Two Weeks After Infection". I will post the first real chapter tomorrow with luck. Please hold off thoughts until then. Feel free to Read and Review this introduction though.