Pyric: Hello! I see we meet again, readers!
Riku: *bangs head on table* I thought I got rid of you...
Pyric: Nope! This is my first ever Left 4 Dead fic, and I don't play very often, but I absolutely LOVE this game!
Riku: *rolls eyes* Of course you do...
Pyric: Shut up, Riku. *knocks Riku off head*
Aaron: Pyric doesn't own anything!
..::Chapter One::..
I ran. I ran as fast as my legs could take me, and it was a good thing I had taken track and cross country for the last three years. My lungs burned. My legs ached. I wouldn't last much longer against this monster. This zombie...was the only one that I couldn't kill. I couldn't kill her, so I kept running.
"Aaron..." she sobbed in a monstrous way. Her body was bloody and beaten. Her flesh was rotting and falling from her body. It was an awful sight; I wish I couldn't see. I didn't turn around to face my follower. She was a predator and I was her prey. This wouldn't end well for me. Not well at all.
Finally, I tripped over the sidewalk. I fell onto broken glass and rumble. Skinny jeans didn't protect me very well. I pulled my black hood over my eyes so I wouldn't need to she her face. Her beautifully, painfully, dead looking face. I don't think I have ever been this scared-this terrified- in my life. "Leanna, don't!" I cried out when I could sense her within a yard of me.
"Aaron will..." she seemed to pause as if thinking for the right word. A sick smile spread across her bloody lips with realization. "Aaron will die!" she wailed out. She swung her razor sharp claws and left gashes deep in my arms.
A pained whimper escaped my lips when I felt my flesh tearing. Tears stung my eyes as I gripped my hood tighter. This was the end of me. This is the finish of my story. My little sister who was turned into a zombie kills me, her loving older brother. How tragic, she always said she would kill me, and I always said she's be the death of me. I never knew how true our words were.
I felt her clawed hands grab my right wrist, and she dug her disgusting teeth into it. I screamed and kicked her away as a gun was shot. Leanna fell off of me with a gut retching shriek; she was dead.
"Nice shot, Nick!" a man with a strong southern accent yelled.
"Shut it, Ellis!" Another man, presumably Nick, shouted back at the other man.
I felt the pain in my wrist seem to spread the slightest. No... I thought. I didn't want to image why the pain was spreading. Maybe it was a poison that was going to kill me. You know it's the flu, Aaron. I shook my head and pushed myself up onto my feet before breaking into a dead on run.
"Wait! Kid!" I heard another man that wasn't the southern guy or Nick. I didn't turn to see who it was. There was no need, I was going to be dead soon anyways. Though I couldn't shake the feeling I was being watched or chased, I kept going.
The city was in ruin, and I had no idea what state, never mind what city, I was in. A teen from the north wasn't too much good in the south, I'll tell you. The heat was brutal and the sun's rays were far to strong. Note to self: Never ever go on vacation again. I kept going, now running on all four limbs and faster, and I must've run through at least six small towns before I found one that seemed deserted. Looking around, my silver and bloodshot eyes found a small and completely abandoned house.
I climbed in through a broken window, looking around the room quickly. It seemed to be a living room. There was a small TV on the corner of the room with a PlayStation3 and some games, a cozy little couch with an oak coffee table sitting in front of it with magazines and books scattered atop it.
The pain pulsed though my veins. It burned as if fire was raging through me. I whimpered and whined that the force that slowly killing me. I silently crawled up upon the peachy couch, finally letting the pain take over and leave me unconscious. Here, in some strangers house, is where I'll be dying.
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I slowly opened my eyes. I was still in the living room of the small house where I now seemed to be living. The pain seemed to have subsided though I couldn't shake the thought of why I wasn't dead yet.
It's because you're infected, Aaron, the voice in the back of my head said loud and clear. You're a monster.
I didn't want to believe it's words. I looked down at my hands. Claws replaced my normal finger nails and they where black as if painted. My tongue ran across my teeth only to realize that they were sharpened to fangs. I checked the gashes on my arms to see if they were still bleeding, but they were mostly healed. Blood was crusted around my wounds and on my sweat shirt and gray jeans, but nothing I couldn't deal with later. I crawled over to the window on all fours feeling like a dog and placed my hands on the window sill to stare out.
Outside, everything was dead. Gardens were yellow, dried up, and shriveled, cars were flipped over, crashed up, and dented, and dead bodies littered the streets. Fat crows, rats, and other were feeding on the rotting flesh.
I shook my head vigorously before I crawled over to the kitchen of the house. My new home it seems as though, and what I found in there was not what I was expecting. A tall man that reeked of smoke and cigarettes sat at the kitchen table with an old newspaper reading the sports section while eating scrambled eggs. Tumors littered half of his face and his vivid green sweatshirt was the brightest thing I had seen in weeks. His skin was gray like mine and he too was covered in dried blood.
"Oh, hey!" he said looking over the newspaper at me with a grin. I snarled at him. "So I've got an angry Hunter for a new roomie? I'll hafta introduce you to the rest of the crew later." I tilted my head in confusion. "...Stupid mutt..." I heard him grumble. A cough racked though his body before he continued. "A Hunter is a special infected, like me, 'cept I'm a Smoker. The name's Griffon." A smirk slid across his lips as he folded the newspaper and placed it on the table.
From that point on I knew: I was in for a hell of a ride,and I'm not quite sure I'm excited for it.
..::To Be Continued::..
Pyric: I hope that didn't suck too bad...
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