(Survivor's POV)
"Great, I'm bleeding, and now it's raining. Can this go my way for once?" I say as I run through the woods with a gash through my right arm, which was left by hunter who attacked me about an hour ago. I was surprised that he didn't finished me off right then and there. I guess he found another meal. As I stopped to rest and tried to stop the bleeding, I heard a faint cough and I immediately knew a smoker was near by; I was in no shape to take it on head to-tongue. After the faint coughing I hear the hunter again, I start scrabbling to keep the bleeding at a stand-still and headed for the abandoned market. I knew it was risky, but I didn't know where else to go at this time. As I reach for the door, I felt the smoker's tongue wrap around my torso. At that moment, I was fine with dying, but before the smoker went in for the kill. I hear the fiend cry out a dying cough, the smoke blinded me and I stumbled to the ground, unaware of the other Infected nearby. After my regained my vision, I felt the person left me up off the ground and drop me in the market. After getting set down on the floor I quickly fell unconscious.
(Hours later)
After I woke up, I had a pounding headache. I try to move my arm and hear a low growl next to me. I freaked out and tried to head towards to entrance of the market, but my petty escape plan was pounced on by the hunter who watched over me last night. He dragged me towards him, and I thought I was going to become the catch of the day, but he sat me up on his lap and started licking my wounds. I winced when he got close to the open wound. I tried to squirm my way out of his grasp but when I did the pain got worse, he knew I was severely hurt and tried to help, so he got a tighter grip on my arms and cleaned it, for a no harm no foul apology he gave me a comforting hug, so I relaxed and fell asleep in his arms. In a way, he felt like the brother I lost long ago to the epidemic. I went in and out of consciousness, and, to my surprise, when I finally woke up he still held me in his arms, like his life depended on my survival.
(Hunter's POV)
It's pouring, I'm hungry and tired. I stared out into street and watch the common lesser versions of me devour the remains of a group of survivors that was passing by not too long ago. The only thing I remember before the shit hit the fan was my little brother; every time I see survivors, I think of him and that he's still alive. Before the horde got to them I scouted ahead to make sure it was him, sadly it was not. The images still run through my infected head: me and him were running, he tripped over a crawler. I thought I lost him, but he managed to kill the thing before I could get there, then what I feared the most came true: a hunter was stalking us in the bushes nearby it pounced, he ducked and it managed to sink its teeth into my neck. My dying breath was telling Adam to run and don't look back. Tears were swelling in his eyes and he trembled in fear. As I lay there, I saw him running, then the hunter was ready to pounce. As he was going to pounce, I grabbed his leg, making him trip. After that I died because of the infection and blood loss, then turned into a hunter as well. A few hours past and my memory was hazy, after that bite I've been trying to search for Adam to see if he's alive. A few weeks later I made it to this town and ended up here, so I hope the next survivor is him.
I wake up to a blood curdling scream, and to my surprise it was just only one person. I guess the horde is chasing a quick meal, since I had nothing to do, I decided to help in the chase. To my surprise, the voice sounded so familiar and the way he held the katana was familiar, as well.. Before I got there, he managed to take out about a dozen of the commons and a smoker, so to say "Hi," I pounced and accidentally gashed his right arm pretty bad, so I backed off and let him run. As I saw his face, he look terrified and yet his eyes watered with either tears of joy or at something terrifying. A couple minutes past, and I could smell his blood, and the other smoker did as well, I followed behind the two of them to make sure he doesn't get too friendly with Adam.
(10 minutes later)
When I got to the two of them, the smoker was constricting him. I couldn't bare to see the last of what is family die to an abomination. I stepped in, with one quick swipe across his neck, green ooze gushed out of the smoker and his toxins blinded the both of us at the time. When it cleared up, I crouched next to him, desperately trying to gasp for air. He was trying to get into the market, I went in and found three common. I led the three to the back and tore them limb from limb. After the massacre of commons, I tried to make a makeshift bed for him, after the failed attempt I carried him in and laid him down to rest. When it turned to day, he woke and I must've scared him with a growl, he tried to escape it I stopped. I felt bad for him after I accidentally gashed his arm, scaring him, and almost getting crushed by a smoker. So, I did try as much I can for helping him health wise and surviving, he is my little brother, and it wasn't his fault of being orphaned because his brother was turned into a monster. As he tries to escape my grasped, I held tighter by his arm, and started to clean his wound. He did wince a bit, but after he fell asleep I held him close to me, the two of us are family and there's nothing that anyone can do about that. As he fell asleep in my arms, I wondered how this would be if mom and dad would still be alive if it wasn't for the accident.