ABILITY TO BREATHE.

Author's Note-I do not own L4d2, that is owned by Valve. I took some quotes/ ideas from Left 4 Speed by OneyNG (That was the username I found the video under), it is a video on YouTube, I recommend it.

I only own my own character.

Thanks for reading.

Also no offense to people from Georgia :D

Rice

I sighed as I heard another zombie join the others banging on the hotel room door. Brushing my brown hair out of my eyes I look up from the bed I was sitting on. I heard voices and gunshots. I was torn between hiding in the bathroom next-door or running out and screaming "I'M ALIVE!" Before I could make a choice the door swung open and a man walked in. He had slicked back black hair and the harshest green eyes that I have ever seen. He was wearing a nice white suit, stained with blood. It wouldn't be my choice for attire in a zombie apocalypse, but every person to his/her own.

He walked over to me, and promptly put his shotgun up to my head, like it was a daily occurrence.

"Are you immune?"

The first voice I heard in days and it was a question like that. He pushed the gun harder to my head. "Answer me." All I could do was look at him, because my breath caught in my throat. It felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Hey Nick! What are yew doing back thar?" A southern twang said from the next room over. What should I expect, at least one person around her had to be southern, it was Georgia after all. A young man with bright blue eyes, a brighter smile, and brown hair inside a trucker hat came in. He was wearing a yellowish Bull Shifters T-shirt and some weird type of jeans. Probably overalls with the top half tied around his waist.

"HEY! Ya'll found another survivor!" He says and runs over and sits on the bed next to me. "My name is Ellis, sum people call me El, but I don't like that much because it sounds like a girl's name, but yew can call me El if yew want."I couldn't help but smile. I already liked him. Then I remembered the gun pointed at my head.

"Ellis, can you tell your friend to lower down the shotgun, I don't want to be shot, like any sensible person."I say with a Bostonian accent. Ellis looks at the man I presume was named Nick. "Now why are yew holding up a gun to a fellow survivor?"

"We don't know if she is immune or not." He shrugged like it was no big deal. I sighed and looked over Nick's shoulder. A bald black man with chocolate brown eyes had come into the room, and no one had noticed until now. The man was wearing a yellow shirt with the sleeve a purple color. He was wearing jeans. Simple and practical, seemed like a coach for a sport or something.

"Now what have you got there?" The man walks over. "A young'n I see." He nods.* brought my hand up to my face in a traditional face palm While Ellis chuckled.

"What's your name young lady?"Ellis asks me. I pushed up my glasses to show my brown eyes.

"Alexis, Alex for short!" I guess my shy nature went away a little after not being in contact with people for so long. Nick huffed in dissaprovement. I glare at him from my spot on the bed. "Dun worry, he gets better after yew get used to 'im." Ellis whispers and I laugh.

A black woman walks into the room. She had short black hair, it being pulled up made it look even shorter. She also had green eyes.(at least I think she has green eyes. If I get any descriptions wrong please tell me in comments/reviews.)She had a pink T-shirt with Depeche Mode printed on the front, along with skinny jeans and boots. I didn't like it much, I would like to throw up on mostly anything pink, but again, ever person to his/her own.

"Nice to see that there is another girl around. My name is Rochelle…", then she points to the black man, "and that is Coach." I smile and stand up. "Nice to meet you all, and to answer your question Mr. white suit, I am immune." I pull up the sleeve of my dark red hoodie and show a bite right near my elbow. "And this little bastard proves it." Nick walks out without a word, with Coach and Rochelle close behind. I get ready to go out, but Ellis stops me.

"You need a weapon young lady!" He says and hands me a pistol. It was a simple version. I look up at him "Can you show me how to use it; I'm not that good with guns that are not in a video game."

FIRST CHAPTER! WOOT! *coughs*

Well please review. This is actually my first story that I thought out and made a (incomplete) first draft of. It's in one of my school notebooks. :3 Hope you liked it.

Ellis- KIDDELAUND!

Me- not till later on.

Ellis- aww…

Me D:

Rice