Rated M for possible drug use, death, violence, cursing and other possible warnings not covered in this disclosure.

Left 4 Dead and Left 4 Dead 2 and Survivors of both games are property of Valve and Co. But Amanda, Davin, Jared, and Nathan are mine and are to remain mine until requested and allowed by me.

Los Angeles No More

Getting Lost in The streets Is The Last Thing You'll Do.

Part 1

We watched as the carrier helicopters flew away into the horizon just over the ocean. I felt the tears in my eyes as our last chance of hope had flown into the ocean and that me and my group of three friends had missed the helicopters by less than five minutes. Amanda, my girlfriend of over a year now lay her crying eyes into my shoulder and my two friends Nathan and Jared stood breathless as though the copters will come back for us.

I grabbed onto Amanda and let her empty her tears into my sweat drenched olive green shirt. "Guys we have to find a safe room. We can't afford to let ourselves give up now." I briefly said to the three that I have survived with for the last two weeks of this damned Green Flu. I mean it has only been two weeks since this infection started and it has already spread this far. Though from the graffiti in most of the safe rooms we've been in, the infection is worst on the other side of the country with these things people have called "Special Infected".

Jared turned his face towards me with tears running down his face in torrents. His pale white skin glistened with sweat just like Nathan, our tall, red headed basketball player, Amanda, an artist and graffiti writer for the safe rooms ,and I, the self-proclaimed group leader of our group. "Davin we need to find a place for the night, those things will be looking for us soon." He said with concern in his hoarse voice. I moved Amanda off of me and she immediately took a silent seat onto the floor of the skyscraper we climbed to get to the evac station. "I think if we just barricade the entrance we'll be fine for the night. I mean those things only climb short distances anyways." I offered to my safety craving companion. He simply nodded and began to scavenge what was on the rooftop.

Nathan not being much of a talker anymore simply began to help Jared move a metal table in front of the only entrance to where we will be staying the night. The two finished the door, the objects blocking the door were easy to move encase anything was to happen during the night. "I'll take first watch alright? You guys sleep. You to Amanda." I said glancing over at my tired girlfriend. "Fine, but please don't stay up all night." I could hear the caring in her voice and I still remember the last time I stayed up all night, I could barely keep my head up during the day and we had to quickly find a safe room due to the sound of a large hoard making their way through the city's streets.

I walked over to the table the blockaded the door and sat on its ice cold top. My ass felt like it was going to freeze off under my dark green cargo shorts, but it kept me more awake than I could have imagined. I watched my group huddle together to keep warm, I motioned my eyes around the area and noticed a few defensive weapons laying around. It looked like before someone could get on the helicopter, you would have to leave anything that could harm the CEDA agents, because there were; a few pistols, a crowbar, two fire axe's, and one glistening white object in the corner. The object intrigued me at the peak, so to quell my curiosity I approached the object that lay in the corner and picked up the slender wood casing. My hand slid over it and suddenly hit a block, which when I felt it out and found out it was the hilt of a sword.

I slowly drew the sword from the case and got a shiver of excitement when the metal gave a very enjoyable ring as it left its wooden casing. I mean the sound of the metal sliced through the air and rang for a good ten seconds in the crisp twilight, which gave everything an almost pinkish hue including the unblemished steel blade that rested in my hands. I knew my girlfriend would love this since she was a fanatic of Japanese culture and other paraphernalia of the sort.

I tucked the blade back into the casing and tucked the unsheathed sword into my belt loop and picked up two of the pistols that lay on the ground, since I'll never know what exactly might happen during the night. I listened to the moans and groans of the infected that roamed the streets of what was Los Angeles, but now it's just roads of death and pain since the infection spread to the west coast. I gave out a sigh when I heard a few gunshots come from below. I knew I couldn't help whoever was down there but I could still feel bad that they're screams weren't going to be acknowledged. As abruptly as the gunshots started, a loud feral yell filled the air and then screams of pain proceeded to follow.

I nearly jumped out of my skin at the feral yell. It wasn't a sound that I've heard any other infected make. Involuntarily my left hand made its way onto the cold metal pistol, and my eyes scanned the now almost dark city. All I could see from the top of the tower, was the horde leaving a central point and disperse into the alleyways but from where the infected left a single standing body. The body looked nothing like the common infected but before I could get a good look at it, the body leaped far down the street and down another ally.

I couldn't believe my eyes and just blamed my tired eyes for the illusion that I had just saw. So I simply brushed it off and walked over to the tight circle and nudged Nathan. He rose his head and looked me in the face, which I just gave him a nod of the head and he stood from his spot and walked over to the metal table I had used for my part of the watch. I sat down on the floor and put my arm over Amanda and tucked my head into the crook of her neck and slowly drifted into my sleep.