Updated: now it is somewhat longer.
Updated 2013 - Fixed any errors or parts I didn't like.
Update 2015: Fixed any spelling errors or wording errors that were missed.
Update 2016: Going through everything, so stuff may change.

Hey everyone, this story is based on Left 4 Dead 2; Starting from the last campaign of Dead Center.
This is my first story, so I'm sorry chapter one is short; The next chapters will be longer, promise.
If anyone wants to know more about the backstories let me know, since there will be a few OC's in here. But in later chapters, I will be adding flashbacks and more information about the OC's.

Disclaimer
Left 4 Dead 2 is property of Valve.
OC's are the property of me.

"...nnggg" a petite blonde haired girl was tossing, and turning about in her makeshift bed, trying to sleep in a small storage room she had found; and hid away in from the outside world. She couldn't sleep though, the moans, and groans from the zombies outside were loud and eerie, constantly causing shivers to run down the girls spine. As they slowly dragged themselves pass the storage room with their constant moaning, the girl got fed up with trying to sleep. Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes while yawning. After her yawning, she reached down to the side of her bed, and began searching the rucksack for something. "Hmm, there it is" she mumbled, pulling out a book. Flicking through the pages, she didn't even feel like reading all that much right now, lack of sleep had made her grumpy and edgy.

"I'm sorry gramps, looks like one of your stories won't cheer me up." She sighed as she placed the book back in the bag, suddenly her head shot up as she heard the spray of bullets coming from outside. "I must be hearing things from my lack of sleep." She though, laughing off the sound. Slowly, she got out of the bed, and crawled over to the wall. Putting her back against the wall, she grabbed a half filled water bottle, a small wet rag and a towel, and began pouring small amounts of the water onto the rag. Once the rag was damp enough, she started wiping the rag over her face, hoping it would wake her up. After 5 minutes of washing, she began drying her face with the small, and slightly dirty towel.

The sound of guns being fired were heard again, the girl quickly snapped her head right to face the door again. "I must be going crazy, seriously.. No one could still be here, could they?" she questioned her sanity, looking concerned at what might be out there. After drying her face, she quickly started packing all her supplies up, jamming everything she could inside the large rucksack. Slinging the rucksack on her right shoulder, and a medikit on the left, She rose to her feet and took a SPAS shotgun from a nearby shelf. She slowly shimmied to the storage room door, opening it slightly to peak her head around the corner, hoping that the source of the gun shots were not zombies that had learnt to use them.

"Survivors?" Her voice piped up in excitement, alerting the nearby zombies to start running at her. "SHIT" she yelled as she began shooting at the incoming zombies. Running out of the room, dodging the incoming zombies as their number seemed to have increased. "Ugh, where did they all come from" she commented, seeing more of the bastards heading towards her. Running across the bridge spraying at the zombies in front, she hadn't notice the missing glass panels that were on the side of the bridge. As she ran over several dead bodies, she had managed to trip over one of them. "Ah fuck." she shouted as she tumbled off the bridge; Luckily she had gripped on to the side, but for how long could she hold on, before letting go.

"Ah fuck" a voice screamed in the distance. "Don't tell me they can speak now" a southern man spoke, shooting at zombies. "Just get the cans, Ellis! " The bigger man said, chopping the zombies with an axe. "Just 5 more cans" a man in a white suit yelled over at his teammates, while pouring a gas can in to the malls stock car. "Help me!" The voice screamed again, sounding more hurt. The group of four survivors began to look around, examining the balconies for anything suspicious, while keeping the incoming zombies away. "Look over there" The female of the group shouted to the others, quickly pointing to what she could see. "We have to help that person!" Ellis added, manuvering towards the hanging body, he didn't see the hunter waiting to pounce him. "GET IT OFF ME" Ellis screamed, as the hunter leapt on to him. The man in the white suit ran over to Ellis, shooting at the hunter.

The other two kept the hordes attention, and shot any other infected that tried to ambush Ellis. Killing the hunter, the man held his hand out to the Ellis, who gladly accepted it. "Thanks Nick" he said with a smile. "Don't go running off alone again" Nick coldly spoke. "Ugh, I can't hold on much longer" The hanging person yelled. "Hold on, I'm coming to save you" Ellis yelled back, bringing his attention back to the person who was clearly female. But before Ellis could do anything the girl was now being dragged off the bridge, and up to the second level by a smoker. "Fucking heck" Nick said, reloading his gun as he ran up the stairs. As Nick got to the bridge, he headed to where the women was once hanging. Looking up to the second level, he aimed his gun at the smokers head. "Die you bastard!" he yelled, shooting the gun, he managed to kill the smoker in a few hits, before it could drag the girl all the way up. As the tongue slid off the girls body, she fell on to the same floor as Nick; Luckily landing on one of the many piles of zombie bodies that had built up.

Nick ran over to the girl, "Nick, Ellis get to the car! it's filled up" The man in the yellow, and purple shirt yelled over to the guys. Ellis ran over to where Nick, and the girl were. "Help me take her to the car" Nick spoke, as he held the unconscious girl in his arms. Placing her in to Ellis's arms, they quickly moved back to the car. "Get in now" The bigger man said, sitting in the backseats, and shooting at the new horde of zombies. "Nick, put the girl next to Rochelle" Ellis quickly spoke, placing the girl back into Nick's arm as he quickly rushed to the drivers side. Getting in, Ellis started the engine, and Nick placed the girl next to Rochelle; the girl slightly lent on her. "I'm sorry, Rochelle" He said, hoping she wouldn't mind having someone leaning on her. "It's alright" Rochelle smiled, knowing she wasn't the only girl now. Nick then proceeded quickly to the passenger side and got in. "Go now" he yelled. Ellis stepped on the gas pedal and drove the car through the mall doors, crushing any zombies that were aimlessly wondering outside.