Hi! I'm not too familiar with writing fanfic for Left 4 Dead so I'm sorry if I get anything wrong I'm not the best writer but after playing this game a couple times I wanted to write this story. I hope you all like it! Please let me know how I can fix it or if I should go on.

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"Blah" - Talking / Dialogue

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Blah - No One's Pov

~Nick Pov~

I swipe my hand over my eyes to clear it of blood, sweat and probably pieces of brain before I continue to pistol-whip and shoot away at this endless sea of the walking dead. Rochelle, Coach, and Ellis are the names of the three people I get to spend this lovely apocalypse with. Sure, I may have come off as a bit uncaring towards them in the beginning. But I have to admit... I've grown quite attached to them these past few days. A zombie apocalypse can bring the best out of people, you know? This is probably the reason I'm busting my ass to try and protect not only myself... but them as well.

We started out alright and then things just went downhill instantly. It all started when I was puked on by one of them ugly ass Boomers with boobs. While fighting off the horde of commons I could faintly hear the screech of a Charger.

"Keep your eyes peeled, I hear a Charger!" I warned while trying to wipe the putrid smelling bile out of my eyes.

"This shit stings!" I hear Ellis drawl out in his country slang. I guess I failed to notice that our small group was slowly being separated by the oncoming hordes of infected. I know Rochelle and Coach were in really bad shape from an encounter with a Tank not to long ago. So this could only be bad news for us.

"I hear a- Smoker's got me!" Rochelle screams. I try to see through this green muck but can't see much. I hear Ellis fire out rounds trying to free Rochelle of the wet appendage strangling her. As her screams continue and begin to grow distant I could only guess Overalls missed. I continue to try and wrestle free of this horde but it seems almost impossible. It only seems to be growing.

"Oh lord no, Jockey on me!" I hear Coach shout as I barely catch a glimpse of him being dragged around like a puppet by one of those deranged back humping midgets. I fire off a couple of rounds toward their direction but only in vain since I knew I couldn't hit it from the angle I'm at. I ain't doing to well myself right now and the only other one with me is Ellis.

"Ah tits! I'm down! I'm down!" I shout as I fight off the last few infected surrounding me. I grunt as one of them haz-mat suit wearing guys deliver a heavy blow to my head. I shoot at him and hear the plastic face protection of his crack and the blood splatter on it. I smile as he drops to the ground but my vision begins to spin and blur. Guess that blow to the head was a little worst than I thought. Luckily I shoot off the last of the infected and begin to try and lift myself up.

"Hey Nick!" I hear the hick calling me. I don't think I've ever been more glad to hear his stupid southern drawl.

"Damn~ You don't look to good. You'll be okay though! We gotta hurry and find Ro and Coach, they probably be hanging on by a thread by now." He says as he slightly limps his way over. I thought things would be a little better, until I heard the call of the Charger again.

"It's got me!" I hear Ellis screech as the beast rips him away from my side and far away. I quickly shake the darkness back before trying to stand up. My arms shake and give out from beneath me causing me to kiss the pavement painfully. I let out a string of profanity before desperately trying again. The pained filled screams coming from the three people I've come to know as friends silently kill me. The guilt of not being able to help them begin to gnaw on me just like one of them zombies would.

"THIS THING IS CRUSHING THE SHIT OUTTA ME! NIIIICCKKK!" Ellis yells as I can practically hear his bones being crushed into the pavement quite a bit aways. I shakily try to aim and shoot at the Charger but fail.

"HELP!" I can barely hear Coach yell out in the distance. I haven't heard Rochelle so she can't be doing too good. I get myself up on one knee before falling back down again. Shit! Everyone is dying and I can't get up! I did not come all this way just to die now!When I realize everyone's screams have died down I can't help but feel panic begin to overcome my senses. I may have said I like to work alone but I realized soon after those words escaped my mouth that without a team, you're dead meat out here.

"ANYBODY OUT THERE? HELP! PLEASE!" I yell out desperate. I know no one can hear me and I probably just called every infected to come and feast on my skin but frankly... I've got nothing else to lose. The last thing I see before I lose conscienceness is a damned Hunter land in front of me. Fuck, at least I won't feel much. Are my last thoughts as I black out.

If Nick would have stayed conscience for just a little longer he would have seen the Hunter slowly rise onto two feet.

~Someone's Pov~

I opened my eyes to see a blinding white light. I squinted at the burning sensation and growled in protest before sitting up and looking around. I found myself in some sort of hospital like room. I was on a table in the middle of a clear type surrounding. Almost like a bubble.

I can't remember anything... What am I doing here? I look down at myself and see I'm wearing a black hoodie and dark colored khaki's of some sort with duct tape wrapped around my elbows and knees. I raise an eyebrow before glancing at the view on the other side of my clear cage. Is that a body! I squint to take a closer look and indeed it is a body. A dead one. I notice that it isn't the only one on the floor either. There is quite a bit of blood as well. What the hell happened in here? I cover my mouth slightly as I begin to feel a wave of nausea hit me. I glance at my hands and notice something weird. Are those claws? What the hell am I?My nails are sharp and claw-like, nothing like they were before. I quickly put them down and decide to try and get up to look at a mirror.

I throw my feet over the ledge of the table and push myself off. When I land I instantly go into a crouch. This isn't right.. Why am I on all fours? I slowly lift myself on two feet and begin to slowly walk towards the door to my bubble. I grip it and yank causing the door to rip off it's hinges. I squeak a bit in surprise and drop the door frightened. What the hell is going on? That strength can't be normal. I begin to panic and walk out of my room. The strong scent of blood and decay quickly meets my nose causing me to feel sick once again. I slowly make my way around to look at my surroundings. Blood, guts, brains, bodies. I need to get out of here before whatever did this to them finds me!I glance at the dead body heap on the floor and realize they are dressed in white doctor coats or maybe they were scientists.

I walk closer and crouch to examine the dead bodies. One of the seem to be holding something. I pry the notebook out of a female's dead cold hands and almost gag. I open it up and find a familiar face. This picture is of me! I smile and begin to read the writing with some difficulty.

HUNTER
Specimen #13095
Name - Hiro Yoshimuro
Age - 19
Sex - Female
Vial Tested #1A5D9

Hiro.. That's my name! I remember now! I went to college here but got sick. I ended up here but don't remember much after that. I knew a lot of people were turning into those creatures. Am I one of those? It says here I'm a Hunter? I manage to fold the paper up without damaging it or myself and put it into my pocket. I grin before heading towards the door. I unlock it and peek out and see many of those zombies walking around. I quickly go back into the room and look for any sort of weapon to take with me. When I find nothing I sigh in defeat. I guess I've just got to run until I find something. No use staying here to die.

As I open the door once again I take a few steps out and stumble over my feet. What the heck! Am I incapable of walking now? My clumsy but stupid act catches the attention of a few of the infected. I tense up expecting to be attacked. When they turn away and continue puking out their guts, I sigh in relief. That's funny aren't they suppose to attack me?I shrug before continuing my slow journey down the hall looking for a bathroom.

When I find one I happily bounce in and instantly spot a mirror. I walk up to it and take a look at my reflection. I notice that my hood is up so I pull it down to reveal my face. Looking back at me is young female sporting a baby-face. Looks are of Asian decent. I have half-moon eyes which are the darkest shade of brown ever. I have a small and relatively flat nose. My lips are in there normal pouty looking position. My dark brown hair comes down to just below my chin. Everything seems just as I remembered it. Just like in the picture too. The only difference is my sharp canines slightly poking it's way through my lips.

I open my mouth to take a closer look and touch it with my clawed finger only to prick it. Ouch! That hurt! I look at my finger to find a cut but no blood. Well... That's good no need to attract the infected. I look at myself in the mirror again as a question comes up. I wonder if I can speak?I open my mouth to try and say something but an animalistic growl is the only thing that comes out. Startled I cover my mouth and try again only to result in another growl. I frown as I realize what's going on.

I'm infected! I'm one of those thing outside! I came to the hospital with a sickness and that was the virus that's turning everyone into these zombies! The paper says I'm a Hunter? I glance down to my pocket. Maybe that's the type of infected I am? Wonder what it means? I don't look very much like an infected person though. Besides the claws and teeth I look normal. My thoughts are broken as I begin to hear someone crying. A survivor!I locate the noise to be coming from a bathroom stall located at the end. I slowly walk to it and listen closer. Aww~ she's scared and alone! No wonder she's crying! I slowly open the door but to my horror I find glowing red eyes meeting my almost black ones. The female lets out a horrible scream which hurts my extremely sensitive ears and raises a clawed hand.

I let out a scream before backing away barely avoiding her clawed hand as she brought it down violently. I watch in horror as she stands up and glowers at me. I quickly come back to my senses and begin to stumble out of the bathroom and into the hallway with the girl right on my tail. Come on! I need to go faster! I stumble over my foot and fall to the ground. I turn around as the girl jumps at me and begins to swipe crazily. I don't want to die! I grab her arms and watch as she begins to snap at me with her blood stained teeth. Perhaps this is what got the doctors? I bring up my foot and kick her off sending her flying back. I scramble backwards and begin to run away on all fours. I went much faster like this as my surroundings began to blur. What is wrong with me? Maybe Hunters run on all fours? I just need to get fat away from that thing.

I see a window coming up and notice only now that I missed the stairs to the bottom level. I would turn around but that thing is on my tail again! I brace myself before launching out the window with a glass shattering crash. I expect to fall down the twenty or so stories to my death but find myself soaring through the air and crash landing on another rooftop. I pull myself up off the hard surface I hear the screams of the infected girl as she falls to her death. I crawl to the edge of the roof and watch her. That thing... She wasn't like the others. She seemed stronger. Maybe I'm like her? But I don't want to kill nor do I have an urge too. I crawl away from edge.

I find crawling more comfortable then walking. I can jump? Is that what Hunters do? I make my way back to the edge of the roof and listen to the moaning of the infected. I have a lot to get use too. The common infected don't seem to bother me. I should just stay away from the special ones.

With that Hiro jumps off the building and begins to look around. Eventually Hiro learns that she is in fact infected but she has her sanity intact. She learned the many skills she has as a Hunter and mastered them. After rading a mini-mart though she encountered something she never has before.

I love these things! An excited yipp makes it's way out of my mouth as I grab a pack of redvines and stuff them into my bag. I also grab a couple of bottles filled with liquid to drink and other food articles. When I fill the pack up I zip it and put it on my back. I crawl out threw the window I entered in to be met by the humid air of the outdoors. I know if I opened the door an alarm system would go off. I would have to fight off those common infected. Though I could I don't want to. As I continue on my way I can't help but hear a strange amount of activity going on somewhere close. Gun-shots! There are other people! I smile and begin to pounce my way over to where they could be. I make myself comfortable on a roof and peak over to see four survivors. One female and the other three male. I don't think they're doing to well. I watch as two of them are dragged off and become unconscience as the other is pummeled to death by a Charger. What should I do? Surely they would attack me on sight!

"HELP! PLEASE!" I hear the last one who is awake yell. I notice he's wearing what would have probably been a white suit before, but now it's more brownish. Help... I need to help.

I hop down in front of him and hear him swear slightly before closing his eyes. I slowly stand up on two feet again before making my way closer to him. I look for a pulse, careful not to cut him and find one. I smile but look at his other friends whose bodies are still being harassed by the special infected. I glance down at white suit before glancing at his gun. This is what they were using to kill the infected. Maybe I can use it. I pick up the small gun that was dropped by white suit and carefully hold it like I saw them do. I aim and shoot. The Charger stops clobbering the boy and drops dead. I grin before quickly heading over to kill the Jockey and Smoker. When I finished clearing the infected out I check on the others. Their pulses are there but they smell of death. I think I know where it's safe.

With that I slowly drag them one by one starting with the girl to a place I know with a red door.

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