Disclaimer: I don't own Left 4 Dead or anything. I only own mine.

Chapter 1

The name of the boy is Naresee. He's just a 11 years old boy who knew how to shoot thanks to Coach, Ellis, Rochelle and Nick. Even if the weight of the gun is too much for me, He's learning how to shoot things. Hi appearance is that he has black hair, light green hoodie, light red jeans and some blue sneakers. He's about 5'5 feet tall and weighs about 65. When they survived throughout their journey, he started to grow up till he's 14. Which is the age of when he learned a bunch of things and also survival. He's not much of a socialistic person but, he tries to bring up a friendly conversations. All of them have pills, some First Aid Kits and weapons. Ellis was wielding a Katana, Rochelle is wielding SG552, Coach's wielding SPAS, Nick's wielding M4A1 and Naresee's wielding the AK-47. They both adventured through many journeys untill…..Something good happened to them.

They met up with the survivors who were named David, who was 18 years old, Danika, which is a female, 23 years old, black-skinned. And Helaine who is also a female, 15 years old, bright skin. They from now on, are a group of 7.

During their journey, they found a hospital. A hospital which has 4 people they've seen. An old man with an assault rifle, M4A1, a manager with the SMG, a biker with XM114 and a girl around my age who's older than Naresee somehow, wielding a sniper rifle.

"I see people there! 4 of them! How's about that we go there?" Naresee spoke, filled with excitement.

"If there is, then, let's go!" Helaine responded, with joy.

"I don't know if this is gonna work out." Nick muttered to himself.

"You said something?" Ellis said to Nick.

"Nothing. Let's keep going." Nick replied.

After that, we moved to the hospital. Naresee knocked on the safedoor.

"Hello?" Naresee spoke.

"Who's there?" A voice from the other side.

"The survivors. We're immune to the infection." Naresee replied.

The door opened, only to be the ones I've seen.

The namvet, which is the soldier due to his hat, cigarette and clothes.

The manager, black-skinned, wearing red tie, white shirt, black jeans and boots.

The biker, white under-shirt, black vest, jeans and shoes.

The teen girl, red long-sleeved collar shirt, dark blue jeans and some sneakers.

That is when they met each other.

"Hello." A voice from the teen girl.

"It seems that we're not the only ones." The namvet spoke.

"Well, allow us to introduce ourselves once we're in."

They nodded, letting them in and closing the door behind them.

"Name's Naresee. I'm 14 years old and I'm not much of a socialistic person but, I try to bring up friendly conversations and also, listen to people's conversation sometimes." Naresee introduced himself. "You guys?"

"Zoey. Nice to meet you." Zoey introduced herself.

"I'm Bill." Bill joined in. 'I can tell that he's a military soldier.'

"I'm Francis. The guy who hates everything." Francis joined in the introduction. 'What the heck? The guy who hates everything?' I thought.

"I'm Louis." Louis joined in.

"And you guys?" Zoey spoke, wanting us to introduce ourselves.

"I'm David. It's been a pleasure to meet you." David replied, introducing himself.

"Name's Helaine." Helaine introduced herself.

"Danika." Danika introduced herself.

"Name's Nick." The con man introduced himself.

"Name's Ellis. I run an auto-shop around here, instead of evacuating, I armored up a truck to drive myself out of here. Built that thing to be zombie-proof." The mechanic spoke.

"Nice." Bill replied with a smile on his face.

"Turns out it was only ninety-nine percent zombie proof. The last one percent tore that truck to SHIT." Ellis spoke again.

"Boy, you are WEARIN' me out." The coach replied.

"People call me Coach." Coach introduced himself.

"My name's Rochelle. I produce a news show." The producer introduced herself.

"So, that's the seven of you?" Zoey spoke.

"Yes. That's the seven of us. We're going to the New Orleans." I replied back to Zoey..

"Hey, you guys wanna come with us?" Ellis spoke.

"Nah, we've had enough of the military." Francis replied back to Ellis.

"Well, y'all don't know untill you try." Ellis replied back to Francis.

"He's right. I think it's best if we go there. Positivity keeps me going." Louis spoke.

"We should get moving now. I suppose there is a helicopter here somewhere?" Naresee responded.

They all nodded.

Naresee took the crowbar away from the door and opened it.