Alright! Chapter two! Whoohoo! Lol. Oh, and guys, I know that I was PM-ing some of you, then suddenly stopped answering, and it's because I reached my message limit for today. XD Fanfiction doesn't let you send more than one hundred PMs… XD Oh, well. :P Oh, and also. I wasn't able to fall asleep last night and might have been half asleep when I wrote this, so I hope that it makes as much sense as I think it does. XD Lastly, I've had some of the OCs debut in this chapter! I've accepted all of the OCs that I've gotten, and if your OC doesn't show up in this chapter, they will make their first appearance in either chapter three or chapter four. :3 Anyway, without further ado, let's get going!
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I don't own Left 4 Dead or Left 4 Dead 2 or the characters in Left 4 Dead 2 in any way, shape, or form! I only own Taunter and Noir, the personalities that I have given to the already existing special infected, and the plot of the story. Commander of the Rabbids owns Sam. Sorrowsnow owns Calli. Zipper Whippersnapper owns Jeffry. Foxstar-Nikiu owns Valery. Coheed17 owns Claire. Breaking Ground owns Mike. Scorpion 123456 owns Clawer and Healer. TwilightSymphony owns Cole and Gina. Kynmarcher17 owns Hammer. Dance in the Moonlight owns Ivy. MirrorDemonNema owns Angel. Uros Osium Tokker owns Alan. Dodgerjoey owns Eric. ZombieFreak owns Mauler. KrystalDot owns Jojo.
Lol this disclaimer just keeps getting longer and longer XD Lol someday it'll take up a whole page. XD Anyway, let's get going!
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It was mid morning, and the residents of the alley hadn't been troubled by the newcomers to the town all day. Still, they occasionally saw columns of smoke rising lazily up into the sky. Boomer had just got back from the food store, carrying some of the food from the meat section. Smoker had said that they should probably get all the food from the store, just in case Cole decided to burn it while all the food was still inside, but they hadn't gotten around to going through with this yet. So for now, they all sat and ate in a tense silence. What was going to happen now? Cole really didn't seem to care that they had been first, that they thought of this town as their home. He really didn't seem to care about much at all, in fact. It was about a minute later when they heard footsteps coming down one of the side alleys. And whoever it was, their gait didn't sound like Tank or Witch. Everyone exchanged an uneasy look, then Smoker stood up and looked down into the side alley.
"Who's there?" he called inside, towards whoever was making the footsteps. "You're not with Cole, are you?" A moment later, a teenage girl, another special infected of some sort, emerged from the alley, looking slightly confused as she pushed some of her black hair out of her face.
"Well, I don't really know who Cole is," she replied to Smoker's question. "But who are you?"
"Smoker," he replied, though still keeping a wary eye on the girl as she approached. "Why are you here?"
"Well, we were just looking around…" the girl peered over Smoker's shoulder, into the alley. As she surveyed the crowd inside, her eyes rested upon Clawer, who was staring at her in surprise, some meat half stuffed into his mouth. She grinned, then squealed, pushing her way past a surprised Smoker and latching onto Clawer with what appeared to be a hug of some sort. Whatever it was, it caught him off guard so much that he nearly choked.
"Clawer, it's been so long since I've seen you!" the girl kept up her bear hugging, and Clawer did his best to swallow his food without choking again.
"Healer, what are you doing here?" he asked, pushing her away just a bit.
"Aren't you happy so see me?"
"Well, yeah. But when did you even get into this town?"
"We just got here a day or two ago," Healer replied with a smile.
"We?" Clawer asked her. "You're with somebody?"
"Angel and Alan," she replied. "Those two guys are with me, but they're a bit farther behind. Hang on, I'll go get them!" Healer jumped to her feet happily going right past Smoker once again, and back into the alley that she had come from.
"What was that?" Calli asked after Healer had been gone for a moment.
"Her name is Healer," Clawer explained. "I've known her for a pretty long time, ever since we both first got infected. But we got separated at some point. And basically, I never expected to meet her here."
"Sounds like she has buddies with her," Hunter commented. "Are you sure that we can trust her?"
"Yeah. I mean, of all people, Healer is someone you can trust."
"Alright, as long as it's safe to let her and her friends come here," Smoker said, coming back into the alleyway. And as if right on cue, Healer came back through the side alley, bringing behind her the two companions that she had mentioned.
"Okay, I should introduce everyone," Healer said once she and the other two guys had arrived in the alley. "My name is Healer. And over here," she indicated to one of the Infected that had come with her, a Tank with sandy blonde hair and a tattoo of Archangel Michael on his left shoulder, "this is Angel. And this other guy here," she motioned to the red haired and blue eyed Infected who was donned with Riot Police armor, "is Alan." Both Angel and Alan seemed relatively quiet, and each exchanged their own quiet hellos. "We've been traveling together for a while now. But wow, I never thought that I would see you again, Clawer! Hey, you know, how about our two groups team up?"
"As long as you're not planning anything bad, it's fine," Smoker shrugged.
"Bad? No way," Healer shook her head. "We're all good guys here, right?"
"Yeah, we are," Clawer nodded. "Now, since you're here, we might as well introduce you to everyone. Let's all just sit down for a while…"
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"Ugh, they're late," Cole grumbled, pacing back and forth along the ground inside of a burnt out shell that used to be a building. After Cole had burnt down the walls, all that remained of it was a floor and some signed walls stubs that went only a yard or two off the ground, along with the few rafters that had somehow survived the fire. It was now serving as their base, though it didn't seem very homey quite yet.
"Well, considering that they don't know where we are, I'm not surprised," Noir said, and Cole stopped his pacing to look at the other Infected for a moment.
"Well, we'll know when they're coming, anyway," Cole sighed. "You can hear Jojo from a mile away, after all."
"Don't remind me."
"I mean, I don't even know where that guy-"
"Hey," Gina cut into the conversation, not bothering to move from where she sat. "It looks like some of them are coming."
"They're coming?" Cole walked over to the wall where Gina was sitting, looking over it and down the street. "But I don't hear any psycho laughing. That means that the whole group isn't together. Unless they just ditched Jojo." But, just as Gina had said, there were some figures down the street. Only three, though. The group must be coming in separate parts.
"Hey, over here!" Cole waved to the group down the street, trying to flag them down. "We're over here!" The group saw him, and started on their way towards the burnt out building. The first to arrive was Hammer, as tall and muscle-y looking as ever, still sporting the gray hoodie that hid part of his scruffy light brown hair from view. The second to come in was Ivy, looking to be Hammer's polar opposite: she was far more petite, and had styled black hair that went down to about her chin, her eyes glowing yellow like a pair of lightning bugs in the night. And the third and final to walk in was Eric, looking the most normal as he walked in, messing slightly with his short brown hair, and also looking like he was the one that least wanted to be there. When had he gotten involved with these guys, anyway…? It had been a total mistake in the first place…
"Where's everyone else?" Ivy asked, interrupting Eric's thoughts and looking around.
"Not here yet," Cole replied. "What took you so long to get here?"
"I was a bit weighted down," Ivy sighed, glancing less than discreetly over at Hammer and Eric, the latter of which seemed to pay her no mind while Hammer grumbled something under his breath.
"So, you guys don't know where anyone else is, huh?" Cole asked, seeming a bit frustrated. "Well, geez. I would have thought that you guys could organize better than this."
"Hey, it's not our fault that you took off without us!" Hammer snapped.
"Whoa, whoa, easy there," Cole couldn't help but smile at the other Infected's sudden angry burst and how silly it seemed at the time. At least, to him it did. He wasn't sure about everyone else, though. "At least I left you a note and stuff, right? I wanted to scout ahead. Anyway, we have some problems that we need to talk about."
"What kind of problems?" Ivy asked, somewhat curious.
"There are other Special Infected already living here, and they're really bugging me," Cole replied.
"And so, after he was done getting totally rejected after trying to flirt with one, he decided that we should just take them out instead, like we always do," Noir cut in.
"I didn't get rejected, she was just playing hard to get!" Cole said in his own defense. "Deep, deep down, she actually really likes me."
"Well. That must be very, very deep down, then."
"Cole, how many times do I have to tell you that you can't flirt to save your life?" Ivy asked him.
"Okay, whatever!" Cole said quickly, wanting to change the subject. "Like I said, we've gotta come up with a plan to take out those other Infected." None of them really seemed to mention that a few of their team members would be absent from the meeting. They had a certain unwritten code, one part of which went: You miss the meeting, you miss out.
"Alright, listen up," Cole started the discussion. "I took a look at these other guys, and they don't look all that strong. They seem pretty general. They had three Hunters, two Smokers, a Sniffer, and a few others that I'm not sure about, but they definitely didn't look very much like combat types to me. This is going to be easy. Burn some stuff, kick some ass, yadda yadda yadda. We'll force them to go away."
"And…what if they don't want to leave?" Eric said his first words of the meeting.
"We kill 'em," Cole said, laughing again, this time in a more disbelieving way at the fact that Eric would even ask a question like that. "Duh." Eric seemed less than excited at the answer, but decided not to say anything.
"Which formation are we going to go with?" Gina asked Cole, brushing a stray curly hair out of her face.
"Hm…" Cole paused. "I'm thinking Formation C. For our first attack, at least. And let's try to make it our last. I want to get this done quickly."
"Formation C just solves all your problems, doesn't it?" Noir asked, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, pretty much," Cole nodded.
"Uhh…what's Formation C again?" Eric asked. He had been with the team for the shortest amount of time, and still hadn't learned their special terms yet.
"Oh, that's an easy one," Cole said, turning to look at him. "Burn it to the ground and take no prisoners."
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"Wow…that sounds bad," Healer whispered after hearing the alleyway dwellers' predicament. Neither Angel nor Alan had said a word yet, but it was apparent that they were listening to the conversation.
"But we're thinking that it's going to be sorta like when you run into a beehive," Smoker explained. "If you leave it alone, the bees won't sting you, right? So, we've decided to just try to avoid them for now."
"Sounds like a good plan," Healer agreed with him.
"Hey, Healer, where were you guys going to go after this?" Taunter questioned suddenly. "Do you want to stay here in the alley with us?" Several of the other Infected who were used to alley life were prepared to hear Hunter's objection of it getting too crowded, but it seemed that even he had accepted the fact that more and more would just keep coming at this point.
"Sure, I think it'd be fun," Healer nodded with a smile. She turned to look first at Alan. "What do you think, Alan?" Alan paused for a moment, but then spoke.
"Yes, it sounds like a good idea," he said quietly. This Alan seemed like a serious sort of guy. Healer turned to Angel next.
"What about you, Angel?" she asked. "Do you want to stay here?"
"I'm fine with it," Angel replied with a smile. Both Alan and Angel were Infected of few words, but it seemed that both of them had good hearts, as did Healer, and as such, it seemed that they would make great additions to the alleyway group. After a little more conversation, a few of them began showing the newcomers into the safe room, showing them where stuff was. All of them seemed at ease, except for one.
"Jeffry, what's wrong?" Boomer asked, looking concerned.
"That Cole guy is going to try to hurt us," Jeffry replied quietly, gripping tightly the spray paint can that he had so long ago gotten from Calli.
"What makes you think that?"
"I…I can just…just tell. He's going to come soon."
"Jeffry, you don't need to worry, he doesn't know where we are," Boomer patted Jeffry on the shoulder, trying to be reassuring to the little distressed Infected.
"Okay…" Jeffry mumbled, though he didn't seem like he really believed what Boomer said. It was a fairly normal day for the rest of the day. Everyone was getting to know the newcomers. They even managed to retrieve some mattresses for them, and squeeze them into the already mostly taken up space in the alley. And after a little more talking, they went to sleep. It seemed fine enough. The key word being "seemed". Jeffry didn't know just how right he was.
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Guess what guys? :D Fight scene next chapter! X3 Woohoo! :D Lol let's just hope that I haven't gotten rusty at writing fight scenes. XD And anyway time to keep up with my tradition and give you guys a question for the chapter! For all the newbies out there, each chapter will have a question at the end. It's so that I can learn more about your OCs, because the better I know them, the better I can represent them. And anyway, since the next chapter has the first fight scene ever of the series, here's your question for this time…
Okay, so I know your Infected's basic abilities in battle. But can you tell me their battle tendencies? Like, do they rush in first, or think of a plan first, and all that jazz. And also, do they use certain strategies? Just give me a bunch of details on their fighting styles, cause I wanna make this fight scene as awesome as possible! X3