A/N: Bet you guys weren't thinking you would be getting another chapter so soon huh? Well you are cause I like ya. This is a very good chapter right here, even more so if you are a fan of the game Left 4 Dead. If you are you will recognize a lot of the dialog and scenes going on except for a few small changes I've made to make the story go in the right direction. So enjoy and tell me what you think!


The pile of bodies had attracted so many flies which dispersed as soon as Michiru and the others turned the corner into the long alleyway. Michiru was equipped with two hand pistols which she gripped tightly, ready for something to come running at them at any moment. Her deep blue eyes scanned her surrounds when Seiya told everyone one to wait. He kneeled down to the pile of bodies that they had been steadily approaching. Dipping his middle and index fingers into a puddle of green goo his brow furrowed in thought. He rubbed his thumb against his fingers, testing the texture of it as he looked down the long, foggy alleyway.

"Ain't seen anything like this before…"

Damien caught sight of the goo on Seiya's fingers and found it fitting to voice his opinion on the matter.

"Jesus, don't let that stop you from smearing it all over yourself."

Seiya shot the short man a serious look before getting to his feet. He walked to Damien and proceeded to wipe the goo all over the man's black leather jacket.

"Their changing…"

Damien wrinkled his nose as the putrid smell of bile and rotting flesh reached his nose. Reaching a gloved hand up he began franticly wiping the goo from his jacket.

"Ugh! God damn it Seiya….oh it stinks!"

Clint found the whole thing rather amusing as he chuckled lightly at Damien's reaction. Michiru herself couldn't help but smile as well. It was light hearted moments like that they all cherished because they knew that they wouldn't last very long, not in the world they were all living in. Just like clock work the moment was over when the sound of soft whines and sobs reached their ears. The smiles and chuckles stopped as they all slowly looked towards a lone door next to them. Michiru's eyes widen softly at the thought that there could be someone else like them.

"Someone's still alive…"

She and Seiya crouched down outside the door, weapons at the ready. Giving Seiya the go ahead he turned the door knob and slowly pushing open the door. The two looked into the pitch black room for a moment before Seiya spoke softly.

"Over there…"

Michiru turned on the flashlight connected to one of her pistols letting Seiya be able to see as he slowly made his way into the room, his M-16 pointed and ready for anything. Dirty clothes lay strewn across the floor of the tiny storage room as the two continued to slowly make their way through, Michiru calling out softly to the sobbing voice. By the time they had made it to the middle of the room Seiya had stopped moving, weary of going any further. Michiru continued to speak soothing words when a flash of lightning light the whole room for a brief moment. Seiya's eyes widened in fear because in that one brief moment he saw that familiar rocking back and forth of The Witch Clint had told them about. He grabbed Michiru's gun and pointed it down at the floor to keep her from shining the light on the crying Infected, speaking in a urgent whisper as he did so.

"Witch! Lights off!"

The pair looked at the Infected very carefully while outside, back in the alley, Clint and Damien were standing guard when a sudden rustle of movement came from down the alleyway caught Clint's attention. He furrowed his brow and squinted his eyes slightly to try and see through the fog that was engulfing the alley when he saw them, Common Infected running down the alley, heading right for them. Damien already had his pump action shogun going off in the direction of the spiriting undead when Clint turned to get Michiru and Seiya.

"Shit, shit, SHIT! Their coming!"

Clint ran into the room were he pointed his flashlight right in The Witch's face.

"What the?"

The Witch's red eyes locked onto Clint as she began streaking in anger, Michiru had already begun getting to her feet, a look of pure terror in her eyes.

"RUN LIKE HELL!"

The aqua haired beauty sprinted from the room, Seiya hot on her heels as he put a few bullets into the pursuing Witch. He slammed the door in her face and Clint pressed himself up against the door to prevent her from getting out. She pounded against the door, fighting to get out when she put her whole arm through the door. Clint screamed in terror as the pale arm swung around desperately, desperately trying to sink her razor sharp claws into Clint's flesh. The only thing that he could think of to do was to begin shooting her arm. Fear flowed through his every fiber as his Uzi pumped bullet after bullet into her pale flesh. While He was fighting her, behind him the others were picking off as many infected as they could. Bullets pierced through body after body as the infected hit the ground. Clint had almost fired an entire slip into The Witch when the adrenaline started to really kick in.

"DO YOU LIKE THAT?"

"Stick together!" Damien shouted.

Little did the four of them know that behind them a Smoker had jumped down onto a fire escape and was targeting them up. Its raspy, hi-pitched scream when unnoticed due to the continuous gun fire buy his presence was soon known. Gripping onto the fire escape the Smoker leaned back slightly before lunging forward, releasing his long tongue. The slimy tentacle found its target by wrapping tightly around Seiya, causing him to drop his M016 and be pulled backwards. The black haired man groan and struggled to get free as Damien turned around to see his companion in danger.

"Hold on!"

He gave the Smoker one good shot to the head causing it to explode and release a cloud of green smoke. Seiya fell to the ground where Damien rushed to his side to help him up. Michiru by this point was beginning to get worried.

"Guys?"

As Seiya got to his feet two infected came running from both the right and the left. Damien pointed his pump action to the left, taking the first infecteds head clean off its shoulders then he pointed it to the right, blowing a hole through the others chest.

"Merry Christmas."

No matter how hard they fought the infected just kept on coming. Michiru thought it was time to take measures into her own hands.

"Fire In the hole!"

She chucked a pipe bomb down the alley way as she and the others ran for cover. The beeping the pipe bomb let off attracted the Common Infected causing every single on of them to gather around the explosive. As the bomb went off blood and limbs went everywhere almost taking Clint with it. He stumbled forward and looked up into the sky. There, flying above them was a helicopter. He waved his hands in the air as he ran down the alleyway screaming that they weren't infected, little did he know there was a shadowy figure following him on the rooftops. The helicopter was long gone and Clint was left standing there in the middle of the street.

"Damn it!"

The shadowy figure swung down from the roof and dangled from the corner of the building. It growled loudly before launching itself of the corner of the building on top of Clint. The scream was the only thing that made Clint turn around to see The Hunter coming towards him. He lay there on the ground fighting to get the infected off of him, screaming in agony as the creature ripped into his flesh with its sharp, dirty nails. Luckily it didn't take long for Michiru to come running out of the alleyway and tackle the Hunter off of Clint. She managed to get a few bullets into it before it pounced off out of sight but also hit a car with a car alarm in the process. The alarm blared noisily as Seiya and Damien made their way out into the street. Seiya looked around shaking his head.

"This is gonna get bad…"

Cries of the Common Infected could be heard coming from every single direction. They began pouring out of alleyway, climbing over fences spiriting around corners from other streets, they were coming from everywhere, hundreds of them. Michiru and the others had their guns at the ready, just waiting for Hell to descend upon them when the sound they didn't want to hear the most reached their ears, the roar of a Tank. Damien glared straight ahead as a car came rolling down the street, taking out several infected as it headed towards them, just missing them by a few feet. Michiru saw the car fly past her and looked back to see the huge Infected running towards them, swinging its large, muscular arms, hitting Common Infected out of its way. Clint began backing up, unsure what to do at the moment.

"Run or shoot?"

No one answered his question as the Tank kept closing the distance.

"RUN OR SHOOT?"

"BOTH!" shouted Seiya.

The group ran down a close by alleyway, their guns pointed behind them and firing at will. The Tank was still hot on their heels when Clint spotted a near by fire escape that could get them away from all this.

"Get to the roof!"

Clint began making his way up the fire escape along with Michiru as Damien and Seiya stayed on the ground to fend off the infected. The Tank came jumping around the corner and made his way straight to Damien who was currently pumping him full of shot gun shells. The Tank raised his massive arm and sent Damien right into a brick wall. Seiya turned to see the Tank raising his arms over his head to lay the finally blow onto Damien when he started unloading his M-16 into the giant infecteds chest. The Tank turned his attention to Seiya whom he tried to punch only to have the black haired man duck out of the way and break through the wall instead. From the fire escape Clint and Michiru were busy loading their own bullets into the Tanks back when he suddenly grabbed a piece of debris and chucked it full force at the flimsy fire escape.

"Heads up!"

Seiya and Damien took that opportunity to start heading towards the latter. Michiru was up on the fire escape popping heads off shoulders to give her companions the cover they needed. As they were all almost up to the roof the Tank threw itself at the fire escape, grabbing on and started to climb up it, the weak metal breaking with every move he made. Seiya desperately climbed up where Clint helped him onto the roof. Michiru on the other hand was still on the fire escape fighting the Tank. The Tank had finally reached for her causing her to lose her balance and drop one of her guns. The fire escape was collapsing under her feet as she jumped up trying desperately to grab Damien's out stretched hand.

"Damien!"

The two touched finger tips before Michiru began her decent down to the ground.

"MICHIRU NO!"

The aqua haired woman hit the twisted metal before hitting the ground, knocking her unconscious. Her three companions began gathering things that they needed in order to hurry and get her before something else did. When they left the roof top is when the soft growls began to come from a dark corner of the alley.