Left 4 Dead Another Story, Another Saga
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"3. Flashback of Yasuo, Bobby, and Raphael: A Martyr Dies4Ever"
The Graduates of Roosevelt High School threw their hats in celebration. Their final years as high schoolers were over, and they would begin their lives out in the real world. Yasuo and his cousin, Raphael, walked over to greet Bobby and his best friend, Timmy, in a corner off to the side of the entryway.
"Are you guys as psyched as I am?!" Raphael shook his fist above his head to show his energy.
"I'm almost a little anxious," Bobby commented calmly, "it's hard to tell what kind of world we're going to face. It's like all we will know is only what we've lived so far."
"Well as long as we get away from this crazy place," Timmy sighed dramatically. "I can't stand another day of this high school drama crap."
"Yeah," Yasuo agreed in an optimistic tone. "Who knows what the future will hold?"
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2 Weeks after the Infection
The 4 teens climbed over the rubble of the high school with cautious steps. They were intent on silence, but they also wished to find survivors. The fort they had built out of Bobby's home had tons of supplies, and now they simply wished to bring the immune survivors that they could find into the fortress.
Timmy, armed with dual pistols, stopped and motioned for silence. The sounds of a Boomer were about. Peeking around the corner, he saw their old high school teacher, Ms. Wardith, and the Boomer form she now held. While she hadn't seen him, he opened fire to quickly dispose of the threat. After a thorough examination of the high school, they decided to return to their fortress.
The map on Bobby's concrete wall had an X marked in each area of town except for the school. Upon entering, he dragged his feet to the board and marked it out.
"Damnit!" Yasuo shouted.
"What should we do?" Timmy asked. "This town is dead. We have enough supplies to last us ages, but what is the use without anyone to keep alive?"
"Maybe we should go beyond this town?" Raphael suggested. "There would definitely be survivors in Denver."
"With the largest population? Unlikely." Timmy's argument hit like an ace boxer's right hook. "More people mean more infected."
"However, we also must consider the facts that the immunity chances would be higher and there are more hiding places." Bobby countered in turn.
"Besides," Yasuo added, "what other options are there? Do we just stay here until we kill ourselves?"
The other three seemed to noticeably freeze at that statement.
At last, Timmy walked to the weapons cabinet and checked his pistols before holstering them.
"We head for Denver then."
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4 Days later
This was the place. It was written about in each safehouse. The Military Evac Center.
The four stared at it, and they each knew that the place had failed its duty to protect and secure. It wasn't that the steel door had been peeled away and now lay on the ground, it wasn't the mountains of soldiers limply strewn about, and it wasn't the all around destruction surrounding the building. It was the silence.
If this place had failed, then why would the group still continue into it? They had considered the possibility of the place being destroyed, and they decided that others would be lead to the spot just as they were. They would search the place, and then leave a sign in front of the building that would direct others to Bobby's home in Roosevelt.
Right after stepping through the main entrance, they saw the hallway split into two completely different directions. They knew it was a horrible idea to split the group, but judging by the stretching abyss that each direction held, it would have to be done.
The splitting went as had in the old days. Cousins and Friends.
Yasuo and Raphael cautiously entered the umpteenth room. Its door was different from the others in that it was a steel wall of mass similar to the door of the entryway of the center. They carefully tilted the heavy door on one of its broken hinges so that they could look inside.
"Dear God."
In horror, the two gazed at the piles of civilians. They had gathered close to the door, as if they had been trying to escape something inside. On the roof was a vent shaft that had been torn to pieces. Something got into the room from there.
After looking at the destroyed shaft, Yasuo pointed his flashlight down into the empty room, and was met by the startled eyes of a Witch.
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Bobby and Timmy found a guide on the wall. Apparently, the Cousins were in the evacuation half of the building, and the Friends were in the Research and Supplies half.
Bobby gave an impressed look.
"They were already researching a cure? That's pretty crazy."
"That's something we should start doing when we get back." Tim was already thinking ahead.
"I guess I just don't think 4 teens fresh out of high school could pull something like that off. Maybe we can take some of the notes from this place and give it a try."
They continued down the hall, and suddenly they felt a rumble. Tank. Tim made a dive in front of the closest hallway to the right. He ran past it and was overshadowed by the hulking mass coming around the corner.
"I'll lead it! You blast the hell out of his back!"
Tim took a left into a large room with "Guns, Explosives, and Ammo" marked on it. He ran backwards as he fired at the behemoth, and was startled to find that there was a friend waiting behind him. Tank #2.
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Raphael and Yasuo breathed heavily. Although the Witch had startled them, it was an easy kill with all of the adrenaline that she had forced them to fight with.
"I think," Raphael panted slowly, "it would be best... if we left."
"Couldn't agree more."
"Well then," Raphael regained his composure and reloaded, "let's get the other two and get out!"
As they ran back down the hallway, an explosion sounded.
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Timmy saw no other option.
The explosives were all about in the room.
He pulled out the Molotov, lit it, and hucked it at the nearest rack of gas tanks.
Bobby watched in horror as his friend and the Tanks were blown to pieces.
The grief he had suffered in these past weeks softened the blow to his being.
He pulled himself together and ran to the exit.
The Cousins looked at him questioningly.
He paused. Finally, after several moments, he gazed up.
"He was a martyr."
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They left in silence. However, the absence of sound would be short-lived at the commotion outside.
There was an explosion several blocks down.
A helicopter had crashed.
End of Chapter 3
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Whew. I'm sorry to kill the moment but DAAAAMN! I didn't know I could write like that. All...um.... poetic. I suppose. R&R plz. No Flamez plz. Constructive Criticism appreciated.
CL: I wish they'd let you use melee in L4D!
Zargy: Why's that?
CL: I would totally slice people to death with a katana! What about you?
Zargy: If there were melee... I would use a shovel!
CL: WTF?!?!?!?!
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Later...
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*Infected sliced to pieces*
CL: AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
*Zargy beats infected blindly with shovel*
Zargy: WEE!!!
*Whack* *Whack* *Whack* ~Whang~
Zargy: Hmm?
*Looks down to see his shovel on the head of a Witch*
! You startled the Witch!
Zargy: SHIIIIIIIT!!!!!!
*Fleeing rapidly while being chased*
*CL sighs*
CL: So that's why they don't have melee! Stay tuned for Chapter 4!!!
