I coughed, again. I liked my new long tongue, but the coughing that came with it wasn't a lot of fun. The other mutated infected stared at me and scowled. They didn't like smokers in their group. We had a tendency to cough a little too much.
"Keep it down will you?" one hunter asked. "We actually want these survivors you know."
I scowled at him and hissed, "Well excuse me that the best of the group has to cough a little. Besides, even if they heard me, I could just grab one and they would come back for all of you guys." I smirked as he got angry.
The survivors walked around a corner and found the room I was in, a small room filled with all kinds of dead infected. They walked to the other side to get to the door. I sprang as the last survivor passed my "dead" body. The woman screamed and alerted the rest of the uninfected.
"Dangit!" one big man exclaimed. "I knew this was a bad idea. Watch out!" the last part barely escaped his lips before a hunter grabbed the man next to him.
The big man stared as his friends were slaughtered. He soon fell to the two hunters who jumped him. I laughed as they hungrily ate his corpse. I coughed again.
Bang!
The sound reverberated throughout the hospital. I growled and walked over to the stairway door. I looked through and saw another man come bursting through the bottom stair way door. He fired behind him at an unseen assailant.
I growled again and backed away. He ran through the door and straight into my outstretched arms. He was quickly killed as I squeezed the life out of him. I cried victoriously and hurled his body at the opposite wall.
"Are you ready?" I asked the other infected.
"Yes. We heard there are ten of them. Can we take them?" a boomer replied.
I shrugged and walked down the hall to the elevator. Using my brute strength I punched a hole in the door and stepped through, widening it even more. I looked up and jumped, breaking the panels of the elevator, and crawling up the cable. I could here the others debating on how to get up.
I came up on the roof, and could feel the cold air hit my rough skin. Just a little distance away, I could hear gunfire and cheers to my right. Heading in that direction, I soon came across ten people huddled in a large room shooting common and anyone else that was not in my group. I backed up a little and caught the nearest survivor with my tongue.
"Smoker!" someone yelled.
I pulled and pulled until I saw the human laying on the roof in front of me. My claws dug deep into her flesh. She screamed and I smiled evilly. I could see the others of my group finally arrive. They nodded at me and got ready for me to make a plan.
"Boomer barf on as many as you can. Try not to die. We're going to need you again. Hunter I want you to go inside after I distract them and before the boomer barfs and pounce on the nearest Survivor. Ready?"
The Boomer moved into position and built up his barf before spewing it all over the Survivors as the Hunter pounced. The Smoker grabbed another one and pulled them in the open for infected to take their shot at the human. I jumped down and charged the remaining ones. My shoulder came down and I hit a middle aged man in the face. His bones cracked and he screamed for the split second he was still alive. The other Survivors couldn't help him because they were crowded by Common and the others of my group.
"Is that everyone?" I asked after the fighting had died down. "I only see seven bodies. Did the Smoker get two?"
Everyone else just stared at me. I turned around and looked for the Smoker. He was gone. I jumped out of a window and landed on the nearest roof. I looked and saw a faint cloud of green smoke about two feet away. I inched my way over and saw a body, the Smokers body. I started to roar to everyone when a kitchen knife crashed down on my head. I fell and turned my body just in time to see the human scowl at me and raise a shotgun to my face. It was my brother. I laughed, thinking if only he knew who he was about to kill. He pulled the trigger and I fell into the slumber which you never wake from.