Author's notes: So chapter 11 here, just a quick heads up i did change the name of my account from hunter master to colonel liam but apart from that nothing else has changed, once again i don't own left 4 dead or anything to do with the game made by valve i just own the OC's in this story.

Chapter 11 Crying?

For the next few minutes none of them dared to speak, the tension was mounding, the scream had literally drained the last sense of hope from all of them and it stung hard, however Whitaker didn't take long to regain his composure and cleared his throat before speaking. "Come on now people we have to keep moving" he said, his companions eyes never moved but Sam breathed heavily before speaking, "what was that?" she simply asked, I don't know but chances are its probably something we are gonna have to kill" said Rick. "That was not a good sound" said Jake the grip on his shotgun tightening to the point his knuckles turned white, while the other 3 quietly conversed Whitaker scanned around the station platform, for one a train now layed turned over and de railed in between both platforms going diagonally. Many pieces of the walls and celling now layed out across the dark floor, suddenly Whitakers gaze shot up as a flash of movement streaked across the darkness and down the tunnel ahead of where the survivors were. "Well at least we know our stalker is still up and running" he said turning around, he now cast a good glance at the people now with him and finally realised how hard the shock of the situation was currently hitting them.

He first looked at Jake, he could tell from the look of this boy he was not very old but that he had obviously committed crime evident by the orange prison suit, he could tell this was not the sort of man who would speak about how is was feeling and maybe even had an attitude. But right now Whitaker could see one thing in the younger mans eyes, fear, the fear of the zombies and the fear of dying painfully and miserably like so many others already had was hitting him like a brick wall and his wide panicked eyes were more than enough to state how the criminal was currently feeling.

He then turned to Rick, this was a bit more difficult to decide on as the CIA agent certainly wasn't showing the same signs of fear as his younger companion, the mans dark blue eyes were full of mystery, it was obvious this was a man who was experienced at his job and even if he was scared his line of work meant that he wasnt going to show he was scared very easily. This was a man who had seen plenty of violence in his life but it was also obvious that he was not used to seeing this level of violence and it shocked him to no end, his eyes remained dark and unwelcoming and no amount of fear was going to change that.

Finally he looked over at Sam and was saddened, it was obvious that the young girl had been most affected by all of this and to be honest he was not surprised, while he had lived on this planet for 54 years, she looked like she couldn't have been no older than 20, she hadn't lived her life and chances are she may never get to live it properly ever again. It was now he could see that the young girl was shaking her hands struggling to keep a hold of the hunting rifle she now used as self defence, and then he saw it, the single tear that trailed down her check and then fell to the dark, dead ground beneath her.

Whitaker simply sighed in sadness, he knew that this was going to be difficult, even with 3 grown hardened men it was obvious the effects of this destroyed decaying world were talking their toll on them, but it was the simple tear that fell down the young girls face that summed up how they were all feeling, they were all feeling lost and defeated, everything that they had once held dear was now most likely gone. "ok lets keep moving" he said Jake began to walk forward, Rick close behind him but they both stopped when they realised Whitaker and Sam weren't following, instead Whitaker stood next to the young girl his arm on her shoulder as she stared coldly at the ground below. "Listen i know how your feeling like now, we may not show it but all 4 of us feel the same way, i know it feels like there is no hope left, like everything gone, but if you just give up and quit without knowing for sure, then your throwing your life away" he said. She then looked up at him before turning to the others, Jake looked at her bitterly and sadly and Rick, Rick looked cold and distant but she could still see the sadness in his dark eyes. She finally sighed and raised her lowered weapon to waste height and looked forward in the direction they were going, "lets just get going" she said as Jake led the way again, they had to jump down onto the tracks and continue along for at lest 300 yards before they came to another set of platforms. Jake then stopped dead, the action so sharp that Sam gasped when she almost walked into him before looking up the other 2 men looking forward at the younger man.

"What is it boy?" Whitaker asked before finally the rest of them heard the noise as well, they could hear the faint sounds of sobbing, pitiful, gut wrenching, tortured sobbing that made them all panic, Jake turned around to look back at Whitaker, "what the hell is that?" he asked looking at the older man as if he would know. "I don't know but it almost sounds like a girl crying" he said, Sam shuddered in fright as she heard the sobbing again, "a girl, a young girl crying, do you know how many young girls I've seen crying?" Said Rick and then went wide eyed when he realised what he had said. "Sorry, the crying is just bringing back bad memories" he said and Jake and Sam looked at each other while Whitaker sighed and shook his head, "i don't know what the hell that crying is but we need to be damn careful" said Whitaker as he climbed back up onto the new platform the other 3 soon following. They slowly crept forward scanning every inch of the station around them as the crying slowly grew louder and louder, now they were standing in the middle of the platform, a derailed train in between both platforms on its side and a large fire breaking out on the opposite platform. Sam then froze and gasped when she looked over to the left and soon the 3 men followed her gaze and also stopped, they then looked underneath them and made a terrifying discovery.

They were standing over a large pool of fresh blood and they followed a small smudged trail that lead up against the wall, finally the saw the form that was slumped against the wall and Sam almost chocked as she looked at the body before quickly looking away her head quickly slumping on Rick's shoulder, the man putting a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. The body was wearing what once looked like jeans and a long sleeved button up shirt, now the man was laying in a pool of his own blood, however that wasn't what disturbed them. What disturbed them was the insanely large and deep claw marks that littered the mans body, his head lifeless and facing the ground the body now layed upon, then it happened, with a sudden gasp and a coffing fit, the bodies head rose up, grey dying eyes stared at the four survivors. "Holy shit your alive" said Jake in alarm as the 3 men walked closer to the dying man, "y-yes I am but not...for much longer" he choked out, "what the hell happened to you?" Rick said becoming sickened by how bad the claw marks littered on the poor mans form, "s-she...happened" he chocked and now Sam came other drawn in by his latest words. "She, who's she?" Sam asked, "well she is...was my fiancé" he managed and they were all shocked, "but now she's...she's the devils minion, a horrid creature" he chocked. They were becoming more terrified by the second, "he then pointed further down the dark tunnel in the direction they intended to go, struggling to hold his arm up, "that crying you hear...its my fiancé" he said now coughing up blood. "But why she's crying...i have no idea, but i do no one thing...she isn't like us anymore" he managed as the sobbing now echoed off the walls louder than ever, "listen to me whatever your thinking now doesn't matter...stay away from her...she ain't like...us anymore, i tried to help her...and this is what i got" he finished and Sam was now struggling to hold back tears.

The 4 survivors couldn't believe everything they had just discovered, a man once a normal healthy human being like them, was now little more than a tatted mess lying on the ground slowly falling into deaths cold grip and all of this caused by his own fiancé. None of them wanted to admit it but right now they felt the worst they had felt in all their lives, the virus had gone far enough that married and engaged couples were now turning on each other and slaughtering each other like wild animals. "If your heading to Fairfield Central you wanna follow the right hand tunnel for about 3 more stations...then follow the streets if you can before finally you should arrive at the hospital...t-there doing helicopter rescues from there" he choked out blood now flowing freely from his mouth. "Thank you" Sam sobbed giving the man a light hug before moving back, "good luck...your gonna need it" he finally said before he finally fell into deaths heartless embrace and closed his eyes for the last time his head slumping forward. They all took a moment to remember the man who just died in front of them before Whitaker noticed a blanket lying next to the man hanging out of a bag, he then did what he thought was right and covered the dead mans body before standing. It was then that the sobbing returned to their ears and they remembered what the man had told them, that crying was not from a friendly source, "come on we have to keep moving" said Whitaker as he began to walk in the direction of the tunnel ahead. Unknown to the survivors a curtain hooded creature had been watching them the whole time, staring at them from the corner as they began to enter the darkness that layed behind them at the station as the dark blanket of darkness from the train tunnel consumed them.

Their flashlights now on the survivors continued to trek on, slowly creeping further and further into the dark tunnel now sticking to the right side as the set of tracks ahead seemed to split, the set on the left going further left, the ones on the right going further right. The sobbing was now ear piercing and now as the tracks began to bend away from each other they scanned all corners of the tunnel, finally the sobbing was as loud as it could be and they all stopped as they realised exactly where in the tunnel the source of the sobbing was. Their eyes now slightly adjusting to the darkness and they could make out a figure sitting on the floor, its head buried in its hands and slowly and carefully Jake raised his flashlight and finally the source of the crying was revealed. The source was nothing more than a rather small and thin woman, from their angle they could see the woman was laying on the ground in a fetal position, she had long grey hair which was now laying over her face as it was hunched forward in her hands, she had pale greyish skin and they could now clearly see that her fingers had been shaped into long deadly claws by the infection. They also realised that she was wearing very little clothing, she had what looked like the tattered remains of a shirt covering her chest and a skirt covering her waist and private areas, the woman also had no shoes on. Whitaker then pushed Jake's flashlight to the ground, "come on lets just ignore her" he Whispered as they slowly crept passed the deathly infected woman and crept further down the northbound tunnel. They continued on for a little bit before they realised that the tunnel ahead was blocked, "shit!" Jake hissed, they weren't even more than 700 yards from the crying infected and a derailed train was now blocking the tunnel ahead, "hey over here" Sam quietly said as they now stood by a door built into a wall, "its a service tunnel that runs along side this tunnel" Whitaker whispered slowly opening the door as they crept inside.

They continued to walk down the new maintenance tunnel, however they soon stopped when they realised something, "g-guys that girl ain't crying anymore" said Sam and they all suddenly froze, while they had put a little distance between them and the female infected they should still of been able to hear her. Suddenly an ear splitting scream broke out before suddenly the door behind them began to buckle as heavy banging began on the other side, the creature attacking it screaming in rage. "oh shit!" Rick shouted, "RUN!" screamed Whitaker as they took off running, they reached the next door and then sharply turned around as the first door was thrown into the wall the female infected and their hunter stalker both walked into the entrance of the tunnel. They looked in horror at the thin gangly woman, she had deep crimson omens for eyes, the hunter standing behind her almost smirking, "that hooded bastard" Rick seethed, they then all fired their weapons causing the hunter to jump away but their fire wasn't directed at him but instead the infected woman. She wailed as most of the shots hit her a few hitting her in the head causing her to jerk back in pain, however she quickly recovered and then screamed as she began to run at the survivors her arms outstretched showing her deadly claws.

The Hunter watched her charge towards the non infected and then began to follow, Sam starred frozen in horror as the once normal woman charged at them, however she was drawn back to reality as Whitaker slammed the nearest door shut, "move your asses people!" he shouted provoking the others to run. The infected woman soon broke through the second door the survivors then reaching and shutting the next one and this process continued until they reached the end room and Whitaker quickly opened the door to the right and thankfully they were now far enough down the tunnel that they had bypasses the train crash. They continued to run until they reached a station and soon realised that the tunnel ahead was blocked, Whitaker then saw a door to the right and opened it, to his surprise it was another service tunnel which allowed them to bypass the collapsed celling blocking the main tunnel. "Quickly through here!" he shouted as they all walked through, "keep running" he said as he slammed the door shut and then took off running down the tunnel, the female infected and the hunter both streaming out into the station. The female infected looked around before she began to cry again, putting her hands over her head as she took off running back the way they had come, the Hunter snarled in defeat and then noticed the door on the right, her then growled as he began to pound on the door, the woman's screaming screaming echoing off the walls as she ran from the scene screaming in frustration and fear.

End Chapter

Well that was quite a run in wasn't it, i know that may not have been the best way to introduce the witch but remember im a noobie writer ill only get better with practice right? In anyway once again feedback will be greatly appreciated, please tell me how you think this stories is going and if you have any ideas for future chapters tell me and maybe i might use your ideas. Thanks for readings and ill see you guys and gals in the next one.