Author Note: Sorry for the wait, life got a little hectic. Enjoy….I don't own Left 4 dead.
Darkness. Sweet and beautiful darkness was what met her eyes when she opened them. There was no intense burning caused by the sunlight. She was no longer forced to travel during the day.
'A small benefit I suppose.'
Casey thought to herself as she stood and stretched slowly walking towards the front of the small convenient store that Carina had found her in an eternity ago. The infected girl stood in the door way and stared out at the street. A sense of deja vu hit the silver haired girl.
The memory of standing there and watching Carina walk away with Danielle and Keith slowly came to mind. The memory was not very clear. None of the memories from before Casey's mind was 'freed' ever were. It was like remembering the scene from a movie seen long ago. You can remember what happened, but it feels like details are just missing.
'I was stupid to follow her. How could I have thought there was any place for me among them.'
Casey let out a sad sigh and took a few hesitant steps into the street. She was hungry and she needed food. Despite the reservations of the witch's human mind, Casey set out in search of fresh meat. There were few survivors still about, and the witch was still not keen on the idea of eating another human. The last time had been an accident and it had cost her everything.
There were other sources of fresh meat though. For some reason the common infected had their simple minds set solely on eating the uninfected humans. They had for the most part left the dogs and cats in the town alone.
After several minutes of walking, Casey turned a corner and was greeted with a low growl. The witch smiled and flexed her long claws. With a shriek, she lunged forward. A loud yelp rang out as the stray dog was silenced. Casey quickly dragged the mutt into the shadows behind a dumpster. The common infected ignored the dogs, but the witch had seen a few hunters resort to killing the canines when the more preferred food source had run scarce.
With a happy purr, the witch sank her teeth into the still warm body. 'Oh that tastes good.' Casey thought as she relished the taste of fresh blood. From the end of the alley, the distinct clicking sound of claws on concrete rang out. The witch looked up staring down the intruder with her blood red eyes.
"You wait your turn pest." Casey growled.
The hunter let out a low growl from under the hood that covered his head, but shrank back against the wall resigned to wait for scraps instead of fighting the female infected. After several minutes, the witch had eaten her fill. She picked up the carcass that still had some meat clinging to the bones.
"Here you go you lazy brute. Eat up" She said tossing the left overs towards the hunter. With a pleased shriek, the special infected made a quick leap, catching the carcass and quickly disappeared up the wall and onto the roof of a nearby building. The witch stared at the roof of the building for several moments and then turned to head back.
As Casey headed back to her new sad little home in the back of the store, her thoughts once again centered around the blonde college girl. When Casey had ran out of the basement, she had fell into a frenzy as she lost control of her emotions. She had ended up slaughtering a lot of the common infected gathered around in her fit of rage. When she had finally settled down, Casey had made her way to the safe house in hopes of telling Keith and Danielle where Carina was.
Casey had found the message they had left on the wall and knew that she wasn't going to be the only one left alone in the city. Knowing Carina would return to the safe house, Casey had quickly left.
The witch didn't even bother to wipe away the tears that streamed down her face as she entered the convenient store and walked into the back room and into the empty freezer. She slumped into a heap on the ground and began to sob. Laying her head on the ground, Casey began breathing in halted gasps for air as she cried uncontrollably. Suddenly a familiar scent registered in her nose.
The witch's crying slowed down as she sniffed around the freezer floor. She reached a clawed hand out and found the source of the smell. Pulling her hand to her face, Casey held up the wrapper to a candy bar. Another fuzzy memory of Carina shoving a candy bar into her mouth surfaced and the witch let out a sorrowful wail. She curled up in the back corner of the freezer, clutching the wrapper tightly to her chest like a child would a small stuffed toy.
Many blocks away, Carina sat in a corner clutching as well. Instead of a wrapper, the blonde girl was clutching her side. She had awoken after several hours of fitful sleep. Not having eaten in days, she had quickly scarfed down several meals worth of rations from the safe house supplies.
Now the sudden feast had left Carina's stomach doing flips and it was taking everything for the young survivor to keep the food from making a reappearance. She let out a soft moan as her stomach made another plea to resurface the meal.
Carina's moans were answered by the common infected that had gathered out the safe house door drawn in by the uninfected girl's groaning protests to her stomach. One infected male pressed his head against the bars and let out a growl. Then with a gurgling sound, the infected male coughed up some bloody bile that slowly streamed down the inside of the steel door.
'Oh you suck.' Carina thought as her stomach did two flips and she started to gag. One more look at the inside of the door and she lost her battle with her insides. After several minutes of puking up everything she had just eaten, Carina collapsed to the ground shaking slightly from exhaustion.
The young blonde went to prop herself up with her arm and winced at the pain from the movement. She glanced at the bandage on her arm and was once again filled with both anger and sorrow.
"What's going to happen to us Casey?" She muttered. Though she was still angry at the infected girl, there was an immense sense of loss as well. Carina let out a low sigh as her anger became dulled as her loneliness took over.
A few tears tried to slip out of the corner of the college girl's eyes, but she quickly wiped them away. She managed not to cry. It wasn't that she didn't feel grief at having loss the witch as a friend or from being separated from Keith and Danielle most likely forever. No it was that Carina had finally reached the end of her emotional rope. She didn't cry because she was all cried out.
'Tomorrow I'll head to the baseball stadium. At least see if the others made it out.'
With a new plan slowly taking form, Carina grabbed a shotgun and pulled it close to her chest. With the comfort of her weapon nearby, she closed her eyes and fell into a restless sleep.
Author Note: The chapter is pretty short and for that I apologize. Life got hectic and I've had several days in the last week where I got maybe 2 hours of sleep in a 24 hour period. I wanted to write more, but felt it would be just slop with the amount of sleep I had. No worries more to come and soon. Thanks for reading and a special thanks to all my faithful reviewers.
