Author's Note
Hi! Sorry! I've been so busy with school and homework that I haven't been able to update. I'll try to update at the very least every two days, if not every day. I promise I won't forget! And, please, I really need reviews. Anyway, I don't own Left 4 Dead, but I do own my OCs, blah blah blah. Enjoy!
As Joeth sleeps, I sit there, boredness setting in and eyes fluttering open and closed. He scared the crap out of me earlier; with that flame thing with his eyes and demonic voice. I'll have to find out more about that later. Maybe Madle will tell me. I shiver. Madle. I don't know why, but she kind of scares me. Considering she's probably the last girl on Earth other than me, I should be a little nicer. Maybe less shy too... But as I sit there, I also think about that story that Joeth told me earlier. He had told me that he'd never seen his brother ever again, and if he did, he'd either really mad at him, or he'd hug him like crazy. He told me that Zak was always like that. And when they went to school, he told me that Zak was a girl magnet, he could have become one, but he said that he didn't want to be like his brother. He said he had a bright future, grades soaring high, and hope too. Then this hit him. He got turned, and it all became trying to control himself, and to not attack everything and eat humans. He told me that he once accidentally lost control of himself, and when he woke up, there were 2 dead humans in front of him and blood on his hands and mouth. He swore to himself and his brother that he'd never do it again. I believe him. My savior. My new friend. Joeth. I have to give credit to Madle too, but she still scares me.
I smile slightly, looking at Joeth. His eyes are closed and mouth emotionless.
I sit there, just looking at him. There's a sudden sniff and some soft weeps from the other side of the roof, and I whip my head around, then quickly regret it as I hear a snap. I crawl back, I guess I didn't notice it at first, but I hear, and now see the outline of a girl. Late teens, early 20s. Crying. I know better, but I look closer. I shouldn't. I really shouldn't. But I do. As I look closer, my hand crunches a leaf under it, and the girl looks up.
She's one of them.
No, not the pack, she's not a hunter. No, worse.
She's a witch.
Then to my surprise, she, it, stands up. It's too late. I should have run when I could. Now this witch is going to kill me. But my thoughts stopped short. Joeth. He's taken on the pack before, I'm sure he can take a witch. But I know I've waited too long when I look up and the witch is now right in front of me. My breath catches in my throat as I watch her and she watches me. We stay like that for a moment. Then, she just collapses right in front of me and sobs. I hesitate, thinking what just happened,adreniline starting to run cold, when I notice it. Right behind her, a hooded figure crouches. I open my mouth to scream, but am grabbed from behind and pulled up to face into a pit less black hood. I try to break free, but its no use. I'm trapped. Captured. Might as well be dead. I close my eyes, waiting for something to happen. Anything. Joeth jumping up and kicking his butt. Madle to suddenly appear and kill the hunter. Anything. As I start to feel tears rolling down my face, something happens. Something I wouldn't have ever expected.
Sorry it's so short. I promise there will be more soon.