Author's Note
Hi! Okey dokey, sick all week and got a real bad cough, but Ima be bustin out a whole lot of these all of winter break, which I'm on right now :D. I'm hyper and extremely happy cause I just got my Christmas tree, so crazy things in this chapter. Oh, I don't own Left 4 Dead, but I do own my OCs. Sorry for not updating the whole week, so I'm making up for it. Okay, I think that's it, so on with the story! R&R! Enjoy!
The first sunlight of the winter filters through the gray clouds to create a dim spotlight in a dark alley on two young teenagers. A pale boy with shaggy shoulder-length dirty blond hair and chocolate brown eyes, and a tanned girl with wild brown hair and emerald green eyes lay in the spotlight, barely moving until the boy's eyes scrunch up as the brightening sun seeps through his eyelids. He slowly opens his eyes, then jolts awake and jumps back into the fading shadows of the way. Startled by his movement, the girl opens her eyes and sits up.
"Joeth?" she asks looking in the direction he jumped. As her eyes adjust into light again, she can just barely see the outline of the hooded boy in the shadows.
"The sun..." he murmurs.
The girl looks up, notices the sunlight, and turns back to him, a smile playing on her lips.
"The sun. I haven't seen it in so long..." she says, looking at the ribbons of gold from where stars were only hours before.
The boy-Joeth-backs further into the darkness as the light grows larger. The girl's smile suddenly fades, and she looks at Joeth.
"I never did tell you my name did I?" she asks, a little ashamed of herself for going nameless in his eyes.
"Well, I'm Violet." she says with a smile, as if meeting him for the first time. "Now will you please come out of the dark? I can't see you."
"Can't..." is all he says as he backs up further, head down.
"Stop acting like that!" she curls into a small ball, pressing her knees against her chest.
Joeth hesitates, not knowing what to do; he can sense something, something bad, but he wants to comfort the girl-Violet. He cares for her, but if he goes out there, they'll see him.
Screw it he thinks, and slowly crawls out. Violet smiles. But as soon as he's out, a huge explosion encases the alley in a thick red-brown mass of a cloud. Joeth is blown back from it, and from behind the mass, 4 humans come running out. Joeth scrambles up, and jumps. But in mid-flight, one human sends out his hand, unleashing a rope, which coils around Joeth's feet, pulling him back to the concrete. He turns to see Violet watching him, but she is being pulled up by a teenage boy.
(Joeth's POV)
Violet screams my name ans reaches towards me. I want nothing more to tear off my hood and call back to her, but as I pull out my hand, a chain this time wraps around my wrist like a whip. Three humans walk around me, almost like dancing, mocking me. My other wrist is pulled tight, and I clench my fist. With all the strength left in me, I give a sharp heave on my left one, and my strength superior to human's, making the person go flying through the air and landing with a crash in the bricks of a wall. I do the same with the other one, making a girl this time go flying. I then front flip and bite the chains is half. When I land, I crouch again, and jump, landing a few feet from Violet and the boy pulling her. The boy has short brown hair and hazel eyes, and he looks at me in terror for a moment, then glares. I return the glare, and cry at him, baring my teeth so that they show their full length and sharpness. I pounce on the boy, but at last second pull up, making my foot connect with his chest instead. He goes down hard, and I take Violet's hand again, and tear out of there fast.
Sorry its so short. More coming soon. R&R!