Thank you for the reviews! Does anybody have an opinion on adding the Left 4 Dead 2 survivors? I've given it some thoughts and the only problem I'm having is tying them in. After all they don't meet until the infection has progressed further. Maybe I'll have a time skip at some point, or maybe not. Who knows? On with the story!

Disclaimer: Left 4 Dead is not mine.

Chapter 6: Fear the Hunger and the Beast

Zoey's POV:

The audible CLICK was lost among the screams of the infected and the familiar sound of a screeching Hunter. Zoey had no time to register the empty clip that her pistol consisted of before a force slammed into her. Her assailant and her tumbled end over end before coming to a crashing halt against the wall. Her head was spinning and she was too dazed to see anything, but bright flashes of light.

When her vision finally returned to normal, her eyes were met with a sharp pair of canines. Zoey's breathing stopped and time seemed to slow as her eyes wandered up the shadowed face to stare straight into blood red eyes. A growl resonated from the Hunter's throat and suddenly without warning he grabbed her roughly and leapt into the air and on to the escalator.

The scream was caught in her throat from the sudden rush of air and adrenaline began seeping into her veins and throughout her body. Rebounding off the wall the Hunter curled himself around her body and broke through the skylight sending shards of glass flying around them. They landed with a splash on the roof do too the excessive amount of rain pouring down. A sting in her elbow told her that she hadn't been completely safe from the glass of the skylight.

In a matter of seconds Zoey could feel the rain soaking through her clothes. The wind was sending the rain into her skin like needles and she could feel the bitterly cold temperature that came with the rain. Ignoring the torrent of rain, she flailed wildly in the arms of her captor in the hopes of escaping. While she was expecting to be released, instead she was slammed harshly against the roof, effectively knocking the breath out of her.

Gasping for the breath, she opened her eyes to find two glowing red ones staring back at her. She tried to scramble backwards away from her assailant, but was instead held down by his forearm. Finally she recognized the Hunter that was pinning her to the ground and she froze as she made the connection.

When she had seen him other times his eyes had been piercing, but more curious than anything else. Now the longing that clouded his eyes was frightening and she could feel her desire to die disappear. Zoey struck out with her knee catching him between the legs, causing him to groan and release his hold slightly. Taking the opening she needed she grabbed her pistol that clattered to the roof and brought it swiftly up to connect with the Hunter's head.

Her hopes were dashed away though as the Hunter caught her wrist mid-air, stopping the assault against him. The violent twisting of her wrist caused her to cry out in pain and release the pistol from her grip. Not wasting any time the Hunter let out a snarl and wrapped his clawed hand around Zoey's neck, cutting off her air supply.

Hunter's POV:

The hunger had been bothering him for days, yet he had chosen to ignore it, instead he chased after this woman that was now taking her life. Even as he leapt toward her he could feel his mind slipping away from him and a new being taking over.

He felt his heart skip a beat as she pulled the trigger and he couldn't stop the screech that tore through his throat. His enhanced hearing picked up the click through his own screams as he slammed into her and sent them tumbling.

As his body collided with hers, he felt his senses dull and his mind slip further away. Only on instinct did he immediately jump away from the horde and the threat of danger. He could feel his vision begin to blur as he pushed off against the wall. Before he crashed through the skylight he wrapped his body around the girl to protect her vulnerable skin.

His landing was shaky and he almost busted his ass, due to the build-up of water on the roof. The rain seeped through his clothes, but he didn't notice. The battle in his mind was being waged and the animal inside him was winning. The girl's spontaneous, wild, movements startled him and he slammed her hard on the ground, pinning her down with his body.

The noises around him dulled out, and the sound of her heart and breathing focused in his ears. Her blue eyes were frightened and full of emotion, while his vision was dulling and blurring. At that moment he blacked out and he could only feel numbness around himself. It felt like hours, but in just a few seconds his eyes refocused and he saw his hands wrap around her neck and squeeze. Trying desperately to stop himself he gave a startled screech in his head and surprisingly heard a returned growl.

"The human is ours. We hunger for her flesh and it shall be ours!" The slightly distorted, pain-filled, voice was unfamiliar to the Hunter and he let a snarl tear threw him as a warning.

"No you don't belong here, this is my mind…" His sentence was cut off by the harsh interruption.

"WAS your mind, now it is ours. The others gave into us and turned on their kin and others. And now, so will you. Your time is up." The voice angered him and he felt himself push hard against whatever control it had over him.

"She is not yours for the taking and neither am I!" His vision began to refocus and he could feel and hear everything around. The girl beneath him, his claws digging into her flesh, the rain sliding down his body, the thunder shaking the earth, and the wind screaming in his ear.

"Know that we will never leave you and that no matter what you do, we will be there waiting to take what is rightfully ours." The voice faded away into the nothing and he was left staring at the bluing girl underneath him.

His clawed hands released her and blood seeped from the wounds on her neck and deep, hand mark, bruises were already forming. She was gasping for breath and choking on the newly found air all at the same time. The rain was washing away the blood and effectively hiding the smell from him. He could still feel a slight tingle in the back of his head and he was trying desperately to ignore it.

The Hunter stood up and took a step away from Zoey. Her eyes flickered to his form and her breathing slowed down to the point where even he could barely hear it. As he took a step toward her she flinched and scrambled backwards across the roof. The fear was evident in her eyes and she was looking for anyway to escape.

"What sick son-of-a-bitch plays with someone before killing them?" Her mind was reeling and she didn't notice him move until he was bending down in front of her. She couldn't stop the scream of rage that tore through her throat as she swung her foot up and caught him in the jaw.

His head jolted up and backwards in a painful way and she took the advantage to stumble to her feet and start sprinting to find an exit. It was across the roof, a small square figure with a door that plainly read "Stairs."

She picked up her speed as she heard a growl from behind and she practically dove for the door and wrenched it open. There was no way to hold the door closed so instead she closed it, to cause a second distraction, and took the stairs three at a time. By the time she rounded the first corner the Hunter had already opened the door and started after her.

Looking down over the side of the rail she saw a break in the stairs a flight down. Swallowing the fear in her throat she leapt over the rail and somehow managed to land on her feet on the floor. Entering the door to the right she shut it behind her and moved quickly through the dark corridors. A flash of lightning lit up the hallway and she froze as she saw a dark figure standing at the end of it. Another bolt clearly showed her in detail what she was seeing.

It stood stock still in a black trench coat that swept the floor. Instead of standing on normal human feet, it stood on the tips of three toes with deadly talons sprouting from them. Shredded pants adored it's legs and the shirt was missing from its torso. In its place were rigged reptilian scales. Now that she looked closer she could see the same scales traveling down its legs. A serious of deep scars interrupted the scales pattern and caused it to look more horrific. The things arms were mostly hidden by the coat, but its hands were visible. Three fingers were on each hand, though slightly deformed. A blade grew from the back of the hand and traveled away from the arm and right up against. The part that traveled forward was smooth and ended in a deadly tip. While the part that ran up into the coat appeared jagged, but sharp all the same. Zoey's eyes traveled up to the creature's face, but it was covered by a black, cloth, mask and only the right eye could be seen, which was a was pitch black with a white pupil. The remains of what appeared to be hair stuck out through some of the parts where the mask was torn. As it turned to the side to peer into a room spikes that looked like broken bones came into view angled up going down its neck and back and leading to a tail with spikes covering it, except for the bottom, and going in every which way.

Zoey's feet stood frozen to the ground and she nearly screamed when two hands grabbed her. The Hunter wrapped his clawed hand around her mouth before the scream could be heard and he pulled her back around the corner where the creature could not see them. Turning her around to face him he put a clawed finger up to his mouth to tell her to stay quite. He relaxed his own tense muscles, released her and peered around the corner at the thing. It took a few more steps down the hall and then its head moved to look directly at the Hunter. He whipped his face back around the corner as fast as he could and pushed Zoey into an office.

"What the hell is that thing?" Zoey whispered as quietly as she could to the Hunter. He gave a shrug in reply and moved toward the window where a little light was coming through from a street lamp. A noise in the hall made Zoey move beside the Hunter, even though he had just tried to kill her. She felt a hand on her arm and she immediately stiffened and swung her fist at him. Of course he caught it with ease and grabbed her chin and lifted it up.

Releasing her wrist she felt his hand touch the wounds on her neck and heard a whimper leave his throat. She wasn't expecting that and her eyes turned to meet his.

In an almost croaky voice he managed to speak. "I-I'm...So-Sor-Sorry." His eyes appeared pained as the words were forced from his throat and she didn't know what to say, due to her shock at him being able to speak.

Behind them and through the door they heard something inhale and then go quiet. The Hunter's eyes peered past her and at the door he had closed a minute ago. Suddenly what appeared to be a sword was thrust through the wooden door and Zoey let out a scream. As the sword disappeared it was replaced by a foot that sent the door flying off its hinges and toward them.

The Hunter grabbed Zoey and took the door to the back, which sent them sailing forward. Zoey's face was protected from hitting the wall by the Hunter's arm, but his own cracked against the window seal and everything went black.

Zoey was left by herself to deal with beast of the creature standing in the door inhaling and exhaling loudly. Her eyes turned to the Hunter's limp form and she quickly used her feet to move the door off of him. As she turned her head back toward the thing its eye was focused directly on her.

She swung around and threw the window open as fast as she could. Looking back at the Hunter on the ground she hoped she wouldn't regret this later. "Hopefully we don't die." She said as she heaved him out and through the window.

Zoey didn't even know how high up they were, but she didn't give it a second thought as she pushed the Hunter and then herself out the window.

Sorry it's short, but I wanted to get it uploaded. Stay tuned to see if Zoey and her Hunter made it! ;) Please Review!