And here it is, made for my loyal, and adoring ( Heh yeah right ) fans, and readers.

Decided to write this today, just cause I was bored and needing to do something productive. But mostly because I was looking over my stories, and noticed that today 1 year ago was when I first submitted this story. So I figured that I should update this thing for the occasion.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ed, Edd, n Eddy, nor do I own Left 4 Dead, even less so do I own the band NWA, or anything to do with their prankster antics. ( sorry had to get that out of the way )

Chapter 4:

" For a good time call..." Eddy smirked in amusement as he watched Ed read the words in the wall. It wasn't so much about the message being read aloud, but more so the sudden reaction from Double-D who was instantly trying to change the slow-witted Ed's attention to something a little less 'saucy'.

After they had rested the Eds investigated the safe room a bit more, and were happy to find that there was a large number of maps sitting on a beat up table. Using it they could properly plot their next course of action. They were a good distance away from the train station, and vehicle travel between here, and there would be suicidal with all of the blocked off roads, and abandoned vehicles strewn all across the roads that weren't blocked. Problem was traveling on foot wouldn't be much better, it would be easy to get lost, and walking there would take forever.

" Time for a plan McGee. " Standing upright from his sitting position next to the wall, Eddy strolled past the other two Eds who were currently trading theories on how the zombie uprising was started, and stopped in front of another reinforced door much like the one they first entered in. This one in place of a small open window with iron bars welded in to keep the undead from reaching in, and grabbing unwary survivors, had a small sliding peephole that could be used to look outside, then closed and sealed back in place.

Quietly Eddy opened the window, and took a look outside. The sun was shining, making the carnage outside much easier to see. Cars crashed into the side of buildings, random fires dotted the streets, a few dead bodies littered the streets, and sidewalks. And of course the undead were everywhere, some shuffled along following unknown paths, other merely stood in place almost as still was statues. Eddy's eyes took in everything he surveyed, his mind trying to turn everything it noticed into a possible way of furthering their goals.

" Eddy? " Snapped from his thoughts, Eddy turned his attention to Double-D who was currently looking at him with a worried expression. " You've been quiet since since awakening from your rest, is something on your mind? "

Looking one last time out the small window, Eddy slid the mechanism shut, and responded. " It's nothing Edd, just trying to figure out a way of getting us out of here in one piece. "

" Though I wouldn't label the subject as ' it's nothing ' I'm also having trouble concocting a efficient escape plan. Double-D rubbed his chin a bit, then walked over to the map with a frustrated look on his face. " Nothing here covers the colossal number of variables that may occur while traveling to our destination. "

Ed who was at the time writing something on the wall with a red marker he found, stopped what he was doing and trudged over to Eddward. " Why not just take the bus? "

Eddy was about to yell at the monobrow, about making dumb suggestions when a light bulb lit up in his head. While peering outside he had noticed an actual bus only half a block away crashed into a wall. If it was still operational they could just ride safely inside, and smash past most anything in their way. With a large grin Eddy grabbed Ed's shirt collar, and started shaking him. " There is a brain underneath all of that lump, Ed you just helped me figure out how we're gonna get out of here. "

Double-D, and Ed both smiled at Eddy, the confident look on his face was enough to get them to go along with whatever scheme he had cobbled together, anything was better than nothing.

The plan was simple, Ed would charge out mowing down most everything in his path, while Eddy, and Double-D would give support. When the coast was semi clear Double-D would survey the damage to the bus, and see if it was still drive worthy. If it was Eddy would get it moving, and all the team would have to do from there is drive down the road and hope for clear paths, and a full tank of gas. If the bus however wasn't able to drive...well things would get dicey.

" Everyone ready to roll? " Eddy looked over his fellow survivors, his words still in the air waiting to be answered.

" As I'll ever be with our current equipment. " Double-D checked the iron-sightings to a micro sub-machine gun that he had found in the safe room, he had two full clips of ammo, and for added security kept the pistol he had first entered with tightly secured in his belt. He also carried a knapsack which he carried the maps in, and a leftover med-kit in case of emergencies.

" Ten Four good buddy, lets partay! " Ed kept the shotgun he had from earlier, it was fully loaded, and by Double-D's urging Ed kept a pocketful of shells in case he came across any trouble. Eddy had given Ed his fire-ax saying the stronger Ed would probably have an easier time using it then he would have.

" Alright lets do this! " Eddy unlatched the door, and kicked it open quickly firing at the undead, to give Ed an easy path. The sun had reached a point where it shined on the shortest Ed without blinding him. Eddy had found two loaded pistols before resting, and decided to rather wield both firearms, instead of lugging around the fire-ax which he had given to Ed. He had found a few more pistol clips, and had them pocketed away for safe keeping.

Alerted by the racket of Eddy firing his guns, and the sudden dropping of random zombies by bullet wounds, the other zombies in the immediate area started rushing toward the now open door intent on tearing the new meal limb from limb.

Bang! Eddy dropped another zombie before moving out of the way so Double-D could exit the room, and lay a quick spray of bullets from his smg. The lethal spray riddled the bodies of a handful of zombies before they fell to the earth to never rise again, the rest were effectively crippled in either their arms or legs slowing their movement, and lowering their attack potential.

Then Ed ran out of the room laughing his head off as he unleashed death from the barrel of his shotgun, the remaining zombies providing little challenge as he blasted through them with ease. " Right to bare arms bitches! "

With the immediate threat now taken care of Ed could see the bus Eddy had been talking pointing it out to Double-D the two quickly ran over to the vehicle while Eddy monitored the area for a few seconds before following. Once there Double-D maneuvered his way around the rubble till he was viewing the engine. " Hmm banged up, but still useable from what I can see. " Double-D gave Eddy a thumbs up, which prompted him to enter the bus, and see if maybe the keys had been left inside.

Meanwhile Ed was keeping an eye out, when he noticed a large figure approaching. " Whoa there! Big hoss. " Making its way to him was a rather obese looking zombie, with bulges dominating its face, and a disgusting liquid oozing from its mouth. " Lets take a little off the top. " Taking the fire-ax in one hand Ed threw it with all his might side-ways. As the weapon came spinning towards it the zombie suddenly spewed forth a spray of the gross liquid from its mouth coating the ax in it before it pierced his stomach. " Dag yo my aim must be off today. " The fat zombie suddenly exploded spraying its guts, and more of the bile all around it. " Gross! "

Hearing the noise Eddy who was currently hot-wiring the bus tried to sit up, but ended up hitting his head. " Ow! " Double-D who had also heard the noise turned in Ed's direction, and saw a fast approaching horde of zombies heading toward the tall Ed. " I'd hate to be a bother Eddy, but we will be requiring that you please hasten your progress. "

Ed having noticed the horde fired a few shots into it dropping a few zombies, before losing heart and quickly running toward the bus with the flesh-eating mob not far behind him. " Eddy! We got company! "

" Shit! Cmon you little..." The wires sparked, and the radio suddenly came to life. " Looks like we got tunes, which means we got some life from this hunk of junk. " Hearing the car being started up Ed climbed aboard the vehicle with Double-D aid. Eddy seeing both of his comrades safely inside put the bus in reverse, and smashed the gas pedal.

With a lurch the bus moved backwards, and after being put back into drive started to move forward down the street, right into the mob horde of zombies. " Hey Eddy turn up the radio, I like this song. " The speakers suddenly increased in volume, and the song blaring loudly. At that exact moment Eddy ran over the first zombie in the horde with a Splat.

( Warning the following song was changed for the humor of the readers. You may experience the sudden need to get crunk, kill zombies, or lol uncontrollably. If not then you either didn't get the reference or found this unfunny, can't please everyone I suppose. )

' I'm coming straight outta Peach Creek! '

Ed begins singing the lyrics much to Eddy's amusement, and Double-D's dismay.

' When something happens in south central Peach Creek County, nothing happens its just another survivor dead. '

' Straight outta Peach Creek, crazy motherfucker named Ed-Cube. '

' From the gang called Eds With Attitude. '

' When I'm called off, I got a sawed off ' ( At this point Ed notices a zombie trying to climb onto the bus while it drives through the horde. With gangsta ease he pulls out his shotgun, and takes aim. )

' Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off. ' ( Ed pulls the trigger splattering the zombie's brains, and it falls off the bus. )

' You too, boy, if ya fuck with me. '

' My boys are gonna hafta come and get me. '

' Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out. '

' For the brain-dead motherfuckers that's showin out. '

' Zombies start to mumble, they wanna rumble. '

' Mix me and put me in a pot like gumbo. '

' Goin off on a brain eater like that. ' ( At this point the bus has cleared the horde, but a few of the swifter ones have actually managed to hang onto the speeding vehicle. )

' With a gat that's pointed at yo ass. ' ( Double-D annoyed by Ed's antics fires a few shots from his pistol making a zombie lose its grip, and unluckily fall underneath, one of the bus's tires. ) Thump

' So give it up smooth. '

' Ain't no telling when I'm down for a jack move. '

' Here's a parody rap to keep ya laughing. '

' With a crime record like.. " Edwin! I've had just about enough of your foul language. " Double-D began to lecture Ed about improper language, and how they were still in a life threatening situation when a zombified hand punched through the glass window next to Double-D, and attempted to latch onto him. " Fuck off! " Eddward grabbed the hand with uncharacteristic strength, broke it, and executed the monster with a shot to the head.

" Paging Eddward aka Sockhead, your order of hypocrisy is here. " Eddy's words were followed by laughter, as Double-D started to blush, feeling embarrassed for letting his irritation get the better of him. " Let the lump have some fun boy scout, Ed I think you missed a few lyrics there, but I'm sure you'll manage. "

Ed with a grin picks back up, falling back in line with the song on the radio.

' Yo Eddy ' ( Eddy looking in the rear view mirror, and sees the mischievous grin on Ed's face. )

' Whassup ? '

' Tell em where you from! '

' Straight outta Peach Creek.. " Eddy! "

" What now Double-buzzkill? " Eddy looks to see a pale in the face Double-D pointing at something in front of the bus. " What? " Eddy turns in time to see a humongous fist slam into the front of the bus. The sudden stop makes Eddy hit his head against the steering wheel hard, seeing dots Eddy's eyes can barely make out a huge zombie lift the bus up, and with a loud roar, throw the vehicle down the street where it rolls and collides into a pawn shop.

' And that kind of shit you can't sweep up under no rug you know. '

To Be Continued!:

Meanwhile in another part of town:

In a old run down apartment complex, sat a lone woman. Before the zombie outbreak this had been her home, her sanctuary from the life that she lead. Back then she had everything that a girl could want, or maybe everything a girl wouldn't want. Though her job surrounded her in beautiful lights, they were only on when deep down she wished they were off. Her name, and face was displayed all over, but she wished that they weren't. Men who met her wanting to be with her, and often promised everything she could wish for, but she knew it was for the wrong reasons.

Her bloodshot eyes looked from her hands to a picture frame that sat a few feet away from her, she slowly reached out, grasped it, and pulled it to her to see. Her face turned even more sad when she looked at the smiling faces in the photo. Back when she didn't know what she was getting herself into, back when it was just harmless fun. When news first spread about the outbreak they could have heeded the warnings, but no they thought it was a joke, and ignored it. How could they have known what it would end up costing them.

She thought back to just a few days ago, even though the memories seemed so ancient. Everyone had been spending so much, money rained from the air throughout the club. What they interpreted as bold men showing a love for a good time, was actually lost souls knowing that their time was up and wanting to go out with a bang.

Her eyes began to water when she remembered the handsome gentleman. His suit was expensive, his smile charming, the money he was pissing away promised a good time. She could still hear their voices coaxing her to get his attention, bleed him for all he had.

" How about a dance to end all dances? " Misunderstanding his words she gave him everything she had, he seemed pleased, and kept saying " One more song " It all seemed worth it, until she mistook a nip from him as just being frisky, and drunk.

Then after that everything happened so fast, the images in her head were picking up pace, until it felt like a speeding train threatening to smash through her skull. The frame dropped to the floor when her hands came to her head as if to keep it in one piece. Once the pain in her head had passed away, she let her hands down, she noticed the gold strands oh hair that had interlaced with her fingers. Even in the tattered rags that was once a beautiful, yet revealing dress, even when interlocked with the long blood encrusted nails that grew from her hands. Her hair was still pretty, just like it was in the photo.

Remembering the discarded frame she looked to the picture which was now covered in broken glass. The picture of her smiling made her even more sad, back then she was still pretty on the outside, and even a little on the inside. Now she was ugly outside, and inside, and worse yet no one was there to tell her she was wrong. There was a long silence before she began to cry, a long haunting cry with tears that would never stop flowing for the rest of her undead life.

END OF CHAPTER:

OMG so much fail right? Look I apologize for the song back there, I just figured that would be funny, and cmon I think deep down you probably laughed a little, if not at the song then at the idea of the Eds actually riding around listening to it, or maybe just me writing it. Get the laughs where you can get them people.

For the record it Ed singing like the vast majority of the song, but I'm sure you figured that out.

In case people start wondering the last part there was kinda me starting to explain what went down with some of the other Cul-De-Sac crew. A Reviewer named Benjamin had actually asked about the rest of the kids, and made a good point. Alot more can be done here when I take the time to drag them into this story as well.

I wrote all of this in just a few hours I was mostly spurred to do so when I noticed that it would be a year Today ( that day I upload this current chapter ) that I first published Left 4 Ed.

Figured I make something of that lol.

Well that enough ramblings from me. Make sure you drop a review people, I'm not gonna beg you or anything, but I enjoy hearing what ya got to say.

Before I forget 2 other Ed, Edd, n Eddy writers I wanna let yall know about.

I'm sure most of you are aware of them, and their epic stories, but just in case I'll tell you their names

Actionphoenix260- this guy does some great work if you haven't read Edolescence you should right now.

Scary Spikender- this guy rock too, his stories can be a bit more dark, but not in the bad way, trust me give his stuff a read, especially Forfeit.

Both of these writers could very well change the way you look at Ed, Edd, n Eddy and most likely for the better.

But ok enough of that I'm gonna end this, and maybe get to work on my other stories.

See you guys a bit later. Peace