Meepalicious: -stares at Nick-

Nick: -stares back- ...Who the hell are you?

Meepalicious: I'm PeppermintisAwesome! You know...from LAST chapter?

Ellis: She changed her username, Nick. You can do that here-

Nick: I get it, Overalls!

gNat2: Make up sex?

Ellis and Nick: NO!

gNat2: Damn it. Also, has anyone saw Meet the Pyro? IT WAS AWESOME! Twisted, BUT FUCKING AWESOME!

Meepalicious:...Meep.

gNat2: What reader insert should I do next?

Ellis: You should do it with Nick!

Meep: Make it steamy too! Hot and steamy!

Nick: She can't because this hellhole will delete it since it is consider a M rated fic.

I do not own Left 4 Dead! It belongs to Valve! Please R&R!

Once down the hill, there was a motel just a couple of yards away. So far you and the other four survivors are by an abandoned Jeep car with an AED (A defib unit) and a pile of ammo. You grabbed some extra rounds for your pistol and placed them in (insert some random place where a pocket should be).

"Let's see if there's anything left at the motel." You said. "It's worth a shot." Coach added in. After a short walk and a couple of bullets later, they got to the roof of the motel by a sign. "Oh sweet, a sniper rifle." You said to no one as you grabbed the gun and jumped off. "Barely any bullets shot from it. Must've been a bad shoote-"

Blurrgh

A noise that is sickening to the tone was heard. "Shit. It's that fatass again." You hissed. "That's a boomer." Coach told you. "These zombies are mutating into things with abilities. Boomers exploded when shot." He whispered, hopefully not to get the said infected's attention. You nodded, understanding what he told you. 'Tell me something I don't know.'You thought. The group carefully snuck up the stairs, hopefully not to attract any attention. You gripped onto your rifle as the adrenaline started to rush inside you. Coach peered through the corner, then quickly turned back in hopes of not getting caught. "The Boomer is on the other side of the hallway. All we need is a one shot kill." He whispered.

Soon everything else became silent minus the quiet moaning and the Boomer's groans. You handed the trusty leader your badass gun. He took it away from you and got into a ready position by the corner. "This thing will attract some zombies, be ready." He whispered as he readied his finger on the trigger. As he was focusing his aim, you took the time to remember how the hell did this infection started…

~MR. HANKEY THE TIMESKIP POO, HE LOVES ME, I LOVE YOU!~

"Man, everyone seems to be falling for the disease." A random classmate said to you as you, them, and seven other classmates were the only ones in the classroom ever since the Green Flu started spreading. Some of them where wearing a mask over their nose and mouth to prevent breathing in the disease. You, obviously, didn't care about breathing it in, your parents got infected a week ago so you realized you had no affect on the flu.

The classroom that used to be full of immature students were now not even halfway full as it used to be and the only noise are small chit-chats and coughing. All your friends were in other classrooms so you can't check to see if they're alright.

"*cough* Sorry class, I had a little trouble in traffic today…" Your teacher walked in with a surgeon's mask on her as well. "Mrs. Fitzgibbons, you look really under the weather." One of the healthy students pointed out. "Yes, Ryan. Some drunk idiot attacked me yesterday and gave me a scratch." She pulled up her blouse to show the remainder of the class a horrible bruise on her forearm and doesn't look like it was getting better. "It's okay, I'm still strong *cough* to teach you for finals." At least one or two students groan from that statement.

"I don't get why do we have to go to school with this disease floating around." You said out loud. "From what I know, we should be at home taking care of our relatives that our sick." "Well (Name), it's needed for those for are uninfected to get at least some fresh air and not be stuffed inside a confined space." The teacher replied as she continued writing something on the chalkboard when…

THUD!

Something was at the door.

"Come in." Mrs. Fitzgibbons called out to the visitor at the door. No response or door handle clicking for a moment before something made that sound again, this time a little louder.

Mrs. F walked to the door to open the window blind. "I have no idea *cough* who you are, but you have no right to-" As soon as she opened it, she shrieked when a man with half his face ripped out was on the other side. The classmates around you gasped, coughed, or shrieked with the teacher. You were one out of the two students who gasped. Soon the guy broke through the window, luckily it didn't affect the teacher at all. The 'thing' grabbed onto her shoulder and pulled it to the doorway as he bit down onto her shoulder hard.

Everything as was a big red blur. You suddenly found yourself driving a bus and your clothes and hands were covered in blood. Your head tries to process what the heck is happening as you run over more 'things' on the road. "World War Z? Already?" That was the first thing you said in a long time.

As soon as you got to the highway, you saw cars in different places and forms to prevent you from going further. "Great…" You groaned as you grabbed a bloody baseball bat ('Where did this come from?') and opened the door. "I wanted to car jump. But this is too literal." You complained to nobody nor anyone alive.

After getting use to car jumping, you notice a fat man with part of his face swelled up looking not directly at you. His shirt was too short so you can see his dirty and bruised belly. You can faintly hear a disturbing noise coming from him before he turned around, his back to you, and puked out unknown contents on the floor. Feeling your own stomach about to bring out its own contents, your legs worked on their own and quick car jumped away from the fat zombie. 'Cartman really let himself go.'Your mind tried to lighten up the situation. Finally you spotted a ladder by the highway sign holder and climbed up and hid in between the signs, waiting for a chance to get out.

~Flashback ends~

BAM!

BOOM!

"Nice shot, Coach." Ellis' voice was the gateway to snapping back to reality.

Soon your rifle was handed back to you and the survivors continued on. You had no idea what was going on until you feel Ellis grabbing your free hand and gently pulling you along with a cheery smile on his face. You can feel your face heat up and your heart started to beat more than it should. 'What the hell is this feeling?' You mentally questioned yourself.

Meep: So what is this about ?

gNat2: Apparently, FF has taken down majority of M rated fanfiction (some that I loved) for it being to violent or has sexual content in it. Recently users committed a 'Black Out', meaning you can do what you want on the site but you DON'T log in. Fanfiction's tagline is "Unleash your Imagination." But if you want to see Ezio Auditore from Assassin's Creed and Juliet Starling from Lollipop Chainsaw in one hot, sweaty love-making story, you're out of luck. It totally takes away your freedom of speech. Luckily, I'm part of a petition on that has at least 38,900 signatures for a goal of 50,000! Sign it and fight against internet censorship!

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Your signature can make a difference!

Nick: The sooner we do this, the more Nellis fanfiction you get to read. Say, what the fuck IS Nellis?

Meep: It's just combining two peoples name together to make them look like they're in a relationship. Nick, Ellis. Nellis.

gNat2: That came out of Big Bang Theory, some what.

Ellis: Don't forget to follow this awesome person, and her lovely friend Meepalicious too!

Meep: DO IT FOR LOTR CRACK!