Left 4 Dead 1 & 2 Novels & Stories

When Lucian arrived at the Hourglass Canyon with his force, we would block the intersection, ambush them, and then draw a horde of zombies behind them. Conrad and I stood on the cliff and watched in amusement. “Look, isn’t that Lucian? “You were so arrogant before. Now, you’re nothing more than zombie food!”

He was reloading a sleek black MP5 from the prepper’s gun safe, his hands steady but his eyes wide with the certainty of death. The window shattered. Liz-1 and Liz-2 were already moving as one, like a dance choreographed in an alternate dimension. Liz-1 with a pump-action shotgun—blam!—clearing a full-body silhouette right off the sill. Liz-2 with a crowbar, jabbing under the chin of another and yanking it backward into the dirt. Neither said a word. I had no idea if they were mad at each other or in perfect synch, but I was glad they were on our side.

"Understood. It won't happen. Absolutely." Brad threw me one last disgusted look before stepping into the elevator. I kept my head turned away, not even bothering to look at him. Half an hour later, the doors of the top-floor elevator slid open. Brad walked out first, with Lucian following right behind him. Dressed in a dark suit, Lucian's face was terrifyingly dark, his footsteps heavy and chilling. I slowly lifted my head from the bench. The lights stretched their two silhouettes incredibly long, reaching all the way to my feet.

Where is Liyana? I looked like a warrior with my uniform on. I left the cloak laying on the bed because I wasn’t going anywhere. Placing the weapons in their designated places I gave Neveah a gentle kiss on her forehead before I left the room making my way towards the living room. Descending down the stairs I could hear talking but it stopped once I entered. Everyone was standing but the old man was sipping on a glass of whisky sitting crossed legs. The Aaliyah they knew or thought they knew was gone once I saw the look the old man gave me. “Everyone, Aaliyah……the Shadow of Death.” The old man announced standing up walking over to me, standing next to me.

2 again, “No. 1, No. 2, why are you two running so far away? Come and save me. There is something wrong with No. 4’s brain. She blew me up with a bomb. No. 1 and No. 2 finally couldn’t bear it anymore. No. 1 said, “Do you think we are blind? You were the one who blew yourself up with the lighting, and you even said that you were blown up by No. 4 and played a game like you. I am convinced.”

Chris and Collin shouted in unison. I paused for a moment. A sigh escaped my lips. I squeezed out a bitter smile… but I didn’t look back. I disappeared from the hall, leaving behind their cries and broken hearts. End

They couldn't have been more than fifteen years of age and were both intelligent looking. "We are the new fates, brothers Jackson and Nowell and you two are Rai, the Grim Reaper and Sebastian, a Death & Life soul cultivator, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," Jackson stated and presented his open hand to us as he stepped closer. Rai shook it first and said we needed to clean up the mess. "We will deal with it, you both enjoy your newly engaged selves," Jackson grinned. We both thanked them profusely and stood back as they waved their hands over the corpses and the bodies and blood all vanished.

Fiel murmured to Elmer, who nodded and gave him a quick side glance. “Every player, position yourselves in the middle of the arena! When you heard the loud sound of a gunshot, it means it is time to fight. You can kill anyone. When only twelve of you remain, you will be hearing another loud sound of a gunshot and you will automatically stop fighting. Understand?!” Unanimously, the twenty-two players including Fiel and Elmer answered the announcer’s question. “Yes!” II

The Ancient One and the young boy who had been at the tower were dead and had their memories modified respectively. And, he wanted to keep it that way.

“I’m not going anywhere.” --- We entered the building cautiously, our boots crunching against debris scattered across the floor. The air inside was thick with the smell of decay, and the faint sound of shuffling echoed through the empty halls. Ethan’s team moved with precision, clearing each room as we made our way deeper into the warehouse. I stayed near the center of the group, my heart pounding in my chest as I scanned the area for anything useful. We had just reached the storage area when the first infected appeared. It came out of nowhere, lurching from the shadows with a guttural growl. Ethan reacted instantly, raising his hand and sending a wave of energy crashing into the creature, s