Disclaimer: I don't own l4dead, period. Please do not confuse me with a person who actually does. I do admit that I loved the title Stay Alive the movie so I decided to use it. *insert smiley face*

….StAy ALiVe…

Chapter one- Time of Dying

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"On the ground I lay

Motionless in pain

I can see my life flashing before my eyes

Did I fall asleep?

Is this all a dream?

Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare"

-Time of dying by Three days Grace

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The loud ringing that was protruding my mind began to erode away and all I could see was the pool of blood beneath me begin to slowly retract and go back into my skull. My body began to feel warm again, like life was breathing into me once more.

A charger's body stood before me, his exploded head began to go back to its original ogre-like face. He snatched my body from the ground by grabbing my face, and slammed my head to the ground a couple of times until he had let go and began to run backwards. My body stood still and trembling with adrenaline as I faced away from the charger.

"Lexi!" I heard Ellis scream nearby, but it was too late for me…all too late.

My whole nightmare was rewinding right before me…what did I do to deserve this? Oh….right.

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Rewind x1 month earlier. Stop. Play.

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"Disgusting…" Nick said, as he covered up his mouth with the sleeve of his white jacket.

I couldn't care less what Nick thought of me, so I continued to cradle the family size bag of Lays in my arms, while sticking my hand into its open contents and shoving a handful of it in my mouth from time to time.

I figured the fact that the Lays were in found in a heap of dismembered bodies disgusted him most of what I was doing. It's not like they were open when I found it or anything…besides, I haven't eaten all day.

"Oh, Lays!" Ellis cried, jumping up and down enthusiastically.

I held out the bag of chips to him, offering him some.

The blood slipping off the bottom of the bag didn't seem to faze him at all, which is what I liked most about Ellis. He didn't let the fact that the zombie apocalypse was raining down on us keep him from being…well…you know…Ellis.

"Damn I haven't had some of these in a while now" Ellis chuckled, grabbing a handful and popping them in his mouth.

Rochelle stared at us and dug her hand in right after Ellis did and munched on them.

"Are you guys fucking crazy?" Nick almost screamed at us.

What…does he think we're insane or something? I think we can forget about sanity if we're in the middle of a fucking apocalypse.

"Food is food boy, just because it has blood on the bag doesn't mean we can't eat it" Coach said sticking his hand in too.

We were currently inside a safe house, big red doors across from one another, graffiti on the walls, and the generous amount of ammunition and weapons displayed gently on the table next to the wall.

Our meeting wasn't anything all that special, Ellis was the one that found me.

Of course I was terrified of the countless infected charging at me, and the practical thing to do was to grab a nearby weapon and swing at them. (Bat)

I just wish Ellis would've said something before I took a good swing at his head, but luckily for him, the guy had reflexes.

I got to know these people a little more after we had retrieved some coke for a guy who barricaded himself in a weapon shop. Overall, I dislike Nick, like Ellis, can't get along with Rochelle, and I have a feeling Coach doesn't like me at all.

"Okay so I don't see an evacuation center here" Rochelle said looking past the Red metal door we were going to leave through soon. I had managed to finish off the lays with Ellis's help and threw the empty bag in a nearby trash can.

"It's getting dark, let's spend the night here" Coach said sitting down on a nearby couch, placing his combat rifle nearby.

No one complained.

"Shouldn't some of us keep watch on the door? Just in case a tank or charger try to get in…or one of those spitting bitches try to melt the bars?" I asked.

There was a deep silence, and I wanted to take back what I said because it probably sounded weird for them.

"Maybe your paranoia is the reason you survived this far, go ahead kid, it's all yours" Coach said lying his back on the couch.

I watched as Rochelle gasped with relief when she found a couple of sleeping bags stuffed in a nearby Locker room.

I decided to take my place in front of the metal door with my back against a coke machine.

As time flew by all I could hear was snoring and a jockey's laughter.

My legs gave out and I slid down the coke machine.

I was kinda happy that I didn't see anything try to scrape its claws against the metal door, well then again I really couldn't see much anyways.

But then again, the fact that nothing was happening only got me sleepy.

"You look really tired" I heard from my right.

Rochelle sat next to me, with her shotgun in hand.

I simply nodded and regained focus on the door.

"But I can't really fall asleep with the light on outside, I just can't" I told her.

"I understand, same thing for me" she told me.

Okay one thing we got in common…that's progress.

There was a real long silence between the two of us…

"So…where were you when the apocalypse happened?" I asked.

I'm pretty sure it was a popular subject between survivors to discuss.

For a second I thought Rochelle completely ignored me but then she told me of how she was getting her first news story on Savannah's illness but then she found herself in the middle of this entire hell hole.

I didn't really know how to respond to something like that but I continued the conversation anyways.

"You got one hell of a story huh?" I asked her.

She nodded, almost laughing.

"Yup one hell" she said.

I guess I should've seen this coming, since it didn't take long for her to ask what happened to me.

"Ah…its kind of embarrassing…" I felt my face warm up.

"How is getting into the Zombie apocalypse embarrassing?" she asked me confused.

I didn't tell her that my dad kicked me out of the house for not getting accepted to any good college or university when I got out of school, and that I've been living in the motel trying to make ends meet with random jobs I could get my hands on. Instead I decided to lie about it…since a life like that isn't much to be proud of.

"I…ran away from home…and for a stupid reason too now that I think about it" I told her.

She cringed and bit her lip. I think that means she didn't take my lie.

"Well you wanna know the others?" she asked me. I simply nodded.

I found out that Nick was a con artist, big surprise there…note my sarcasm.

Coach was a Health teacher in a high school; I would've guessed a foot ball coach.

Ellis was a mechanic in savannah; I didn't have a guess for him in the first place.

I did remember hearing Ellis say something about armoring a truck of his, and it being 99% zombieproof.

Rochelle just smiled sweetly at me, like how my mom used to.

"Oh its sunrise already let's wake up the others" she told me.

I saw her get up and try to softly pat Coach on the shoulder.

I decided to imitate her kind actions by giving Nick a gentle kick to the ribs.

"OW! WHAT THE HELL!" Nick almost screamed at me.

His yell woke Ellis up, who almost jolted awake but was at ease when he saw us all getting up.

"Get up, we gotta go" I told Nick, who was glaring up at me and got up anyways.

I saw him take his ak-47 and walk over to the table with all the clips.

I stuffed a couple of clips in my pocket just in case my Auto shotgun ran out.

When I was strapping twin katanas to my back I watched Ellis strap a combat rifle, SMG, and hunting rifle to his back along with a health kit Rochelle handed him.

"Ellis…don't you think you're carrying a bit too much?" I asked him.

"Nah, it ain't all that heavy, besides there's enough guns here for anyone" he told me.

I nodded in understanding and strapped a health kit to my back, along with the two katana's that saved my life back at the hotel.

I turned my attention to the others, they were already prepared to head out.

At first we didn't hear anything once we left the safety of the safe room and into the slight darkness.

Luckily there was only a few infected that Coach and Rochelle graciously took care of since they were at the front. It did kind of worry me that there weren't many infected in here, but then again I shouldn't jinx myself.

All was going well until I looked down at my feet, my damn shoes were untied. Normally I don't tie my shoes even if I know I end up tripping anyways, but if I tripped then that would cost my life.

I mentally cursed myself for not being able to tie them right, so I bent down and grabbed the laces of my right shoe.

"Around the loop and ugh…double knot" I murmured to myself, as I did the same treatment to my other shoe once I was done with it.

I was shocked that I was all alone, but then I heard them not too far away.

Everybody had moved up the escalators, popping the casual infected on their way.

Of course I needed to catch up…

As soon as I stood up I saw a charger heading straight for me.

I attempted to hurl myself out of the way but my right shoe had stepped on gum, some really strong gum.

Before I could scream my head off the Charger had stopped on its rampage, merely a few feet from me.

And here I thought they couldn't stop.

Then it turned around and ran the other way, which had me stood there shocked.

Maybe it was afraid of me…yeah that must be it.

"Yeah, that's right! Run away you pussy!" I hollered at the retreating monster.

I heard a loud growl coming from behind me, only seconds after.

Then I felt something hit me from my back so hard, I was afraid that my whole spine would've broken.

I actually flew…whatever it was had hit me so hard, my shoes were left behind…okay maybe I didn't tie my shoes that hard…

I screamed as I scrambled up the escalators, with whatever that thing was that hit me, close behind.

I didn't dare turn around.

Once I got to the top, they all stared at me like I grew another head or something.

"RUN!" I screamed.

As soon as got on my two feet I ran to them.

"What are you talking about?" Coach asked me.

"There's something huge following me!" I tried to compose myself but couldn't stop myself from trembling like crazy.

Ellis stared at me and walked over to the escalator.

"No!" I tried pulling him back by tugging his shirt almost stretching the material but he didn't listen, he looked down but there was nothing.

Ellis then turned to look at me and smiled.

"Aw you're just scared is all, don't worry Ellis is here" he told me patting me on the head.

I felt my face burn from embarrassment, why didn't they believe me?

As we went back with the others, I couldn't stand the pain on my back.

It was worse than cramps…seriously not cool.

As we heard a horde come in, we prepared ourselves by sticking together.

"SHIT, SPITTING BITCH" I heard Coach yell.

I jumped off the spot I was in as the growing pool of green goo formed itself and began to sizzle.

Coach must've popped her head off because he was laughing after his combat rifle went off.

If that touched my feet, it wouldn't take long for the acid to go through my damn socks and straight for my flesh.

"Little guy! Little Guy!" Ellis warned.

I looked around for a little jackass trying to hop on one of us.

I heard its cackling laughter nearby and it lead me near Nick.

Then I gave it a quick shot to the head, its limp dead body gave me a bit ease.

"Adrenaline shot here" I heard Coach Say from far away.

I never really took one of those, so I tried to reach Coach, shoving a couple of Infected on my way.

I felt something tie around my waist and arms as I was being pulled up from the floor above.

"WHAT THE FUCK" I yelled, I still clutched onto my shotgun, but I couldn't wiggle my arms free.

Rochelle watched as I was being hauled up to the floor above, I heard coughing from the thing.

I saw her aim at something above me but with no luck, her bullets ricocheted off the walls.

I watched as Ellis took aim his sniper rifle above me and I heard an extinguished cough before I was released.

I tried looking around for a soft place to land but didn't find any.

"I got you!" I heard Rochelle yell as she held out her arms.

That woman must've done it on purpose cuz I felt my back hit the ground.

I tried to assess the damage quickly before I gave a nearby infected a face full of my shotgun.

My back was already in pain, now multiply that by the added damage of a drop and you have it.

"That was one hell of a ride huh?" I heard Ellis say standing before me.

He held out his hand to me and I took it as he pulled me up.

"I don't feel so good" I groaned.

"You'll be fine" Rochelle told me while handing me an adrenaline shot.

I took the cap off and injected myself in my arm with it.

As soon as the feeling surged through my whole body I ran to the front of the group.

Time to kick some zombie ass!

A/N: Sorry but If I continued then I would only make up to around 10 chappies…that's not what I want, because I want more….also…I was kinda rushed, since I promised to post it like a month ago but never worked on it.