L4D Charger Story

The blazing sun beat down rays onto the farm. I carried two buckets of water as I made my way over to Daisy's trough. Daisy was the finest cow I had ever seen. She was a dark brown colour, with a white head. She was my best friend, as well. I poured water into her trough, and she started gulping the liquid down. I could tell she was really hot. I picked up the empty buckets and walked into my house. My left arm started stinging a bit. I was born with an irregular arm, it could still work, but it wasn't as big as my right one. I had medicine to give it nutrients it needed, however. I took the pills quickly and put them in my mouth. I got a glass of water and swallowed the pills as I took a drink.

"Hey Cledus! You here?" someone asked. It was my brother, Eddie. He was older than me, and had dark brown hair as opposed to bleach blond hair.

"Yea, it's me." I replied. It was just us who lived on the farm. Our parents in a fire six years ago, when I was seventeen.

"How's Daisy holdin' up?" Eddie asked me.

"Pretty well." I replied. Daisy had fallen ill with something, but it was probably just the intense heat we've had for a while.

The next day, after breakfast, I went to go check on Daisy. She was there, eating some hay, as usual. I went and pat her back, but she quickly turned around and bit my right arm. I pulled away from her as she continued eating hay. She must have been aggravated about the illness or something, because she's never hurt anyone before.

I walked into the house and grabbed a cloth for my arm. Eddie had just gotten off the phone. He noticed the bloody cloth, and asked me what was wrong. I told him it was Daisy, and he replied by saying he was going to take Daisy up to the vet for a few days.

I waved goodbye as Eddie drove off with Daisy in her trailer. I walked into the living room and turned on the TV. A movie about a zombie infection was on, and during the part where some "Leecher" attacked a woman, my right arm was in immense pain. I yowled, and out of nowhere, the pain had disappeared. I got up and decided to go to bed. I walked over to my bed slowly, clutching my arm. Both of them were in slight pain, and it felt as if something was being moved from my left arm to my right.

When I got under the covers, I thought about Daisy, and when she bit me. She had a crazed look in her eyes when she turned to me. I hope she'd be okay. I dosed my eyes and fell asleep quickly.

When I woke up, my arm was throbbing. My right arm was looking all scabby, and was a bit larger than usual. My left arm, on the other hand, was shrinking. I took some pills to get rid of the pain. I ate some toast, but not after dropping the toaster when my left arm was too weak to hold it. I decided to go back to bed, coming to the conclusion that I needed more rest.

I must have been asleep for days, because when I woke up, Eddie walked into the house.

"Cledus, I'm sorry, but Daisy has died. Apparently she was infected with some 'Pennsylvania disease.' Thankfully, none of us were bitten." He said, tears coming down his eyes.

I couldn't believe it. Daisy was gone, and this guy thinks I can just move on? I tossed the sheets off of me, and he saw what I had become. I could sense he was immune to this disease. My right arm was extremely large and swollen, while my left arm was just skin and flesh, nothing more. The infection must have transferred all the bones, muscles, nutrients, and everything else from my left arm into my right one. It didn't matter, however, because soon I was pounding Eddie into the ground with my right arm. I swung him into the wall, and heard a few bones crack. I knew he was dead.

I left my house and made my way to the nearest town. I could tell that the town had infected people, but also people immune to it. I needed to kill those immune. Weeks passed and I has taken the town by storm. I fed on whatever I could find in garbage cans and people's houses. And sometimes people as well. I've rammed many individuals, incapacitating many survival teams by breaking the bones of those I grabbed. People have nicknamed the Charger.