*L4D FACT: This fact is for the Hunter, meaning Gaming Strategy; If you go into a large open area, you could run around in circles, the Hunter's pounce isn't very effective when upon the ground. His pounce is short distance, and you can make fun of the Hunter as he attempts to jump on you as you run in circles in the large clearing. He'll get you once or twice if you stupidly shorten the circle, but none the less, he would miss you repeatedly.
-That was your L4D FACT for today!!
Day time...
You stood outside of a large room, a heavy metal door stood in the way of you and the subject. The subject in question is a male hunter, randomly catched like the previous were, and he was for some unkown reason was friendly towards you. You checked things off your checkboard, the hunter, himself was recently turned. He still looked almost human, he had his claws, sharp teeth, and last week he managed to jump at heights and pounced on your co-worker, killing him instanly. All the scientists calls him Hunter or Project Delta, Hunter wore a collar around his neck, his name imprinted on the dogtag. Hunter no longer wore his old alltir, he now wears a plain white tee shirt and plain white pants. You watch beeped, alarming you that it was time to feed him. Walking to the counter, setting down the clipboard. Taking the meat out of the small frig, carefully hiding the pills within the meat. Bring it back to the see-through room, you opened a small compartment. Sliding the plate through and closed the small door, Hunter stopped gnawing on a rubberball. Getting on all fours, you watched as he pounced on the meat and started eating it. The male zombie was only couple years younger than you, he appeared to look like a 16 or 17 year old, you were only 23. You watched for a few more minutes, then you finally left. Hunter stopped and looked up, several of the pills you hid in the meat, now in his pale grey hand. On the end of the last week, he found out about the medical pills. Crushing the pills into dust, he wipped his hand on his white pants. He went back to eating.
Night time...
You layed upon your back, asleep. You didn't notice a figure quitly climb down from the vent, the person softly landed on they're feet. The person climbed onto your bed, making they're way up to you. He straddled you, claw hands on each side of you. Hunter gave a low growl as he lowered his head towards your neck, his tongue licking your (Skin tone) flesh. Causing you to shudder, Hunter's teeth gently touched your flesh. Your (E/C) eyes opened, you saw a head of black hair, Hunter's hair being slightly puffy. Pushing him off, he fell to the floor. You quickly stood up, you were wearing white baggy pants and a white long sleeved shirt. Running towards the door, you were stopped by a pair of arms. You heard a jingling sound, it came from Hunter's dogtags. His one arm wrapped around your waist as the other gripped your (H/C) hair, forcing you to bend your head to the side. You tryed your best to escape his grip, but failed. His eyes glowed in the dark room, Hunter bite down into your neck, causing you to scream. You hand went to Hunter's face, scracthing his face. He released his grip on you, you stumbled foeward, holding the side of your neck. You collapsed to the floor, your vision begining to blur. The only thing you saw before passing out was the bedroom door flying open and people with guns. That all you remember.
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You slowly opened your eyes, your head pounding. You sat up and groaned, holding your head. You heard a purr, looking up. Your glowing (E/C) eyes widen, you quickly backed up into the white wall. Hunter crawled forward, a smile on his lips. A sharp pain shot through your neck, your hand went to your neck. You winced as you cut your neck, looking down at your hand. You noticed claws begining to form, you glanced back to your neck. A collar around your neck, your skin was a (Darker/Paler) shade of (Skin tone). Looking back up, you saw Hunter only inches away from your face, the scracth marks crossing over his left eye. His head lowered to your neck, Hunter's hair tickled your cheek. Hunter's tongue touching your bite mark, you pushed him away. He sat infront of you, you looked to your side. Your once co-workers are now stairing and checking things off, in the background, moniters watched your movements. Scientists working with blood samples, a ball hit your foot. Looking down, Hunter watched as you kicked the ball away. You let out a yelp as Hunter tackled you, you both rolled around. You pushed him off, but the hunter tackled you again.
