Falling for the Beast

"LMFranklin20"

Disclaimer: Left 4 Dead does not belong to me and I do not make any money off of this non-canon fiction.

Summary: Dr. Angelica Pavlov is put on the worst possible job she could get: training and socializing a feral Alpha male Hunter. When he shows an unnerving interest in her, Angelica finds herself falling for the beast.

Rating: M+ due to blood, gore, violence, language, and intensely detailed adult situations (In other words, its Infected/Survivor SEX. Don't read it if you don't like it!)

Chapter One: Worst Job Ever

Dr. Angelica Pavlov follows her superior down a hall, irritated at the only position he's been able to offer her. "Really Dr. Katz? There isn't a single person in this whole building more qualified than me to do this?" The older man turns to her, his gaze condescending as he eyes her, "Relax Angelica, you just go in, make a few observations, take a few notes. In and out." She stares at him for a few long moments, during which her disbelief crackles in the air. Resigned, Angelica finally sighs, "Fine." They come to a stop outside of a room with a solid steel door and a plexiglass window. Dr. Katz rests a hand on her shoulder, "Its an easy job and it's constantly restrained."

She takes a moment to peer into the window, spotting her potential subject. A large male Hunter has been restrained, his dirty hair hanging limply in his face. His arms were chained behind him, to the floor between his feet, forcing him into a kneeling position. From what she could tell, he was mostly nude, making it easier to visibly assess him.

She can tell nothing else as she turns to the man standing outside the door. He isgrinning widely at her, obviously having overheard their conversation, "You should feel lucky ya know? The doc's awful generous to get you this job. If he didn't for all you know you could be showing off that little fire crotch of your's for your meals." Angelica simply stares coldly, and he waves his hand dismissively. "Hey, hey, I was just kidding," he's quick to joke. "Just let me in," she grumbles.

"Right away," the guard responds with a melodramatic sweep of his hand. He swipes a card key, opening the door a crack, and then shouts in jokingly, "You still alive in there, leaper?"

The beast startles, jerking up and a loud snarl is the only response. The jerk and creak of chains makes Angelica hesitate but then she enters, just inside the door, grimacing, 'Oh lovely, go ahead and irritate it before I go in.'

The guard senses her hesitation and gives her a little shove to the small of her back to 'help' her inside the room, "Have fun sweetie!" The door slams closed on an irritable looking Dr. Katz and Angelica suddenly finds herself alone, in one very small room, with one very large Hunter. She finally turns her attention to him and steps forward, finding a folding metal chair against the wall. After folding it out, she sits down in front of the Hunter, well out of the reach of his snapping jaws. It doesn't stop his snarls and growls as he lunges at her, held in place by the shackles around his wrists.

"Subject is caucasion, roughly 5'9" to 5'10" on simple observation," she mutters to herself as she jots down some notes on her clipboard, glancing up at him occasionally. He continues to struggle, snapping his jaws and she takes the opportunity to study his teeth, "Subject is in good shape...ahem, very good shape. Teeth have appeared to mutate from the root?" He glares furiously at her, his chest heaving with his struggles as he seems to take a moment to look her up and down. She shifts uncomfortably under his scrutinization before glancing down at her clipboard. She scowls at her handwriting before his screech breaks the air and she jumps, drawing her knees to her chest and hugging her clipboard to herself. She stares at him in shock for a moment before slowly relaxing.

He's strained as close as he can get, the vein in his neck jutting as he levels dirty yellow orbs at her. Slowly, Angelica settles back into the seat and jots down a few more notes, "Subject is agitated...highly agitated."

A soft, barely heard "ping" sounds and the Hunter twitches towards it, unseen and unheard by the lone human in the room, absorbed as she is in her notes. His growls increase when she finally turns her head up to look at him. She leans forward, studying his face as he appears to try and toss his hair out of his face. Its really of no use, the hair having grown to about his jaw and uncombed and unwashed for possibly months. "You don't like me in here much, do you..?" she questions softly and another "ping" is heard. A screw of some sort rolls out from between the Hunter's knees and he goes tense, rolling his shoulders. They both look down at the little screw at the same time before he slowly looks back up at her, a growl rolling through him.

At the same time that he launches himself at her, she lets out her own shriek. She flails wildly as he knocks her back-chair and all, pinning her to the floor with his heavier form. "NO!" she screams as he lunges, his teeth tearing into her shoulder. Its a blur of action as the guard bursts in. He pulls a small controller out of his pocket, depressing a button and sending the Hunter into a shrieking panic, clawing at his neck where a previously unseen shock collar rests.

Angelica rolls to her side, trying to get up and scramble away. She presses her hand to her bleeding shoulder as the guard slams the other male against the wall, "Son of a bitch!" His knee connects with the Hunter's gut repeatedly as the creature slices claws down the his shoulder. Angelica leans herself against the doorway, screaming at the guard, "Are you going to help me or not?! I'm bleeding over here!" The guard delivers another shock, and another until the Hunter's knees buckle and sends him falling to the floor. The guard smirks widely, staring down at the Hunter, "I thought so.." He twitches but snarls can still be heard from him as the guard gently takes Angelica by the elbow, leading her out of the room, "Let's get ya to the infirmary Doc..."

The Hunter remains on the floor, his claws reaching for them as the door slams closed. Through the plexiglass window, he watches as the female hurries off, turning to look at him through the glass with wide frightened eyes. He locks gazes with her, dirty yellow orbs making some sort of dark foreboding promise. He can almost see her shudder as she quickly turns away and hurries off with the larger male. Its minutes before he picks himself up and drags himself to a corner to lick his wounds, whining softly whenever he hits a particularly tender spot.

A/N: Well! There it is, the first chapter of the first story in the "Beast" series. I hope you enjoy it! :D

Angelica Pavlov, the guard, and Dr. Katz are all characters of TvirusRose and should be acknowledged as such, especially since Angelica is so much fun to mess with :3 Visit her on deviantart as well and check out her groups!

This is an editted version, in the hopes of correcting some grammatical mistakes that seemed particularly heavy in this chapter.

There are several other installments to this series, including alot of couples you guys have yet to see (and yet to absolutely love!)