What up Last of Us fans Welcome to The Last of Us, the first season This will be exactly like episodes you will see on a normal show, all episodes will be uploaded weekly starting on Wednesdays, with the same chilling cliffhangers and memorable moments. This story will be combined with amazing fan fiction stories for future seasons by some of the most amazing writers who wrote their own sequels to such an amazing horror game developed by Naughty Dog. To see some of their work on the game check their pen names at the bottom. For those who are newcomers to the story I suggest you play the game yourself its incredible only for PlayStation's 3 and 4 If you live somewhere it is unavailable you need to find a friend who can bootleg the sucker for you so try it out it's amazing you'll love it so Enjoy the first episode, "Outbreak"

Updated (Beta Read by PuppeteerOllie 5/3/15)

The Last Of Us
Season 1

Episode 1
"Outbreak"

Life was good, the job, the home life everything was perfect. Joel and his little brother Tommy worked as Carpenters in Austin, Texas. The money was good, but relations with the boss was not. Tommy had a dispute with him, but being the older brother, Joel kept him in check. It seemed like a normal fruitful life worth having these days. It was one day during lunch time, and the brothers sat on the new roof of a well-built house in a new suburban development.

"Whats the difference between men and women?" Tommy asked as he shoved a fry into his mouth.

"This a joke?" Joel countered, knowing how his little brother can be. Joel and Tommy's relationship was always a special bond between the two. Despite the childhood they had, they had always looked after one another.

"No, serious." Tommy chuckled.

Joel thought about it for a moment, hence it had been a while since Joel had ever had a steady relationship with a woman. Not since his late wife passed on. Joel only sighed shaking his head. "I don't know, what's the difference?"

Tommy's smirk had reached his right ear. "Alright, I never met a woman who knew how to turn off a light. They're born thinking a switch only goes one way: On."

"Oh, man…" Joel muttered, fighting off an amused smile.

Tommy had continued with his argument combined with his choice of words that made the story bluntly amusing to Joel's comfort level.

"They're struck blind the second they leave a room. I mean every woman I ever let have a key, I swear to god, it's like I come home, house all lit up. And my job apparently, because my chromosomes happen to be different, Is because I've gotta walk through that house, turn off every single light this chick left on."

"Is that right?" Joel said raising an eyebrow in amusement.

"Oh yeah, Reverend Thomas is a-preachin' to you now, buddy."

Joel blurted out a laugh unable to contain it all any longer as the ever so "Preachin' Thomas" continued.

"Then the same chick, mind you, she'll bitch about global warming. You see, this is when Reverend Thomas wants to quote from the guy gospel and say, 'Darling, maybe you and every other pair of boobs on this planet just figure out the light switch, you see goes both ways, maybe you wouldn't' have such global warming.'"

It was by that sentence that halted Joel's laughter altogether tilting his head at his little brother furrowing his eyebrows. "Jesus, boy. You actually said that?"

Tommy only winced while thus sighing. "Mmm. A polite version," he chuckled. "Still, man, that earns me this look you will not believe of loathing you would not believe. And that's when the Exorcist's voice pops out, 'YOU SOUND JUST LIKE MY DAMN FATHER!'" Tommy said impersonating a terrible demonic voice, sharing a laugh with Joel. "'ALWAYS TELLIN' ME ABOUT THE DAMN POWER BILL, TELLIN' ME TO TURN OFF THE DAMN LIGHTS.'" Tommy finished

"And what did you say to that?" Joel asked.

"I know what I want to say. I want to say, 'Bitch you mean to tell me you been hearing this your entire life and yet you are still too damn stupid to learn how to turn off a switch?'" Joel busted into a fit of laughter before Tommy confessed he went with a polite version with that as well, to which Joel said was very wise.

A moment of silence passed by as the brothers had finished their lunches, Tommy decided to break the moment by bringing up Sarah. Tommy was concerned about Joel being torn between work and his home life after his wife had died.

"So how's Sarah?" Tommy asked.

Joel shrugged before rubbing his tired eyes. "She's good. She's at her soccer tournament."

Tommy frowned elbowing his brother. "You should be there."

Joel shut his eyes and sighed. "I want to Tommy, but Simmons is always on my ass with this development and I just become the most closed mouthed son of a bitch ever."

"You should go." Tommy offered. "I'll cover for you. She needs a father to be there to cheer her on."

"She needs her mother. You know Jenny she...I still keep hearing her say 'Sometimes I wonder if you care about us at all.' That was the last thing she said to me before she died giving birth to Sarah." Joel said breathing in deep and letting out a huge sigh of the bad memory. "The difference between men and women? I'd never say something that cruel to her, especially if it was the last thing I'll ever say."

Tommy put his arm around his brother and pulled him in for a brotherly hug.

"Go to Sarah's game. I'll take over, we'll deal with Simmons later. I mean hell it's your birthday the big two-eight." Tommy said.

It did take some convincing, but Joel was the only parent Sarah had left. Joel then decided to head off to spend his birthday with Sarah. With his wife gone, Joel had to take care of her now and with that, had to be there for her. Despite losing track of time because of his broken watch, Joel was just in time for the final half to see Sarah play soccer. She did a phenomenal job and with that won the first place trophy. She was surprised to see her father run up to her after their victory. Joel was very proud of his baby girl. With that, they spent the entire day together not worrying about work or his 28th birthday. The entire day was about being there for Sarah.

After returning to work to clock out for the day, Tommy had a little dispute with the contractor Simmons. They both got the cold shoulder, but Tommy liked to take things too far, and both had to work the graveyard shift that night. It wasn't till Simmons collapsed and went into a seizure, another case in 5 hours. Apparently a sickness has been spreading across four states, and all workers had to go home after that. The entire way home, Joel couldn't help get a bad feeling that something terrible was going to happen. Joel arrived back home still on the phone with a distraught Tommy.

Joe had unlocked the door to his house before stepping in and throwing his keys onto the table, "Tommy, Tommy listen to me! He is the contrac-. He is the contractor, ok? I can't lose this job! I… I underst-… Let's talk about this in the morning, ok? We'll talk about this in the morning. Alright, goodnight." Joel hung up his phone and scanned the living room, spotting Sarah waking up on the couch. She must have been waiting up for him to get home.

"Hey." She spoke with exhaustion in her voice. The blonde girl leaned up rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Scoot." he motioned her to move over for him to sit down with a huge sigh of relief, and Joel began to rub his eyes with his own exhaustion escaping his lungs.

"Fun day at work, huh?" Sarah asked seeing the overworked condition her poor father had endured.

Joel had let out an irritated click of his tongue and gave his scruffy black whiskers a scratch. He still had that hint of youth that comes with being in your twenties, but you could tell he was getting awful close to thirty. "What are you still doin' up? it's late."

Sarah let out a panicked gasp. "Oh crud, what time is it?!" Sarah shot up to look at the clock hanging over them. It was only ten minutes to midnight.

"It's way past your bedtime."

"But it's still today," Sarah replied with relief as she reached over the side of the couch to pull out a small box and presented it to Joel.

Joel's hand fell limp to the arm of the couch resting his head on the back. "Honey, please not now, I do not have the energy for this..."

"Here," He heard the small voice speak.

Joel had opened his eyes to see his little girl handing him a small gray box. "Whats this?" Joel asked taking the present.

"Your birthday..." Sarah said, sitting next to her father. "You kept complaining about your broken watch, so I figured... Y'know."

Joel forgot about it. He was surprised to notice he didn't mention to her that today was his birthday and that Sarah managed to remember on her own. Joel continued to open the box to reveal a brand new and surprisingly expensive looking wristwatch with a leather band.

"You like it?" She asked with a nervous smile.

"Honey this is...it's nice, but I... think it's stuck." tapping the watch.

Sarah's face fell. "What?! No, no, no." She cried, looking at the watch, only to realize he was just teasing.

"Oh, ha ha." She shoved him before lying back down.

"Where did you get the money for this?" He asked looking over the watch's fine craftsmanship.

"Drugs...I sell hardcore drugs." She teased, putting out her full Texan accent.

"Oh good, you can start helping out with the mortgage then."

"Tch… Yeah, you wish."

The two had watched TV together and it only took a few minutes until Sarah had fallen asleep again. Joel picked her up and took her back to her room. Gingerly, he lay her down on top of her comforter, and tucked a couple of stray hairs behind her ear.

"Good night baby girl," Joel whispered softly.

Sarah began to have good dreams that night. Winning the soccer tournament, spending time with her father, and giving him the best birthday gift in a long time. All seemed well until the ringing of the phone had woken her from her peaceful slumber. She picked up the phone from her nightstand and answered, wondering who was calling at this hour.

"Hello?"

"Sarah! Honey I need you to get your daddy on the phone."

She recognized the voice, but it had a sense of panic to it. "Uncle Tommy? What time is it?" She asked.

"I need to talk to your dad there some-" That's all Tommy managed to get out before the line was disconnected.

"Uncle Tommy? Hello?" She cried, but no response. The line was completely dead.

Sarah got up from her bed, with a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, and began trolling to the bathroom to splash a little water on her face to wake her up. As she was splashing some of the cool water on her face, her eyes drew to the newspaper that was near the sink. The front page of the Texas Herald had a story of 'Admittance spikes at area hospitals a 300% increase due to mysterious infections'.

"Dad? Daddy?" Sarah called, walking down the hall towards her father's room.

Sarah can still hear the TV blaring from his room and she opens the door to finds him gone.

"Where the heck are you?" She muttered.

Sarah's attention drew to the TV with a live special news feed from the city of Austin just a couple miles from where they live.

"It appears that what we initially reported as riots, seem to be somehow connected to the nationwide pandemic. We've received reports that victims afflicted with the infections show signs of increased aggression and-" The news reporter was interrupted by soldiers who were shouting to clear the area. "There seems to be some commotion-" In mid sentence, the feed cut off from an explosion.

Sarah was terrified at the sight of seeing the explosion from her dad's bedroom window. She lightly sprinted out of her dad's room calling out to him.

"Dad?!" She shouted with fear gripping her as she went down the stairs. "What the heck is going on?" She wrapped her arms around herself, afraid.

She could hear the distant sirens of police and emergency services going by and barking from the neighbor's dog. Her eyes drew to the sight of her dad's phone vibrating. She picked it up to see he had received 8 missed calls and 2 texts from Tommy.

'Where the hell are you? CALL ME!' 2:04 AM
'On my way.' 2:11 AM

Sarah put down the phone and was suddenly startled by the sudden silence of the neighbor's dog with a terrifying yelp. It was quiet...too quiet. Sarah walked into the study to see her dad, Joel, run in the house and shut the sliding glass door behind him and breathing hard. He looked like he had just seen a ghost. Sarah was horrified at the sight of him being covered in blood, panicking.

"There you are." She spoke.

"Sarah," Joel said, pleased that she was safe while gasping for air. "Are you okay?" He asked, pulling out a case from the desk drawer.

"Yeah."

"Has anyone come in here?" He asked, rushing his movements as Sarah walked next to him to see what he was tinkering with. He was loading a revolver.

"No. Who would come in here?" She began to shake,

"Don't go near the doors, just stay back there!" Joel shouted as he fumbled with a few rounds and stuffed a couple shells in his pocket.

"Dad, you're kinda freaking me out. What's going on?" Now the fear was getting a little intense.

"It's the Coopers. Something ain't right with 'em. I think they're sick." Joel muttered, his hands still shaking trying to put the bullets into the cylinder of his revolver.

"What kinda sick?" Sarah asked, before being startled by their neighbor, Jimmy, running into the sliding glass door.

He was bleeding all over, from the nose, ears, eyes, mouth, and some blood transferred from him onto the door on impact. Sarah was frozen in fear, hearing the growls and screeching Jimmy was making.

"Jesus! Jimmy?!" Joel said.

"Dad?" Sarah gasped. She was petrified.

"Honey. C'mere. C'mere." Joel said, pulling her behind him.

Jimmy continued bashing himself through the glass door and finally shattered it, and landed on the carpet with a gurgled screech. His body twitched as he hopped to his feet. As soon he saw Joel and Sarah he growled lowly.

"Jimmy, just stay back," Joel ordered pointing his revolver at him. But Jimmy was out for blood as he stepped closer.; "Jimmy I'm warning you!" But it was futile. Jimmy immediately charged towards Joel and Sarah, but before he even got within three feet of them there was a-

*BANG*

Sarah had clenched her eyes shut after the loud sound, but after slowly opening them she saw that Jimmy had fallen dead, lifeless and a mere shadow of his former self. Joel turned to Sarah who was in shock of seeing her dad killing someone she knew.

"Y-You shot him..." She stuttered in fear.

"Sarah..." Joel whispered trying to calm her down.

"I saw him this mornin'." her voice trembled.

"Listen to me. There is something bad going on. We have got to get out of here. Do you understand me?"

"Yeah." She sniffed.

Headlights illuminated the living room. Someone pulling up to the front of Joel's house.

"Tommy. C'mon." Joel grabbed Sarah's hand and headed to the front door. Joel and Sarah saw Tommy get out of the car. Joel could see a glint of fear in his eyes, even in the dark.

"Where the hell have you been? You have any idea what's goin' on out there?" Tommy asked with frustration but froze at the sight of Joel's clothes stained with blood.

"I got some notion."

"Holy shit. You got blood all over you."

"Go on baby, get in there." Joel motioned for Sarah to get in the car. "It ain't mine. Let's just get outta here." He said.

"They're saying half the people in the city have lost their minds."

"Can we just please go?" Joel asked as he got in the passenger side and Tommy hopped in after him and begin pulling out and on the street.

"Some sort of parasite or something. You gonna tell me what happened?"

Joel looked back at his daughter, then back to Tommy, "Later." He said.

"Hey, Sarah. How are you holding up honey?" Tommy asked her.

"I'm fine." She assured. "Can we hear what's on the radio?"

"Yeah, sure thing," Tommy said switching on the radio but all there was static. "No cell phone. No radio. Yeah, we're doin' great. Minute ago, newsman wouldn't shut up."

"They say where to go?" Joel asked.

"He said, ah... Army's puttin' up road blocks on the highway. no gettin' into Travis County."

"That means we need to get the hell out. Take 71."

Tommy just drove, wouldn't stop for anything not even the family who needed help, no thanks to Joel. After crossing lands and taking side streets they passed by the local hospital onto the highway, the problem was everybody and their mother had the same idea of getting out. Heavy traffic made everything a stand-still, and there was no getting out. The three were then shocked to see people getting attacked and ripped apart by more crazed people infected by the mysterious plague. Joel forced Tommy to double back and take more side streets through the town, trying to get by hoards of people running for their lives. After passing through people and back on track all the sudden,

"Look out!" Sarah shouted

*CRASH!*

Joel's vision was blurred, but he woke up to Sarah's voice. Joel could see another infected tearing into another person from the car that collided with them. Worried about Sarah's safety Joel began to kick out the windshield. He crawled out only to be attacked by another infected person who gave all his strength to bite him. But baby brother Tommy was there to save Joel by smashing a brick against the infected's head, killing it. Joel led Sarah out of the car who had trouble walking, her leg might have been broken. Joel handed Tommy his revolver.

"Keep us safe!" he said. As he picked up Sarah and the three began to move on with the crowd who were running for their lives against random people who were infected.

Cars collided with each other and the nearby gas station exploded in a hellish inferno. More and more people were getting mauled by infected or meeting their end by escaping a burning restaurant, everything that was left of them was fried to a crisp . It was like the end of the world, but in this case it was. There was nowhere to go, and Joel tried his hardest to keep Sarah calm. the only chance was going through the Alleyways. Joel, Sarah, and Tommy encounter a couple of infected and were eventually cornered. While in the restaurant, Tommy struggled to hold the door closed.

"Get to the highway!" Tommy shouted, pressing his weight onto the door.

"What?!" Joel said.

"Go! You got Sarah! I can outrun em'!"

"Uncle Tommy?!" Sarah cried.

"I Will meet you there!" Joel shouted.

"Hurry!" Tommy said.

Joel without question, pushed through the entrance door and began to cut through the land near the river up to the bridge at the highway.

"Daddy we can't leave him!" Sarah cried.

"He's going to be fine!" He assured.

Joel just ran and didn't look back, he knew mentally he was being chased by infected not to mention the growls and roars he heard creeping up on him. They were suddenly saved by rapid gunfire eliminating the infected that were in pursuit.

"It's okay baby we're safe, we're safe," Joel assured. Joel saw a soldier standing at the hillside from the highway. "Hey! We need help. Please, It's my daughter I think her leg is broken."

"Stop right there!" The soldier shouted, aiming his weapon at them.

"Okay... We're not sick."

"I got a couple of civilians in the outer perimeter. Please advise." The soldier said into the radio.

"Daddy, what about Uncle Tommy?" Sarah asked.

"We're gonna get you to safety then go back for him, okay?" Joel said.

"Sir, there's a little girl." The soldier said. "But... Yes sir."

"Listen buddy we have just been through hell, we just need..." Joel stopped to see the soldier raise his weapon. "Oh shit."

Before Joel could run away, rapid gunfire erupted and Joel felt a searing hot pain in his side causing him to drop Sarah, and fell and rolled down a small hill. The Soldier ran to him, prepared to finish him off.

"Please don't..." Joel begged.

*Bang*

A shot erupted and Joel shut his eyes, but to see himself unharmed. Tommy came from behind the soldier who was shot dead from a bullet to the head, then Tommy had a look of horror on his face.

"Oh, no..." His voice broke.

Joel turned to see Sarah clutching her stomach and blood began to flow from it.

"Sarah?!" Joel said running to her side ignoring the pain from the bullet wound in his side. Sarah gurgled and crids in excruciating pain. "Move your hands, baby."

But she whimpered and hot tears ran down her face. She tried to say something, but everything started to feel really heavy and really light at the same time. The world was getting darker. Joel looked in her eyes and there was nothing. The light from her eyes went out. She was no longer in pain but in peace, in a case of eternal rest at the end to sorrow. At the end of grief. At the end of everything.

"Sarah? Baby?" Joel sobbed. "Don't do this to me, baby. Don't do this to me baby girl. Come on..." Joel let it all out, the sobs of grief for the loss of his baby girl, lifeless in his arms. "No. No. Oh no, no, no, no! Please! Oh god...Please, don't do this." Joel sobbed and held her close to him, his whole world came crumbling down.

"You kept complaining about your broken watch, so I figured you know… You like it?"

"Honey this is...it's nice, but I... think it's stuck."

"What?! No, no, no."

"Oh, ha ha."

"Where did you get the money for this?"

"Drugs...I sell hardcore drugs."

"Oh good, you can start helping out with the mortgage then."

"Tch… Yeah, you wish."

...Goodnight, baby girl.