Hello. Welcome to another fanfiction by me, LunaTheAwesome Jordan. If you have read any of my other fanfictions and are now prepared to read this one to see if you wanna patiently wait for updates, super ultra welcome! Those who are new to fanfictions by me, if you do not find this fanfiction interesting, please try reading one of my other fanfics (Bleach, Inuyasha, Death Note (completed), Until Dawn (completed), Mad Father (completed), and Yu-Gi-Oh!; loads more to come [I will be making fanfics of normal TV shows, other animes, and a few more games that may involve a few Youtubers (but it won't be a love story since that is just a fantasy and many people already make loads of romantic stories for Youtubers that are usually already taken by someone~)].
This is my SECOND time writing this. The first time, I had lost interest and deleted it. The dialogue will still be like what is said in The Last of Us, but the description of the locations, movement, and looks will be more descriptive than the last time I wrote this and there will be original moments and dialogue within this story as well. Once this prologue is posted, I will post the original prologue in my Journal of Randomness that is on Quotev. Check that out if you are interested in seeing if this version is an improvement from the last. I hope it is or otherwise, my writing skills haven't improved at all.
This prologue was made by me alone, but the following chapters will be made by not just me, but by my bestie/co-author Brad (who is helping me with the Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfiction).
This story will contain a lot of stealth and a lot of zombie combat (some stealthy and some not). I am going to complete this fanfic and will not stop like last time. :3
Warnings: Cursing, Errors, and Possible OOCness. If there are any plotholes, inform me. Same with errors. I shall try fixing the errors and making sense of the plotholes. I am pretty sure there are errors because when I type, I want to put one word but end up putting a different sometimes. Example: Instead of putting "He was filling the car with gas", I'd put "he was feeling the car with gas"; I seriously hate when I do that. If you see anything like this or any other type of errors, seriously let me know. Even when I double check before posting chapters, I still miss errors so keep an eye out encase there are some I missed.
Please enjoy this prologue. Please leave a review, sharing your thoughts on it once you finish (if you wish to); telling me what you hate or what you love. The review can be short or it can be long. I would like for any negative reviews to explain why you hate a certain part or, like, if you are confused, explain why so I can explain it to you with the best of my ability, but you can do what you wish even if I do not like it because of lack of explaining (I can try figuring it out on my own or with the help of friends :D so all will be well, I guess).
It was late at night in Austin, Texas. Inside one of many homes, a clock ticked as a young twelve-year-old girl with short, highlighted blonde hair wearing purple-checkered pajama pants and a grey t-shirt over a darker-grey longer sleeved top shifted restlessly on a leather couch in a sideways-laying position. Around her neck was a wooden cross necklace that hung beautifully from her neck as her shifting stopped. The young girl was named Sarah.
On the floor, leaning against the couch was a seven-year-old girl with really short, dark sandy blonde hair. She rubbed her light hazel eyes as she yawned. She wore bunny pajama pants and a white, short sleeved shirt covered in kittens. Unlike her older sister that was barefoot, upon her feet were pink, fluffy slippers that perfectly fit her. The younger girl was named Daniella.
The front door of their home opened roughly as their father, Joel, walked into the house, wearing a green t-shirt, blue jeans, and dark shoes. He closed the door behind him, shutting it not as roughly as he had opened it. In his left hand was his cellphone and he had it held up to his left ear. He spoke a bit loudly. "Tommy. Tommy, listen to me. He is the contractor." His tone dialed down a bit, becoming a bit more quieter. "He's the contractor, okay? I can't lose this job." He paused his talking, listening to what his younger brother had to say to him. "I-I understand. Let's talk about this in the morning, okay?" He walked towards the couch and turned on the lamp, awakening his slumbering eldest daughter and causing his youngest daughter to finally look in his direction. "We'll talk about it in the morning. Goodnight." He hung up his cellphone and placed it onto the coffee table in front of the couch.
"Hey," Sarah greeted sleepily as she slowly shifted into an upward position on the couch. Her blue eyes gazed at her father.
Daniella cheered drowsily. "Yay! Daddy's back home!" She yawned once again shortly afterwards.
"Scoot," Joel instructed Sarah. She moved over, leaving space for her father to sit down. Joel rubbed his face with his right hand as his bum hit the couch cushions before he placed his right arm on one of the leathery couch arms. His hazel eyes were locked on the television that wasn't in use.
Sarah turned her head towards her father fully as her younger sister slowly stood up from the floor near their feet. "Fun day at work, huh?" She had her feet up on the couch, sitting in a knees-up position.
Daniella stared at her father, standing somewhat directly in front of Sarah. "Are you okay, Daddy?"
Joel sighed as he lifted his right hand to his face, slightly touching his black, short hair and nearly touching his well-grown mustache and beard. He was quite frustrated and exhausted. "Why are you two still up?" he asked his daughters. "It's late."
Daniella did not speak and only continued to stare at him while Sarah responded in a panicked tone. "Oh crud. What time is it?" She quickly rotated her body to take a look at the clock hanging on the wall behind the couch.
"It's way past your bedtime," Joel stated. "You both should be in bed."
"But it's still today," Sarah concurred happily as she twisted back to her original posture. She looked at Daniella. "Dani, could you please get the box from under the couch?" she asked politely.
Daniella smiled sleepily. "Okay!" She dropped to her knees quickly, but gently, and she reached under the couch, grabbing a small white box.
"Honey, please not right now," Joel protested. "I do not have the energy for this."
Daniella stood up from the floor, the little white box in her hands. She had the same cute, sleepy smile on her face as she handed her big sister the box. In turn, Sarah handed the box to their father. "Here," she said.
"What's this?" Joel asked as he gently took the gift from Sarah and eyed it.
She gave him a simple answer. "Your birthday."
"It's da best present, Daddy!" Daniella cheered as she clapped happily. Sarah looked away from her father, smiling at Daniella as she continued clapping. Despite being in a kind of negative mood, Joel smiled at Daniella as well after moving his gaze from the gift towards her.
Joel looked back at the small white box and removed its lid. Within the box was a dark, fancy-looking watch. He pulled it out. "You kept complaining about your broken watch," Sarah explained as her father placed the watch on his left wrist. "So, I figured, you know. You like it?" She waited for her father's reaction, beaming.
"Honey, this is..." Joel held his left hand up to his ear after tinkering with it.
"What?" Sarah's beaming, happy face dropped, a worried one appearing.
Joel moved his left wrist from his ear and tapped on the watch. "It's nice but I-I think it's stuck. It's not-"
Sarah panicked. "What? No, no, no, no." She moved closer to her father and gripped his left wrist, examining the watch herself. Seeing that it was functioning, she gave her father a look. "Oh, ha ha," she remarked sarcastically. She laid down on the couch, laying on her side with her bare feet almost against Joel's left leg.
Daniella was giggling. "Daddy tricked chu!" She yawned yet another time seconds later. "Dani goin' to bed now." Without another word, she headed towards the staircase. Although it was very odd, Daniella tended to refer to herself in third person, especially whenever she was really sleepy.
"Goodnight, baby girl," Joel told Daniella as she walked away. She didn't hear him, heading up the stairs and to the bedroom she shared with Sarah. Joel looked at his new watch and then at Sarah. "Where did you get the money for this?"
"Drugs. I sell hardcore drugs," Sarah stated sarcastically, her Texan accent showing as she spoke to her father.
"Oh, good. You can start helping out with the mortgage then," Joel playfully replied. He leaned forward to take the television remote off the coffee table. He proceeded to turn the television on as he leaned back against the couch.
"Stsh. Yeah, you wish," Sarah remarked. She stared at the television as her father flipped through the channels. She slowly drifted back to sleep. She was fully asleep by the time her father noticed.
Joel stood up and went to stand in front of her. He leaned over, supporting her shoulders and back of her knees with his hands as he picked her up and carried her sleeping form up the stairs to her bedroom. He laid her down beside Daniella, whom was sleeping as well, and he gently kissed both of their foreheads. "Goodnight, my baby girls," he whispered before he left their bedroom, letting them continue to sleep.
Daniella and Sarah slept peacefully until the phone on the thin, wooden table beside the bed began to rang around two o'clock in the morning. Sarah yawned and reached for the phone as Daniella sat up in the bed, rubbing her eyes. Sarah answered the phone. "Hello?" she asked sleepily.
"Sarah, honey. I need you to get your daddy on the phone." It was their Uncle Tommy. He had spoken calmly, but there was a hint of urgency in his tone.
Sarah was confused. "Uncle Tommy, what time is it?" Daniella looked at her, tilting her head.
Tommy spoke calmly. "I need to talk to your dad now." His voice suddenly raised, much louder than before. "There's some-" His sudden frantic plea was cut off, the connection lost.
"Uncle Tommy? Hello?" Sarah rose up in her bed, ending the disconnected call. She placed the phone back where it belonged. "What was that all about?" she whispered to herself.
"What Uncle Tom-Tom say?" Daniella asked, still staring at Sarah.
"He wanted to speak with Dad," she answered as she stood up. She let out a yawn before she spoke again. "I'm going to go find him."
Daniella quickly got off the bed, having quite a bit of energy despite having only just woken. "Dani go with you. Dani help." She walked to their bedroom door, grabbing the doorknob and turning it before pulling the door open.
Sarah followed Daniella out of the bedroom. They walked down the hallway and ahead of them was a door that lead to the bathroom. They continued towards it, but took a right at the corner, heading down the hallway even more and, after walking by the staircase, they headed straight to their father's room located on their right and at the end of the hall. The door was cracked open, light shining from it. Daniella pushed the door and walked in with Sarah close behind her. They walked towards the television and stood in front of it as the newswoman spoke.
"It appears that what we initially reported as riots seem to be somehow connected to the nationwide pandemic." The newswoman was standing in front of a burning building, police officers standing behind her some ways back. She continued speaking to the camera, microphone in hand. "We've received reports that victims afflicted with the infection show signs of increased aggression and-"
Behind the woman was another officer. He had ran over to his unit. "We need to move everybody out of here now. There's a gas leak." He looked towards the newswoman and her cameraman as his unit ran to proceed with moving pedestrians away. "Hey, lady, get the hell outta here right-" A loud explosion sounded, the news fed on the television turning to static as the newswoman shielded her face from what appeared to be more fire, perhaps from the burning building.
"S-Sarah..." Daniella whined. She held onto Sarah's left hand. "W-Where's Daddy?"
"I-I don't know," Sarah replied. "But we'll find him."
"A-Are those people okay?" Daniella asked, looking at Sarah.
Sarah opened her mouth, preparing to answer her younger sister when her gaze went to the window, spotting smoke in the distance. "What is that...?" Daniella blinked and turned, looking at the window as her hand dropped from Sarah's. Another explosion occurred, located not too far from where the first explosion had happened, large red flames visible for mere seconds before more smoke became visible out the window.
"Dad?!" Sarah yelled in a panicked tone. This was the first time she ever witnessed something so horrible.
Daniella began to sob. "D-Dani scared, Sarah..."
Sarah faced her and kneeled down lightly before her, getting to Daniella's level. "Shh, don't cry. We'll find Dad and everything will be okay." She wrapped her arms around Daniella, giving her a short, but loving, hug. Sarah slowly pulled away, lightly connecting her left hand with Daniella's right hand, and lead her out of their father's bedroom.
The two carefully headed down the staircase and into the living room. A few police cars sped past the house, sirens going off wildly. The sisters headed across the living room, heading towards the dining area as a dog barked loudly outside. Their father was nowhere in sight.
"Where is he?" Sarah asked out loud. A cellphone began to vibrate on a kitchen counter shortly after Sarah had spoken.
Daniella sniffled, still crying a tad, and exclaimed. "P-Phone!"
Sarah lightly pulled Daniella along with her as she headed to the phone. She picked it up, recognizing it as their father's phone. "8 missed calls?" She looked through the texts showing on the screen, all three from Tommy. "Where the hell are you? Call me. On my way."
"I want Daddy!" Daniella cried out, her tears flowing down her cheeks as she started to cry once more.
"W-We'll find him," Sarah reassured her. She looked towards their father's office. She began to lead Daniella there and let out a light shriek when the barking dog suddenly whimpered before going silent. She continued towards their father's office and pushed the lightly cracked doors open. As they stepped into the office, Joel ran inside of the house, closing the sliding door behind him. Sarah sighed in relief. "There you are."
Joel looked at them. He was struggling to catch his breath, speaking to his daughters in mere pants. "Sarah, Daniella. Are you okay?"
"Yeah," Sarah answered. "We heard explosions and it scared Dani." Daniella hugged Sarah's left arm, sniffling as her tears were slowly stopping again. With her dad being around, she wasn't as scared.
"Did anyone come in the house?" Joel asked frantically. He went to his desk and looked through the drawers, finding a box and pulling it out of the drawer.
"No. Who would come in here?" Sarah was confused and scared. Daniella remained mostly quiet, still sniffling as she hugged Sarah's arm tighter.
"Don't go near the doors. Just..." Joel opened up the box after placing it on the desk. He took the revolver out of the box and began filling it with bullets. "Both of you stand back there."
"Dad, you're kinda freaking me out," Sarah informed him.
"Dani is freaked out too..." Daniella mumbled. Tears began to form in her eyes as she was close to crying a third time.
"It's the Coopers. Somethin' ain't right with 'em. I think they're sick," Joel told his daughters.
Daniella tilted her head, confusion replacing her fear. "Sick?" At the age she was, she wouldn't be able to completely understand the situation they were in.
"What kind of sick?" Sarah asked. As if on cue, a man ran straight into the sliding door. Sarah and Daniella let out a small scream, turning towards the sliding door while Joel jumped from being startled, he, too, faced the sliding door. The man was Jimmy Cooper, a neighbor of theirs. He had blood on his face, some even coming out of his eyes.
"Jimmy!" Joel yelled in a warning voice. He backed up, moving towards his daughters with his eyes still on Jimmy.
"Dad?" Sarah was once again scared, frightened by what was going on so suddenly. Daniella shook like a leaf, just as frightened. Joel stood in front of them protectively as Jimmy ran into the sliding door again and again.
"Jimmy," Joel started. Jimmy broke through the glass, causing the girls to scream, and he landed on the floor. "Jimmy, just stay back. Jimmy, I am warning you."
"Oh my god..." Sarah said.
Jimmy stood up quickly and ran towards the small family. "Don't!" Joel yelled, shooting Jimmy in the head to protect himself and his daughters. Jimmy fell to the ground, no longer moving. Joel pushed the girls towards the living room. "Go. Go."
"D-Daddy..." Daniella mumbled tearfully as soon as they were by the kitchen counters.
"Y-You shot him," Sarah stuttered, a bit in shock over witnessing the death of their neighbor.
"Listen to me. There is something bad going on," Joel told them as he turned towards them. "We gotta get out of here. Do you understand me?"
Sarah nodded. "Yeah."
"O-Okay, D-Daddy..." Daniella stuttered out, sniffling again.
Joel heard a car pulling up in their driveway. "Tommy." He grabbed Daniella's right hand and Sarah's left hand. "C'mon." He lead them to the front door. As soon as Joel got the door open and re-held Daniella's hand, Tommy was already out of his car and walking around it.
"Where the hell you been? You have any idea what's goin' on out there?" Tommy questioned Joel. Tommy was not as large as his older brother and did not have as much facial hair. His hair was dirty blonde and somewhat short. He was wearing a red shirt, a pair of jeans, and some shoes.
"I got some notion," Joel told him. He lead his daughters to the car and opened the backseat door for them. Daniella climbed in first, moving to the farthest seat and Sarah climbed in afterwards. "Sarah, help Daniella with her seat-belt," Joel instructed as he closed the door. Sarah proceeded in doing so.
"Holy shit. You got blood all over you," Tommy said to Joel as he looked him over.
"It ain't mine," Joel stated. "Let's just get outta here." He opened the passenger door as Tommy headed back to the driver's seat. They both got into the car, closing the door behind themselves. Neither of them proceeded in putting on a seat-belt. Nor did Sarah.
As Tommy back out of the driveway, he looked at Sarah and Daniella. "Hey, girls. How ya'll holding up?"
Daniella rubbed her cheeks, ridding them of leftover tears and wiped her nose. "Dani is okay now."
"I'm fine. Can we hear what's on the radio?" Sarah asked.
"Yeah, sure thing," Tommy stated. He looked forward as he began to drive away from the house. He started the radio up and turned the dial, attempting to find a working channel, but there was only static. "No cellphone. No radio. Yeah, we're doin' great. Minute ago, newsman wouldn't shut up."
"They say where to go?" Joel asked him. Daniella and Sarah looked out the car window, listening in to what their father and uncle were saying.
Tommy thought for a moment. "He said, ah..., army's puttin' up roadblocks on the highway. No gettin' into Travis County." He drove down the road.
"That means we need to get the hell out. Take 71," Joel said.
"71, that's where I'm headed," Tommy said, taking a right after a few police cars flew by, heading the opposite way of where they were going.
"Did they say how many are dead?" Sarah asked. Daniella covered her ears, trying to block out what they were saying. She didn't want to hear anymore.
"Probably a lot," Tommy answered. "Found this one family all mangled inside their house." He kept his eyes on the road to avoid causing a car accident.
"Tommy," Joel said. He didn't want Tommy talking about that in front of his daughters.
"Right," Tommy said, no longer talking about it. "Sorry," he apologized.
"How did this happen?" Joel asked as Tommy drove left, passing a car that had crashed. How could everything go from alright to horrible so quickly?
"They got no clue," Tommy told him. "But we ain't the only town. At first they were saying it was just the South. Now they're on about the East Coast, the West Coast..." As he drove down the dirt road, the car went by a farmhouse that was on fire. "Holy hell," Tommy cursed as he glanced at the burning farmhouse. "That's Louis' farm. Hope he made it out." Sarah and Joel looked at it, too, but Daniella kept her eyes elsewhere and stayed quiet, hands still over her ears.
"I'm sure he did," Joel stated.
"Are we sick?" Sarah asked curiously.
"No, uh, they said it's just, uh, people in the city. We're good," Tommy told her as he drove right once again, no longer on the dirt road.
"Didn't Jimmy work in the city?" Sarah asked, wanting to be sure.
"That's right, he did," Joel told her.
As Tommy drove down the new road, he spotted a family of three walking the way they were heading. "Let's see what they need."
"What the hell do you think you're doin'? Keep drivin'." Joel completely disagreed in helping the people. He needed to worry about his family and himself, no one else.
"They got a kid, Joel," Tommy protested as he slowed down, almost near the family.
"We have two," Joel remarked.
"But we have room," Sarah said. She wanted to help the people just as much as Tommy did.
"Keep drivin', Tommy," Joel demanded. Tommy, though he did not want to do so, drove by the family at the normal speed limit as the man from the family tried to get them to stop. "You ain't seen what I seen. Someone else'll come along," Joel continued.
"We shoulda helped them," Sarah whispered.
"...That was mean," Daniella commented quietly. She silently had witnessed everything, facing the back of Tommy's seat. "Daddy, we are suppose to help people because we are good..." Joel didn't respond to her, but he did feel a bit guilty.
They finally made it into the city but Tommy stopped the car behind another, a very bad traffic jam ahead of them. "Oh, this is bad. Everyone and their mother had the same damn idea," Tommy said.
Joel tried to suggest something. "Well, we could just backtrack and-" A man from the car in front of them got out, complaining about the traffic jam. Out of nowhere, two beings ran at the man; one attacking the man while the other entered the car and attacked whomever was in the passenger's seat.
"Tommy!" Joel shook Tommy's arm, pulling him out of his short state of shock.
"Holy shit." Tommy immediately backed the car up as the being attacking the man ran at the car and Tommy drove down a different road. Tommy took a left, only to be blocked by a lot of people. There was a big enough gap between the buildings and a RV blocking most of the road for the car to fit through, but Tommy drove slowly, trying his damn best to keep from running someone over. As soon as everyone had ran by, Tommy immediately drove through the gap, only for a truck to crash into the car's left side. The car flipped over, landing on its side and causing Joel to blackout for just a moment. When he reopened his eyes, he spotted one of the crazy beings tearing someone apart in the truck across from them.
"Owwie," Daniella whimpered, rubbing the back of her head. She was hanging from her seat-belt, the side of the car that she was located at facing upward.
Sarah got up, sitting against the broken windshield of her side of the car. She looked up at Daniella and reached up. "Unlock the seat-beat, Dani. I'll catch you."
Daniella gulped, but nodded. "O-Okay." She unbuckled her seat-belt and fell on top of Sarah roughly. Sarah winced a little. "S-Sowwy."
"Don't worry," Sarah told her. "I'm okay." Daniella got off of Sarah and Sarah sat up again, leaning towards the passenger's seat to shake Joel's shoulder. "Dad."
"Stay back," he stated. He kicked the cracked windshield three times, breaking it. He climbed out, almost immediately getting attacked by one of the crazy beings as many terrified people ran by. He was able to hold it at bay and Tommy, who was out of the car, hit the crazy being with a brick. Joel stared at him for a second before helping his daughters out of the car. Daniella stood beside her father, but Sarah didn't move very far, wincing as she tried standing on one of her legs and discovering that she was hurt more than she had thought. "What's wrong?"
"My leg hurts," Sarah explained.
"How bad?" Joel questioned.
"Pretty bad," she answered.
"I'm so sowwy," Daniella apologized, frowning as she started to cry a little. "I cause it..."
"No." Sarah shook her head as she looked at Daniella. "No, no, no. The crash did this, not you." She didn't want her little sister thinking it was her fault that her leg was hurting badly.
"We're gonna need to run," Tommy commented, spotting crazy beings heading their way.
"I can't carry them both," Joel told him, worry in his tone.
Daniella sniffled. "Dani can run fast! Daddy carry only Sarah!"
"Stay by me," Joel told Daniella. Daniella nodded, sniffling some more. Joel picked up Sarah, but not before giving Tommy his revolver. "Keep us safe."
The four of them began to run down the street, following many screaming people as crazy beings chased them and pinned down some of the scared running people. They ran towards the gas station, but it exploded once a car ran into the gas machines. They ran right, running down the street with everyone else that had managed to survive so far. They passed a burning building similar to the one that had been shown on the television, maybe was the same exact building, and they ran pass a truck that was in the middle of the road. They headed towards a theater, but it suddenly exploded.
Tommy, Joel, and Daniella were very much out of breath, but continue to run for their lives. They cut through a nearby alleyway. Joel was attacked by a crazy being that was around the corner but Tommy knocked him off and shot him dead. They ran around the alleyway, heading in opposite directions of where the crazy beings were appearing. They ran until they got to a pub, barely getting inside before some of the crazy beings grabbed onto them. They, however, attempted entering the pub as well, causing Tommy to lean against the door to keep them out.
"Go! I can outrun them! You got Sarah and Daniella!" Tommy yelled.
"Uncle Tom-Tom..." Daniella's lips trembled as more tears went down her face; she hadn't stopped crying since she learned her sister's leg was hurt.
"Tommy..." Joel said. "I will meet you there." Joel ran out the door with Sarah but Daniella did not follow; instead, she hid under the counter inside of the pub. Joel didn't notice Daniella was not following him and he ran, crazy beings chasing after him. Joel carried Sarah up the hill, running slower due to being out of breath. Right before the two crazy beings could lay their hands on either of them, they were eliminated by a military man.
"It's okay. We're safe," Joel told Sarah. He still didn't know Daniella wasn't behind him. Joel walked towards the military man. "We need help!" He paused his walking when the military man pointed his assault rifle at them. "We are not sick," Joel stated, not wanting the man to kill them. "Listen buddy, we just went through hell," Joel told him. "My daughter's leg may even be broken."
The military man talked into his walkie talkie on his shoulder. "Got a couple of civilians in the outer perimeter. Please advise..." He stayed silent as he listened to the person speaking to him. "Sir, there's a little girl..." He was very hesitate. "But..."
"Please..." Joel said. The military man pointed his assault rifle at them, choosing to follow the orders. "Oh, shit," Joel said, turning to try and shield Sarah. The military man started to open fire, shooting at the two of them. Joel dropped Sarah and they both rolled down the hill a tad bit. Joel laid on his back, a hand on the gunshot wound to his right side. The military man ran over to Joel, prepared to shoot and kill him. "Please don't," Joel whispered. Before the man could kill Joel, he was shot in the head suddenly and dropped dead on the ground. Joel watched as Tommy and Daniella walked up, Tommy having the revolver pointed at the military man just encase he wasn't dead. "D- Daniella?" Joel stared at her.
"She hid in the pub instead of following you," Tommy revealed. He looked towards Sarah. "Oh no..."
"Sarah!" Joel crawled over to Sarah as quickly as he could. She had been shot in the stomach, her hands over the wound as she whimpered and cried from the pain. Joel put pressure on the wound, causing Sarah to whimper and cry out louder. "I know it hurts, baby. You're gonna be okay, baby. Stay with me." He tried to pick her up, but it just caused her even more pain.
Daniella started crying a lot more than she had the previous times and Tommy put the revolver away, quickly picking her up. "Don't look, Dani... Don't look," he whispered. Daniella hide her face in his shoulder as she cried.
"I know it hurts," Joel told Sarah as he continued to try and pick her up, wanting desperately to get her some help. His attempts were futile. Sarah stopped whimpering and crying, going completely silent as she passed away from rapid blood loss. "No..." Joel held onto Sarah. "Sarah! Don't do this to me. Come on..." Joel began to cry as he held Sarah close to him. "Please, please don't do this..."
Joel sat there holding the deceased Sarah for a while, Tommy watching as he continued to hold onto the still sobbing Daniella. Just like that, Sarah was gone... The only good thing about it was that she wouldn't have to suffer at the hands of any crazy beings...or any insane humans in the new world...
Thank you for reading!
