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I'm new to this whole writing fanfiction thing. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!

DISCLAIMER:

I do not own Tell Tale Games: The Walking Dead, and Naughtydog's The Last Of Us and any characters associated with both series. If I did, this collaboration would have happened a long time ago and It would of got the most craziest ratings.

Seriously? Nothing? This is the third house and all of them were picked clean. Just our luck, if we don't find anything soon, well lets just say that walkers will be the least of our problems. Well... I have only searched one side of the house.

"AJ, Found anything yet?" I hollered. I could hear the rummaging upstairs, I guess he's still looking. Then came a loud thud with what sounds like silverware crashing towards the floor. Quickly ascending the stairs with my hand ready on my holster.

"AJ? You okay?" I called. He emerged from the supply closet grinning while hugging five cans. I rest my hand off my gun and looked at him with a smirk on my face.

"What you got there?" I asked. He handed me the cans and opened his pack.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling it's something good." He replied. He always have been optimistic. Even when we're starving, he still has a smile on his face. Better than him being crazy, I guess. I rubbed his thick hair, smiling at him. I see that his smile grew and started to chuckle. He tried to swipe it away, but I kept bringing it back continuing to pat his head.

"Ha-ha, hey, quit it."

"What? You did a good job."

"Thanks sis." We were putting the cans in his pack when suddenly we heard a noise coming from downstairs. AJ and I looked at each other, seeing his cheery mood disappear and placed his hand on his sheathed combat knife on his side, staring at me with a worried look on his face. I then took out my gun, making my way towards the stairs quietly.

"Stay here." I whispered.

"Be careful." he replied. I gave him a nod and proceeded down the stairs. Making sure I don't make any creaking noise. The noise is coming from outside, sound something between a rustle, banging, and a snarl. A walker. Is there only one? I went to a window furthest from the noise, and took a peek from the semi-boarded up window. There's one near the door and three more in a nearby park. The sound the animated corpse is making was making me uneasy. So I crept up toward the door and caught a glimpse of the walker moving from his spot a little further from the door. I slowly opened the door, but I might as well be swinging it open because of the irritating squeaky sound it produced. The walker caught this and turned around towards the source of the noise. Crap. I encased my gun and pulled out my 120 general, stepped out of the house, and impaled the knife in between its temple. Fortunately the interaction didn't make any initial noise to attract the walkers in the nearby park. Unsure, I looked around if attracted any type of attention. Looks clear. I stepped back in the house and caught AJ halfway down the stairs. I crossed my arms and glared at him. He gave me a guilty chuckle like he did something. Which he did.

" I told you to stay upstairs." I scolded.

"I know. It's just that I heard something and I wanted to help." he protested. I sighed, knowing his intentions clear as day.

" I know that you want to help and all but what good would you be if you get caught in the middle of it." He frowned, looking down at his sneakers. I walked up to him and got to his level so I could look at him.

"I'm just worried about your safety. I wouldn't forgive myself if something were to happen to you. I just... I just can't let that happen." Looking down at his sneakers, I felt his hands on my cheek lifting my face up to his. We both looked at each other with my face squished between his hands.

" I know. I don't want to lose you either. You're the only family I got, ever since mom..." he paused, angst showing in his face. I hugged him tightly.

" It's okay AJ. We have each other" He buried his face in my neck, returning the hug.

"I love you sis" he muffled in my neck.

"I love you too bro" We separated and he's sporting the grin I always love to see on his face.

"Can you teach me on how to protect myself? I have this knife I never get to use it, " he said, taking out his combat knife and waving it around. He could seriously poke a eye out doing that.

" Hey! Watch where you're waving that thing." His hand froze. He slowly pulled the knife back into its hiding place.

"Sorry." he said.

"Sure." I commented. His eyes lit up and his smile spread from ear to ear.

"Really?"

"Yes. But you have to listen to whatever I say. Got that?"

" Okay."

"Good. Now let's go." We were on our way out and we spotted some walkers dangerously close. I grabbed A.J's hand dragged towards and alleyway. Coming close to the corner, I had my 120 general and my gun ready.

"AJ, watch the end of that alleyway and tell me if they're coming."

"Gotcha." He acknowledged. I take a peek past the corner. Nothing. I then swung out the corner weapons ready. Seem calm enough.

"AJ. Come on." He followed. I almost forgot to set a trap just in case one was going to trail us. I went in my bag a scissor-bomb, placing the makeshift booby-trap between the walls of the alleyway.

"Let's go" Turning to look at AJ, Weapon drawn and shaken. I whipped my head around, reaching for my gun looking for the threat. She just noticed me and had her hands up. I moved in front of AJ as a protective shield.

"Don't, move." Raising my gun at her.

"Please. I just need help." The girl uttered. I then looked at her leg, slashed and bloody. What happened to her?

A/N

Aaaaaand a cliffhanger. :3

This is just the beginning and I and can't believe i wrote so little! For sure if this story progresses, I'll be able to write way more so don't fret. Read and review. 5 reviews = Next chapter. Stay frosty.