The Last of Us

by Henessy Garcia

This was written because I couldn't stand that Sarah dies, so she doesn't in this. I hope you enjoy. 1 OC plus Sarah Before you read this if you haven't played you should at least watch. I recommend Cryaotic on Youtube (Cry plays: The Last of Us). This is only because I cut out a bit of the beginning. I felt like it wasn't too important.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The Nightmares

My daddy muttered gently to me after the gunshots had stopped. "It's okay, baby. We're safe. We're safe."

We looked up and saw a man covered in body armor with a bright flashlight focused on us. \The police!\

My Dad spoke up. "Hey! We need help." He took a step forward.

"Stop!" The man yelled at us.

"Please." Dad attempted to persuade him. "It's my daughter. I think her leg's broken." He stepped forward again.

"Stop right there!" The man yelled again. He sounded real angry.

"Okay… We're not sick." My Daddy stepped back.

The man grabbed his ear and started speaking, "Got a couple of civilians in the outer perimeter. Please advise." He pauses.

"Daddy, what about Uncle Tommy?" I whispered. \I don't want to lose anybody else.\

"We're gonna get you to safety and go back for him. Okay?"

The man starts to talk again. "Sir, there's a little girl."

Dad tenses up. \Wait.. is he gonna..\

"But…" He pauses again. "Yes, sir."

"Listen, buddy. We've just been through hell." My dad struggled to reason with him. "Okay we just need-"

The man raises his gun.

"Oh shit." He starts firing. Dad spins and I fall out of his arms. We roll down the hill and I feel a searing pain spread through my leg.

I look up and see the man standing over my father. "NO!"

He shoots.

Then he raises the gun towards me, and I squeeze my eyes shut.

I hear another gunshot, but I don't feel anything. I open my eyes and Uncle Tommy lowers his gun. The man falls to the ground.

I crawl towards my dad. He wasn't moving. "Dad?" My voice sounds so small.

Uncle Tommy just watches me.

"Daddy?" I sit right next to him. I couldn't feel the pain from my leg anymore.

I hesitantly reach out and gently lay his head on my lap. I play with his hair for a second and without warning all of the anguish and sorrow hits me at once. I hug his head to my chest and begin to sob loudly. "No, no. Dad don't leave me.. I don't want to be alone. Daddy.."

Uncle Tommy grabs my shoulder. "We need to go. Now."

"No," I hug daddy tighter. "I'm not leaving him."

I feel pain in my leg again. Much more agonizing than before. Then everything goes black.