A/N: Hey~! PokeSpeFanGirl is in the house! Now, let's move on to the next part of 'The Last of PokeSpe'! Please note that, even though I posted one chapter, I'm still a newbie. And I might be adding different POVs later on ;).

Disclaimer: I do not own PokeSpe or 'The Last of Us'.

Last time: Silver explains about life and his history currently and about CBI (cordyceps brain infection). All of a sudden, Blue screamed, and Silver is yet to register what's going on.

17 May 2023, Saturday, 11:05pm

A scream rang out, followed by a definite bang. It's definitely Blue's. I shot to alert and ran up stairs, shock and anxiety glued to my skin. There she was, crouched on the floor, a hand raised to her lips, tears cascading down her cheeks. Upon seeing me, she used her other hand and pointed to the window.

Flames crackled in the distance, charring, licking, and finally, devouring anything in it's path of destruction. A work of the infected people, I figured. Screams reverberated in the air, so distant, yet so close. I could almost feel the heat, the terror rising in my throat, tasting like bile. Blue hugged me close, and I took a while to realize. Green, Red, Bill, Daisy. They're all there. Tears dropped down to the carpet, soaking it, but I'm not sure who's tears they belong to. The west is infected now. Anger, now, instead of terror rose in my throat. Damn CBI, damn the government. What did they do to deserve this?

I finally got a hold of myself and dashed to the living room table, half-dragging, half-leading Blue there too. I shoved her into the room, where we always had our weapons, in case of an emergency. And this was one. I strapped to pocket knives to my legs, the cold tip of the blade sending a chill down my spine. I reached for a pistol, a Carbon 15 Type 97S, by the looks of it, and I strapped it to my belt. But Blue wasn't ready. Releasing a sigh of frustration, I passed her 5 throwing knives for her, since her aim was pretty good. Might as well take a pair of them for myself. I strapped the two knives to my legs, concealing them. Then, I handed her a small gun, a pocket pistol. She took it and stuffed it into her pocket. But she still wasn't ready yet.

"I'm going to pack a small first aid kid. Stay here and try to calm down," I said, only getting a meek nod in response. Swiftly, I moved to the kitchen. Opening the cabinet, I took out bandages, antiseptic, molotov cocktails, and others. Those were the only defenses we had against the CBI and other wounds. And they were unlimited. Our resources were not. Sighing for the second time, I quickly packed them along with our ammo and some food and water to last us about 6 days. I slung mine over my shoulder and tossed Blue's to her. And she was finally ready. We headed out, unsure of what to expect.

18 May 2023, Sunday, 5:19am

Sneaking quietly and scurrying past soldiers. That's what we had been doing for the last 6 hours to get to the west district. And now, we were resting, taking turns to keep watch. And it was my turn. I looked at my older sister's peaceful yet worn out sleeping face. She had changed. From flirty to serious. It must be him. Green, perhaps. Maybe Red? So far apart, yet she may have developed a certain... feeling? For him? I shake away the thoughts. Impossible. They have been separated. Until this day. A small voice suggested. They were going to meet. But how? For all we know, he might be already dead.

Then Blue woke up. It was her turn to keep watch. I yawned, stretched a little, and then my eyes slid shut, that glimpse of my older sister may have been my last one, and I would cherish it.

18 May 2023, Sunday, ?am

I stood in the midst of terror. The earth was crumbling, pieces by pieces. Until there was only a small ledge, all by itself, supporting my weight. Then the crumbling stopped. I could see Blue now, standing in the distance, arms folded, a smug expression on her face. She spoke, but her voice was gone. But it was as if she was saying,"It's for your own good, Silver. For your own good." Fear closed around my heart like a cold fist, the betrayal of my sister simply knocked me inside out. All of a sudden, the earth started shaking tremendously. Hands of poor corpses who were once victims of CBI reached out, crawling from the void of darkness beneath. Join us... Join us... They chanted a haunting tune. I turned to Blue's direction. She was no longer there. A push came from behind. I tipped over, and only had a moment to see who it was before I fell to join the living dead. And Blue was levitating there in mid-air, suspended, a smirk drawn across her face. How could you be so mean to do this, Nee-chan? I trusted you. Why?

18 May 2023, Sunday, 6:31am

"Wake up! Silver!" My eyes opened immediately, taking in the surroundings. Blue shook me awake, the cruelty found in her sapphire eyes in my dreams were now gone. She was speaking in hushed whispers, whipping her hand behind once in a while as if she was afraid of someone, somebody to sneak up on us. My eyes blurred, and then came into focus!

"Come on! The soldiers will be carrying their search soon. Oh screw it," She said, and twisted my wrist, dragging me along. The pain jolted and jarred me out of my trance. But, one question lingered in my mind. Can I trust you, Nee-chan?

A/N: And I'm finally done! Can't believe it! And I bet I'm going to suffer from writer's block for the next chapter. :P And, as always, constructive criticism are welcomed. And no flaming please.

PokeSpeFanGirl - Out!