The Last of Us
"Drop your weapons and put your hands up before I lodge one of these bullets in your skull." The man said, chuckling lowly once they were on the ground. "Good, now kick 'em on over." Daryl could feel anger building up in his system but did as he was told. "Now, blondie." Daryl looked out of the corner of his eye and saw Beth freeze. "Yeah you, you pretty little thing. Over here- now!" He snapped and Beth stood up her hands shaking as she walked over to him. "Yeah, you'll do good." Daryl clenched his fists as the guy walked over to him. "Now time to take care of you." Before the man could even get to pull the trigger, Daryl sent a kick his way and the man went stumbling, dropping his gun in the process. The man tackled Daryl through one of the wooden doors and wrapped his hands around his neck. "Yer just makin' this harder on the girl!" The man shouted as he strangled Daryl.
But then a gun went off and blood splatted everywhere, the man that had every intention of killing Daryl slumped over, dead. When Daryl sat up, he saw Beth standing at the door way. Her eyes wide and her body still shaking. "Oh my god, I shot the hell out of that guy!"
Daryl groaned as he got up off of the ground. "Yeah, you sure did." It was a clean shot, right through the middle of the attackers head. He was part impressed and part pissed.
Beth seemed to be in a daze as she sat down on a chair. "I feel sick."
He knew what it was, killing walkers was one thing, but a person was a different story. Daryl walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. "You'll be fine." He walked up to the body that she was staring at and covered it up with a moth bitten blanket. "Look, I get that it's hard- but it was either him or me." Daryl went back over to her and helped her up. "Now I need you to snap out of it because those guys are still out there and there is no doubt they heard that shot. We need to go, now."
Beth nodded and got up from the chair and licked her lips. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down as best she could. Daryl gave her a look and the left the room, running down a few flights of stairs until they could both hear voices again. "Shit." Daryl whispered and pulled Beth into a dining hall. By the looks of it, it had been decorated for a wedding. "The shots came from the top floor!" one of the men yelled and Daryl signaled Beth to follow him onto a balcony. "Listen, I'm gonna lure 'em in and take 'em out one by one, anything goes wrong, you shoot, understand?" Beth nodded her head and Daryl picked up a chair and threw it into the hallway. Daryl jumped the guy and snapped his neck and it wasn't long till the other one showed up, Daryl taking care of him before he could alert the others that were down in the city below. "Keep your head down," He whispered as he handed her a riffle. "I'm gonna go down there, okay?" Beth nodded swiftly as Daryl kept going. "Have you ever used a rifle before?"
There was a pause and a small yes from Beth.
"Good, I'm gonna create us a path." He stopped for a moment and patted her arm. "Make every shot count."
With that he was gone and Beth mentally prepared herself as Daryl left the room and in short five minutes, she caught sight of Daryl and cocked her gun. She could hear the men yelling about finding the others dead and soon enough, all hell broke loose. Daryl fired the bolts from his crossbow as Beth took out the men that Daryl didn't. "Up there, someone's on the-" There was another shot and Daryl signaled her to come down. She strapped the rifle to her back and stuffed extra bullets in her backpack before running down to join him in the street.
"You did good, girl." He congratulated her gruffly, "now c'mon, gotta find a place to hunker down 'fore it gets to dark."
XxX
They kept searching for a safe place and all was quiet, until they heard the sound of people running and yelling. "Keep running! Don't turn around don't-" There was a gun shot and the man fell forward. His female companion screamed before a bullet whizzed through her. Daryl cursed as he pulled Beth into an alley way. Her blue eyes were wide and tearing up. "Daryl, we gotta do something."
Daryl shook his head and gripped her hand as they walked silently through the back alley. "We can't."
Beth's face was unreadable, but she seemed to understand as she gripped his hand tightly. Daryl lead her through and abandoned apartment building until a door swung open and he felt a throbbing pain on his head before everything went black.
XxX
"So how long have you both been stuck here?"
"About two weeks, my brother and I been tryin' to get out- but those hunters out there. They're brutal."
"You know a way out of the city?"
"Mhm, just gotta make it over the bridge- then we're home free."
His vision was blurry when he came too. He registered he was on a bed and the light from a simple candle flicked. As his eyes adjusted, he groaned and Beth filled his vision. She had an angelic look to her, it was something he hadn't noticed yet. But between her blonde hair, blue eyes and porcelain skin, she actually looked like something that fell right from heaven and into this word. "Good, you're up." She spoke softly as she brushed some hair out of his eyes. You have a helluva bump, but don't worry, Noah apologizes."
"Noah?" He grunted as he sat up, only to be pushed back down on the bed by Beth. It was then when an dark skinned teenager and a little boy walked over to the side of the bed. The boy was standing behind the teen, only peeking out to look at Daryl
"They thought we were hunters." Beth explained. "Apparently those people? They kill anyone that comes into the city, their territory." She clarified. "Noah knows a way out though and he's gonna help us."
"Yeah," Noah spoke up. "It's just me and my brother Duane, we came into this city with our group to gather supplies- we had no idea we were walking into a trap. There is this light house right over the bridge, if we can make it there, we'll be safe."
Daryl's eyebrows furrowed, he didn't trust this kid, but Beth did. "Wait, what makes you think that they won't follow us out of the city."
"They won't because they won't see us leave." He looked over at Beth and chuckled. "And I gotta admit, if we do get caught, your girlfriend right there can just go all Elektra on 'em." Daryl looked at him, confused until he saw a white bandage with a red stain around his arm. "Girl threw a knife at me."
Daryl glanced over at Beth who hid a shy smile. "I wasn't gonna let anybody hurt you." She muttered, her cheeks flushing red. "But don't worry, I stitched him up so it's all okay now."
He actually chuckled as he sat up on the bed. "So it's you savin' me now?" He asked and Beth laughed. "Wait, how do we know you guys ain't one of them?"
It was Noah who spoke up. "In case you haven't noticed, those hunters don't keep women or children around. That's how we knew you guys were the good guys- after I knocked you out and Beth stabbed me." He shrugged his shoulders and looked at the little boy and the frail looking blonde. "Survival of the fittest and all of that." Now it was Daryl who chuckled, if they only knew.
XxX
It was dark when the left the safety of the apartment, Daryl had finally gotten his bearings and followed Noah from building to building with that little kid right next to him, talking up a storm. "That weapon is so cool," Duane said with awe in his voice. "And your girlfriend with the throwing knives! You both are like butt whooping superheroes!" Daryl grunted in response to the kid, he was never really good with kids. "S'not my girlfriend." Daryl nodded toward Beth who was walking up ahead with Noah. "Just someone I'm helping."
"Oh," Duane smiled a little. "Maybe she likes my brother then."
Daryl actually snorted and felt a twang of jealousy in his stomach from that statement. "Naw, kid, girl's got an important mission to do. She don't have time for that."
"Like a superhero mission?" Duane asked with amazement in his voice.
Daryl sighed and nodded his head. "Yeah, like a superhero mission."
The kid seemed to actually like that idea and Daryl heard him faintly say that he knew it, but right now he was more focused on this guy that was walking with Beth. He wasn't jealous, Daryl Dixon did not get jealous and there was really no room for him to be.
"That's the place right there." Daryl heard Noah say as he motioned them to duck down behind a crumbling wall. "We just gotta get past 'em and since it's night, it'll be a skeleton crew." Noah's attention turned to Duane. "Remember, you stick to me like glue, got it?"
"Like glue," Duane repeated quickly. Noah nodded his head and turned to Daryl and Beth. "Let's get that door open."
Daryl stepped forward and together, himself and Noah pushed the large metal doors that blocked off the bridge out of the city. "Oh shit!" He heard Beth swear and when he turned around, he saw that the hunters had spotted them. "Get in, now! Daryl yelled to Beth and Duane.
The two rushed forward and Noah and Daryl squeezed through the crack of the doors, slamming them and locking them. "We gotta move, and we gotta move fast"
"They're over here!" one of the hunters yelled, but a bullet whizzed past and took him out, Daryl went over to the trailer he was standing on. "Alright, check it out." Noah came over first and Daryl boosted him on the trailer. He called Duane over next as the sound of bullets filled the air. "Beth!" Daryl shouted. "C'mon!" Beth came over to him and he lifted her up, Noah grabbed her outstretched arm and helped her up.
As soon as she was steady, she leaned down to help Daryl up when the metal doors flew open and the hunters kept pushing at the gate. "C'mon Daryl, c'mon!" She franticly said as Noah tried to tug on her arm. "No!" She screamed at him. "We gotta get him up."
Noah began to back away. "Sorry- sorry we can't." He helplessly said. "Just come with us."
Beth starred at him with disgust. "No, this is bullshit!" She jumped down from the trailer and gave Noah the finger. "Fuck you." She took a deep breath, her blonde hair falling out of her pony tail. "We stick together."
Daryl looked at her in awe as the rattling of the gate became louder. "Alright." He was so sure she was going to abandon him. He watched as she went over to a garage door as the gate busted open and a tank came barreling through. "Oh fuck." Daryl muttered and went over to help her open the garage door and they both rolled under it. "C'mon, we're gonna get out of this."
"Two people against a tank?" She asked, her voice full of panic.
And he smirked a smirk she had never seen before. "Yeah, but they don't have crossbow." He could hear the tank blasting off. "Or any sense, c'mon. I got us a plan."