The last of us rp (private)

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

In Austin,Texas. A man name Joel was in his room fixing on bills and work at the same time. And was kind of getting a little stressed out.

But it all changes for when is bundle of joy of a treasure comes in his room for a surprise that he will love.

[JustJoe]

Sarah awoke from her curled position on the sofa to the flickering of a muted TV. She could hear her dad talking on the phone and glanced across breakfast bar to where he was staining by the fridge looking vexed. Sarah stretched and pulled up the waist her polka-dot pajama pants to hide where the top of her pink pull-ups had risen as she had napped.

By the time Joel was finished on the phone Sarah was sitting upright to make space for him on the sofa, she had also turned up the volume because baseball was on.

"I got you a birthday present Daddy." Sarah announced. She had been staying up to midnight to celebrate. She pointed at the face of the watch Joel had just unwrapped as the minute hand crept past twelve. "See, it's your birthday now." She smiled and kidded that she had purchased the present with 'drug money' when he questioned her. Gradually her tiredness overwhelmed her and she fell asleep on her fathers lap.

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

He felt so happy has he saw the watch but was more happy as it was a gift from her and smiled down at her sleeping at his lap and saw she was so peaceful and didn't have a care in the world. "Thank you sweetie" he said with a whisper so he didn't wake her and leans down a kiss the top of her head and smiled and leans back up and put the watch on his wrist. And saw it was starting to get dark and would carry her up to bed but first he always check her before he sends her to bed and he slip his thumb under the waistband of her pajama pants and lift them out of the way and slip a finger in the leg holes to see if she is wet and was careful not to wake her.

[JustJoe]

Sarah awoke again that night, this time to the chime of the phone. She writhed under her covers trying to get comfortable again. She wondered if she would be able to fall asleep again or if she should get up and change her goodnite, which felt wet. The decision was made for her as she realised her Dad had gotten up to answer the phone.

"Dad?" Sarah called out as she walked along an unlit corridor and then trapped down the stairs in her slippers.

The sound of the phone seems to fill the house. Her Dad isn't asleep on the sofa and the TV is off. Only the bleeping light of the phone illuminates the house. Sarah decides she better answer it because whoever is at the other end hasn't stopped calling yet.

She has a frantic exchange with her uncle Tommy which leaves her heart pounding. She ignores the discomfort of her damp pull-up as she charges up the stairs to look for
Joel.

"Daddy!" She yells.

He's not in his room but the TV was left on and the lights, so he must have left a short while ago or be coming back soon. Sarah noticed her dad had been watching a news channel but a sound like a fair off explosion startled her. She was scared and wanted to be with her Daddy, she ran downstairs again to look for him in his study. The red and blue flash of police cars briefly illuminates the walls as they rush by outside.

Sarah gets the fright of her life as Joel suddenly enters from the garden, his clothes are bloodied. She hopes he isn't hurt.

"Daddy?! What's happening?" She asks drawing anxiously towards him, her face has turned as pale as her blond hair.

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

Sweetie stay away from the door and windows" Joel said and was panicking and washing up and looking for a weapon and hears the phone ring and answer it an it Tommy.
"Tommy yes she here just bring the truck around" Joel said and hangs up then hear the glass screen door pounding and is there infected neighbour. And break through. "Sweetheart get back." Joel said and lift his bat that he grab and swings at him and hit him but the thing charge at him and Joel blocks him and his struggling but got the upper hand and got him to the floor and smash his head and takes some breath then look at Sarah. And walk over to her. "Sweetie you okay he didn't get you did he?" He said and check to see she wasn't hurt.

[JustJoe]

Sarah backed away from the door, she watches Joel anxiously, looking for guidance. 'Where did the blood come from?' She keeps asking herself but she can't bring herself to raise an accusation against her Dad.

As the screen door pounds Sarah shrieks. She recognises her neighbour, Jimmy Cooper. He doesn't look scared or desperate, he looks angry, angry like Sarah had never seen him before. What had Dad done? In anycase she was silently biding Joel not to let Mr Cooper in. Uncle Tommy would be around soon to help and she knew the police were already nearby, she didn't need to feel so frightened.

Then the glass broke through.

Reactively Sarah stepped backwards as Mr Cooper writhed and scrabbled in madness on the glass strewn floor. Sarah gagged as her father fought him ...and killed him? Knocked him out?

There seemed to be blood all over the place. Sarah tried to focus and think straight. Her heart pounded in her chest.

"I'm okay." Sarah answered. In her state of shock it was hard to self diagnose but she didn't feel like she was in any pain. She wants to ask about what's happening but it's all happening too fast for even a moment's pause.

They hear Uncle Tommy pull up in the driveway followed by his shouts. As they hurry through the front door in an exodus forgetting coats or shoes Sarah realises she'd lost her slippers at some point. Her feet hit the course cool grain of the driveway but she doesn't care, she just wants to get away and bundles herself into the back of the car.

"Where are we going?" Sarah asks eventually. She's been watching outside through the window and it's clear that everyone else is also trying get away from something. 'Terrorists?' She silently wonders. She didn't think Mr Cooper was a terrorist but he had seemed deranged.

There was a family trying to wave people down at the road side. "We should stop for them." Sarah thought out aloud.

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

We can't stop we have to keep moving" Joel said and past them. And kept going until he stop and saw a lot of cars.
"Oh come on" so he wait then some screams stop the silent. Then see a hole lot of people running and being killed.
"Oh shit" he put the car in reverse and takes another way and gose through town but it didn't look good either people were screaming and kept on driving through and telling them all to move.

[JustJoe]

In the mayhem another car crashes into there's. Sarah didn't even see it she just felt the impact throw her hard against her seatbelt. Her ears seem to be ringing but she can still hear the shouts and screaming of people running through the town. In her daze she barely noticed Joel pulling her door open and scooping her up once she was free of her seatbelt.

Once she was set back on her feet her senses focused as a sharp pain shot through her left leg. She couldn't put pressure on it. 'A sprain? A fracture?' She had injured her leg once before in soccer practice, she feared the crash had upset the damage.

"Daddy, I can't walk." It wasn't whining, pitiful, or even frightened, just matter of fact. Looking back at the car she could also see it was a matter of fact that they wouldn't be driving anymore.

Uncle Tommy had a gun in his hands and was trying to lead them away. Sarah felt her Daddy pick her up. She was embarrassed that her Dad could probably tell her pull-up was wet as his hand cradled her bum but what did she really care? Given the crazy situation she could think of nowhere she would rather be than in his arms.

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

Joel fallows Tommy through an ally way and a crazy woman charges at him but pushed her back and shot her. "Come on" he said and leads the way to a back of a restaurant and open it.
"Don't worry baby girl I got you" Joel said carrying her and went on through then more of those things were getting to the back and Tommy closed the door on them and holds it. "Go I will hold them" Joel back up. "We will meet you there" Joel said and takes off outside and could see for where they have to go and we're almost there. "Don't worry baby girl we are almost there" Joel said as he past a car and a crazy person chasing them. Then when Joel thought it was over as the crazy person was close to them. Someone shot it and look up and saw a soldier.

[JustJoe]

Pvt. Travis Springer had been in the National Guard for a year. He had bragged to his bar buddies that he had once done a brief tour of Afghanistan. Of course he hadn't been stationed in Helmand or even Basra. His unit had been an auxiliary to the engineer corp doing humanitarian work in Kabul. He had slept in a hotel every night and helped build a school. There was a photo on the mantle piece , pvt. Springer and the boys from his unit (+ 1 girl), and a bunch of happy smiling Afghan school kids. Beside the framed photo was another image, a slightly younger Travis Springer graduating accountancy school.

He had been awake prepping a presentation for important clients of the firm were he worked when the muster call from the National Guard in Texas was put out around 10pm. By midnight he and his unit were uniformed, armed and stationed around a highway boredly watching regular traffic and wondering if they were all on a random drill but not even the Sargent could recall a similar deployment having happened in the past.

Then suddenly all the traffic started going out of town and civilians started asking questions. Naturally the guards who had no idea what was going demanded a full briefing from the Captain and they got the ugly truth along with a bitter to swallow 'shoot to kill' order.

The first infected they saw that night just ran at them, screaming, sort of, it was more like roaring. They issued a halt order but the infected, a man, just kept running at them. He didn't even break pace at the "stop" command as rifles raised.

Pvt. Springer had never shot any one before. He had also never had to discharge a weapon twice in succession because the target pulled itself up out of the mud where it had been knocked down by the first round. He was scared shitless.

The order came in to close the road and turn cars around. Most of the unit was on the road with traffic control police but pvt. Springer and few others were spread out on the embankment guarding the flanks.

In the dark of night pvt. Springer caught movement through the bushes. In his state of anxiety he forgot his training a moved out position to get a better visual. As the figures broke through the bush they were close enough that he could clearly distinguish an infected from a man carrying a girl in his arms. He opened fire at the infected.

"Halt. Hands in the air." He demanded training his rifle on the two survivors. It was stupid really, the guy clearly had his arms full with the belong girl, he would have to put her down first. Springer felt of his depth. He radioed his Sargent.

"They might have been infected. Shoot to kill." A simple command. Pvt. Springer had never shot anyone before tonight but now he reckoned he was on half an ammo magazine. He sighted his rifle.

Sarah felt her Dad practically through her as he twisted around to try and shield her. The roar of a gun shot filled her ears through she didn't see Uncle Tommy creep up behind the guard with his revolver raised.

Pvt. Springer had been shot dead. Joel and Tommy's attention was instantly on Sarah.

"I'm fine." She answered hoarsely but she was finding it difficult breathe, it was like all the wind had been knocked out of her and then a big heavy stone had been placed on her chest.

Sarah winced as her dad lifted her a little and touched her side. It hurt worse than the car incident but the pain was sort of fading? Her arms and legs felt achey, then light and limped. Joel's hand pulled away with fresh wet blood smeared on his figures. Sarah could see tears in his eyes and she could hear Uncle Tommy say "oh God", which sounded indistinct even though he was very near.

Sarah knew with clarity what was going on, even though she felt like everything around was fading ... Or, she was fading. Yes. She had a sense she was falling backwards into the velvet of the night, straight through her Daddy's arms. She cried as it dawned on her and the crying made her choke as she fought for breath.

Her words were sobs and squeaks. Her thoughts floated away from her as a numbness rooted onto her mind. She tried to focus on her Daddy's face. To hold on to him. She wanted to carry it with her to wherever she could feel herself drifting or if not that then at list for him to be her one final remaining thought before...

Sarah's body which had briefly been spasming in cardiac arrest fell limp in Joel's arms. Her eyes had stopped moving, searching for his face in the blur of her tears. Her chest had stopped rising and her pulse had stopped in her wrist and neck.

Sarah Millar died aged twelve on the night the infection spread across the Continental USA. Uncle Tommy and her father survived her.