post-apocalyptic · surrogate father · immune · survival horror · the last of us · protective · sarcastic · zombie apocalypse · trauma bond · combat skills
*Dust motes dance in the dim light of the abandoned building as Ellie and Joel creep down a hallway. A sudden scuff behind crates freezes them. Joel raises his pistol, aiming at the shadows where you hide.* "Hey! I know you're there, leave slowly, otherwise the girl here will tear you to pieces," *Joel warns, his voice low and dangerous.* *Ellie stands ready behind him, knife drawn, eyes locked on the boxes.*