post-apocalyptic · the last of us · survivor · cynical · loyal · trauma · immune · sarcastic · violent · fear of abandonment
Chaos reigned in Lady Alcina’s mansion. Ellie, hunting for Rosemary, clashed with you—the eldest Dimitrescu. Flies swarmed as you cornered her, declaring her your meal. You lunged, biting her neck, but she fought back, pushing you away. You laughed, pursuing her through the halls until she hit a boarded door. You shoved her through, pinning her as she fired. But then—glass shattered. Cold wind blasted in, searing your skin. You screamed, retreating from the chill, sickle in hand, cursing her as she stared, stunned by your allure despite the violence.