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“Ellie?” Rain hesitated, gun aimed and pointed out towards the shadows. “Jesus.” it was an immediate reaction to run as fast as possible to her adopted-niece. “What the fu–what did you do?!” the Latina exclaimed. She didn’t know where Ellie’s blood began or where another’s blood ended. Wait, was all of this someone else’s blood? Or was it Ellie’s blood? Immediately terror overtook her expression and she abandoned any and all common sense of being a resilient soldier to check for any wounds on the teen’s person.

“Ellie! Tell me now.” brown gaze pin-pointed the knife in the girl’s hands as she quickly grabbed onto it. She hated kids, this was more Alice or Claire’s department. But sadly, something about Ellie resonated with her as if the way she herself had been as a child.

“Where’s Joel?” trying to maintain eye contact as she squatted down to Ellie’s eye level. The gruffness of her tone seemed to dissipate but she still felt both pissed off and concerned at the same time. Was this what it was like to be a mother? Well fuck that.

She hadn’t expected the human to attack,  they had seemed to friendly just a few hours ago. Then out of the blue she was  held at knife point, the cold steel biting at  her neck as if it were warning her not to try  anything.

Too bad she never listened.

It only took  a few moments, acting innocent and scared, the way an adult male would expect a teen of her age and stature to act when threatened, Then in a  flurry of well placed  ducks and dodges Ellie managed to get the  upper hand with only minor cuts. She was thankful  Chris had taken the time to teach her the moves. 

Then she went in for the kill, small knife in hand as he rushed forward, knife held close to her   chest, blade pointed outwards, and after a moment.  It was over. The corpse of the attacker under her as she dropped the weapon to the side. 

“I’m okay.” Was the first thing she said when Rain  arrived, knowing that she probably looked like she  had bathed in blood. Apparently she hadn’t heard her. “He changed his mind about running with us. ” She sighed out, hands shaking from the adrenaline  that coursed through her veins.

The things wouldn’t stop coming and Ethan was starting to get low on ammo. He ran into a room and slammed the door shut. He pressed his back into the door and can feel it shake beneath him as the creatures tried to break in. “Fuck.” He muttered under his breath.

        It must be a glorious view by this point, a full - but amused - smile on Alice’s face. Such a rarity to come by these days. 

If you steal her blueshiiiiiine, blue shiiiiiiiineeeee. (I’m so sorry I’m a 90s jerk)

Oh cOME ON RAIN

Chloe blushed as she covered up. “S-sorry.” She wrapped a towel around her. She thought she was the only one in the college bathroom of her dorm. She smiled sheepishly. “Sorry about that,” She added again.

WUT. stab him. but take the money.