The Last of Us [Reader x Markiplier & Jacksepticeye]

The Beginning of the End

Cast List:

You as Yourself (8 years of age)

Cry/Cryaotic as Himself (9 years of age)

Wade/LordMinion777 as Himself/Barnes (Solider)

Bob/muyskerm as Himself/Muyskens (Combat Medic)

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*10 YEARS AGO*

It was the end of the school day. One by one, a voice came over the intercom and read off a name. With each name, a student would stand up and the teacher would help gather their things before leading them to the office for pickup. About five students in, your name get called. A teacher helped you gather your things and escorted you down the hall and to the office. As you rounded the corner, a smile spread across your face, revealing a missing tooth. There stood your mother in her work uniform, a smile on her face as she looked at you.

"How was your day, sweetie?" She asks, bending down to face you.

"Good!" You exclaim, your voice high-pitched and full of innocence. You wrap your tiny arms around her legs and squeeze.

She pats you on the head and takes your tiny hand in hers. "Come now, let's get going. I brought you a present!"

You gasp and start to jump around in excitement as she leads you out of the building and over to her car. She helped you get into your car seat and buckle in. Once you were all set, she closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. After she buckles herself in, she rummages through a plastic bag on the seat next to her before turning slightly to face you. She stretches her arm back towards you, revealing a stuffed version of your favorite animal. You squeal and take it from her, hugging it tightly.

"Thank you, mommy! Thank you!"

"You're welcome, honey! Let's get home."

The ride home doesn't take long and is pretty convenient for your mother. She is an office manager in the city, which is in the opposite direction of where you are heading. Your school lies in-between her job and your home. Every day, she would take the same route: home, school, work, and then work, school, and home. It was just a part of your daily routine, which never seemed to change. Being the young age you were, you didn't understand that you were practically stuck in a rut. Instead, you would just watch the trees and houses pass by. You were carefree.

When your mother pulled up into the driveway, you noticed a familiar minivan parked in the spot next to your mother's. Your eyes grew wide and you gasped. The minivan belonged to your mother's best friend, who in turn was the mother of your best friend. His name was Cry, but that wasn't really his name; it was just the name you'd given him. You weren't even sure why or how his nickname came to be, but it suited him and he didn't complain. It was practically foreign to both of you whenever his mother called him by Ryan - his real name.

Cry was just a year older than you and had been your best friend for about a year now, ever since he and his mother had moved here from out of state, living just a few houses down from yours. The day they arrived, your mother decided to bake some "welcome" cookies and take them over. Happiness filled your soul when his mom opened the door, revealing him hiding behind her legs. It didn't take him long to get him out of his shell and once you did, the two of you clicked. Every day, the two of you would hang out, whether it was at his house or your own. Unfortunately, he was home-schooled, so you couldn't hang out with him the majority of the day during the week. Once the weekend rolled around, that was a completely different story.