Pregnant!?! (The Last Of Us Fanfic)

Cold Intentions

A bunny.

A bunny was what made that scream.

My. Freaking. Bunny!

I crouch walked towards where the sound came from and I happened upon my bunny, the one I tried to catch. It's caught in this metal contraption that I don't have any clue what it is. It has 2 sides to it with metal teeth extending from it, which are sunk deep into the bunny's fur. It's some sort of trap I think, I've never seen one before. But whatever it is, it has ahold of my bunny.

I put my fingers on the sides to try and pry it open, which fails. It won't budge at all. I try harder, it budges a little bit before my fingers slip and I cut both of my middle fingers.

"Ow! It cut my finger! Freaking thing!" I scream out. I stand up and kick the "trap".

"Did you hear that?"

I freeze in my tracks...

Who else is out here? There should be no one suspected close to here within 2 hours walk! I feel the hairs on my neck stand when I hear the man's rough voice.

"Yeah I did, it sounded like a girl's voice..." they pause, "we don't have any women out scavaging,"

"Well, someone's out there who isn't a part of us. It's also a girl, she's out here..." I hear the other say.

I look down to where I am, I'm in the open with dead bunny in the "trap". Light snow is around the roots of the trees, with the bark covered in frost. I look around to try and find a tree. I run over to the closest one, looking up. I can climb up this one, the branches are low enough and it goes pretty high. I don't think any longer. I grab onto the first branch and haul myself up, climbing as fast as I could. My feet slip when my shoes try to get up the tree, the frost making it hard. My middle fingers sting from the deep cut in the tips, that are digging into the bark. Hopefully they don't see me scrambling up this tree...or hear me.

I should've run...but if I did, I could have went the way they were and run into trouble. I wish Joel was here, he'd protect me and know what to do.

"I think she's gone by now boss, let's just get our last catch and head back," I hear the man say.

Without any warning, I see the two men emerge from a clump of trees. They are camouflaged with white and brown clothes with masks over their heads. On top of their heads, looks like a hard hat under the masks. Maybe bulletproof? Damn. Plan number 2 wouldn't work if I needed to shoot them from up here. They have guns too, so that wouldn't be smart of me. They probably have handguns hidden somewhere on their bodies. So...I need to stay quiet and hopefully they won't see me.

"This is a pretty big bunny, probably good since winter has started. Our people will be happy," the taller one says.

"Yes, a very good catch. Not much blood either besides the one...on...the...Hey there's a spatter of blood here and it couldn't be the bunny's,"

I swear under my breath.

"Why can't it be the bunny's?"

"Well," says the man, "the bunny is here and no blood spattered, it's all under it. So...how did this blood appear a foot from it?"

"The girl we heard, she did say she cut her finger. She must've been right..." they both pause.

Both of them looking at each other and then around the area. One motions to the other, "walk around", from what I understood. They nod and start to wander around. The taller man walks around to the closest trees, looking around and up them. The other man looks around in the bushes.