Unravel

Till death do us part

Samone grasped the first infected by the throat, quickly putting him in a choke hold before aiming her pistol at the second and third ones that were running at her with speed.

After shooting the second in the head, she switched aim and shot the third. With the short amount of time she had before a fourth came straggling along, she grabbed the infected and put the gun against its temple. She groaned in anger realizing she ran out of bullets once she heard a tick from the gun after pulling the trigger.

As she struggled with the infected trying to bite her while she swapped out her gun for a melee weapon, an even stronger anger grew inside of her after hearing clicks to the right of her. She grunted, threw the infected back and with almost no force, her machete collided with it's neck, slicing its head straight off its body.

Sam huffed and composed herself. She crouched low and quietly crept up behind the clicker, slamming her machete through its thick armored head with as much force as she could muster up. Its' clicks gradually came to a stop as it fell to the ground with a thud.

She bent down, snatching the machete out of its head and with a quick flick of her wrist she sent the blood flying, easily cleaning off her beloved weapon.

With angry stomps, she marched through the abandoned library. She swung the blade out to her side, a metallic screech sounding slightly before the shattering of glass. She'd broken a window to the library, hoping to cause a commotion.

"Come out, fuckers!" She had nothing but complete malice in her heart as she hollered with the hope that more infected would come running out.

She wasn't usually this reckless and impulsive, but she was beyond furious, if that wasn't obvious enough. She and Ellie had gotten into one of their biggest arguments yet and now she was on a destructive path.

"I'm not letting you go alone" Ellie was now blocking the only way to exit their shared apartment.

"Well Mar-"

"I don't care what Maria fucking said."

"Well I don't know what you want me to do. Everyone else is either injured, like you for example, or has been working for days straight. I have to go. I wanna go."  Samone motioned towards Ellie's broken and sling clad arm when mentioning the others who had recently been wounded during patrol.

There had been at least 10 of them, gone off to help kill a hoard of 4 dozen or so infected. Samone's mother and Ellie were two of the 10 to go. Things ended in a blaze of fire, only 3 making it out alive.

Unfortunately, Samone's mother was not one of them.

Samone had been taking it hard. Typically for her, that included days at home just eating snacks and crying to herself. But with the lack of people available for patrol, she was needed to step up. Now it was like a drug and she couldn't do anything, but work.

Ellie was worried about Samone's health. She didn't even look the same any more.  Her usually full face now lacked even a spoon of ice cream and was replaced with a slim structure . Her eyes red, from lack of sleep. Her darling curls, no longer there as she'd had a moment of distress and took a razor to her head.

She surely wasn't the same Sammy that Ellie had fallen in love with.

She'd become so much more void of emotion, other than the fits of anger she threw.

Ellie would go days without seeing her because she would stay out, not coming home.

But she loved her.

So she would stay and fix her. For she knew exactly what this heartbreak felt like.

"That should be a prime example of why you don't go alone Samone."

"I don't care, I need to go."

"You'll end up just like your mother if you go."

"What in the actual fuck did you just say?" Sam stopped, completely thrown off. She was instantly put into an enraged frenzy.

"Love, you know I-" Samone cut her off, having an inhuman strength to a usually stronger Ellie, and threw her to the side. Ellie hit her already broken arm against the wall and let out a blood curdling scream of pain. Samone didn't stop for a second as she  slammed open the door and stormed out.

Samone shook off a few seconds of guilt as she thought back to how much pain Ellie had sounded like she was in. Once she realized her loud shout had actually attracted a pair of clickers, she went back into a cocky state of hers. She hopped behind a nearby book cart as the clickers turned their heads in different directions using their echolocation to try to find where the sound had come from.

They were connected by their arms. It was as if before the two had died, they'd sewn their arms together. They looked as though, soon enough, they'd easily turn into a shambler. It would have easily been the biggest one she'd ever seen; having never seen a shambler that was not just one infected, but two. They were absolutely huge and so scary. Her machete wouldn't take them out, their heads were far too strong.

And she had run out of ammo a while ago. She cursed herself in her head for running out of the apartment in such a hurry, without even thinking to bring anything else.

Fuck. Sam studied the gigantic monster from behind the cart, knowing she was running out of time before it located her. i'm fucking screwed.

A/n: hello hello helloooo! I just want to say thank you for all of the support on all of my one- shots-the comments, votes, and even just reads. It means a lot to me <3. Thank you for reading this short and all over the place 2- parter. The second will probably be coming soon if anyone other than "boo" cares ;P

ps. PLEASE DON'T HATE ME FOR ELLIE BARELY BEING IN THIS PART. also sorry, its a bit rushed. I'll edit it later. xoxo