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TLDR:

Basically trying to figure out wtf I wanna post and figured I should ask the near infinite void of info that is the internet...

A prompt, an idea, anything...

(basically writers block so feel free to spitball)

#plz help #no ideas #mind empty #writerscommunity #writers block #any ideas?#blerp

Okay I did some digging for a potential plot for season 2 of Blue Eye Samurai and I think I have an idea on what they have in store for us:

1) We know S2 will take place during the late 1650s to 1660.

2) We know Mizu and Fowler are taking a boat to London.

3) After some digging, I found out that not only does the Golden Age of piracy Start a few years before the season 1 finale (1650) but one of the most famous and ruthless pirates in all of history was around during this time: François L’Olonnais.

Conclusion: S2 will likely involve Mizu finding out Skeffington or Routely are in the Caribbean and they work out a deal with L’Olonnais to find/kill Skeffington and Routely thus bringing Mizu’s quest for vengeance to a close.

Side Note: This is just a main plot summary not the full season so there’s probably gonna be stuff I missed

#blue eye samurai season 2 #mizu blue eye samurai #abijah fowler #blue eye samurai season 2 prediction

FINALLY NETFLIX MAKES AN ANIMATED PROJECT THAT DOESN’T SUCK!!!!

(Scott Pilgrim is cool too ig)

But it’s been YEARS since Netflix made an anime original that was THIS GOOD and refurbished it for a second season WITHIN A MONTH OF RELEASE!!!!

I have really high hopes that Netflix goes through with a second season cause this and Scott pilgrim restored my faith in them.

#blue eye samurai #netflix #mizu blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai season 2

Update Post

First off: Happy Memorial Day!

Secondly: I hope you're all enjoying your summer as much as I am. I for one have high hopes for the new spiderverse movie coming out in June

#memorial day #spiderverse

Update Post

Hey guys, just wanted to post something to fill the void lol

I did see Guardians of the Galaxy 3 yesterday which was cool, other than that nothing too eventful.

As always enjoy the little things and all that

#update post #enjoy the l

Update Post

Hey guys, just wanted to post something since I haven't in a while. I hope you all are doing well and enjoying your time on Tumbr.

Just remeber to take a break every once in a while though, to enjoy the little things in life.

#update post #enjoy the little things #take a break #relax

Good News And Bad News

Hey guys, I know I haven't been posting for a while. I've been busy with other stuff. So I have good news and bad news:

Good News:

I'm going to try to keep up a weekly post update at minimum due to my long absence from my blog

Bad News:

Due to writing it for so long, I've decided to take a break from my TLOU 3 Fanwrite. As much as I like the project I wanna branch out to other creative mediums for future endeavors. In other words I got burnt out. But If I feel up to it I'll continue posting more TLOU content.

The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 11)

Author’s Note:

This fan write of the 3rd addition to The Last Of Us franchise is completely fan made, I own zero rights to the game, tv show, or merchandise. Any and all properties of this franchise are owned by Naughty Dog Studios, Sony Computer Entertainment, Sony Interactive Entertainment, and PlayStation Studios. And of course, please support both the previous games, as well as the HBO series.

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 30: Three Years Later…

Three years have passed since Deacon’s attack on the FO Stadium in Denver. Jackson is thriving and starting to expand its safe zones. Ellie and Dina help run a coffee business called “Bean Around the World”, Lev leads a scavenging and hunting group to help gather supplies, and Abby helps out with clearing infected zones and the occasional vet job once in a while. As for Deacon, he helps Tommy with his gun depot business he set up a couple years prior and also helps Maria with managing political issues in Jackson.

But today was different, today (due to a TON of bribery done on Deacon’s part) Deacon managed to set up a massive festival in honor of Jackson’s 41st anniversary. As well as mourn the lost friends and family along the way.

Much to Deacon’s surprise, Maria had told him that the Council had wanted to have the event at the old ski lodge near the outer territories of Jackson. Deacon didn’t like the idea, due to the open area and lack of easy getaway routes, but figured that with a decent sized patrol and guard that it would be fine.

“YO D!! Abby needs your help clearing out the ski lodge for the festivities tonight!” Lev yells from the lobby of Tommy’s gun store. Deacon puts down the rifle he was cleaning and heads down to talk. Deacon noticed that Lev had grown like a bean pod- tall and skinny to be precise- but was fairly well fit due to both his scavenging job, and Abby’s workout regiment (which in all honesty was just splitting and cutting trees for timber but Deacon didn’t think it was smart to judge).

“Sorry about that, I’ve just been busy. How bad is it at the lodge?” Deacon asks. Lev crosses his arms and shakes his head “Not great, there’s a good sized herd of Infected near the lodge, and to top it off; we’re supposed to be getting a horde migration sometime soon” Lev says with a sigh.

Deacon scratched his head, he and Abby had talked about how to deal with the giant, fungal-infested, man eating elephant in their backyard. “Abby and Maria are at the Council House talking it over, trying to see if it’s worth the work we gotta put in to clear it out” Lev adds, arms still crossed.

“I’ll head over there, maybe ask some of the new recruits if they can help clear out the infected already there. I’ll talk it over with Abby and Maria” Deacon says as he pats Lev on the shoulder and heads out to the Council House.

God I hope this goes well

Chapter 31: Politics And Such & Such

The Council House was fairly large, due to it being an old Bank building before the Outbreak. Deacon never liked it though. The weird smell, the tacky decor, even the Council was dull. But, as Thatch always used to tell D, “Can’t clean a barn if you can’t handle the smell of shit”. Deacon stops for a second on his way inside, still torn up about his father’s death when they came back from Denver.

Supposedly, Thatch had a stroke due to the high caliber medications he was taking and his body couldn’t handle the side-effects. But even though he’s gone, Thatch can swear he hears his voice whispering in his ear, guiding and teaching him from beyond the grave. Either that, or he’s finally lost it and should go see a therapist.

Regardless, he had a job to do, and going down memory lane wasn’t gonna help fix society.

Meanwhile, Ellie sits on the front porch of her and Dina’s house in Jackson. It was a nice little spot in the more forested area of the town, but still close enough to walk to the town square. She liked it, a balance between people and nature. Suddenly, JJ sneaks up and covers her face while she plays her old guitar “HAHA NOW YOU’RE BLIND” he says triumphantly, like a little supervillain. “Oh nooooooo, tina haaaaaaands, my weakness” Ellie says, both weakly and sarcastically as she pretends to faint from the child’s tiny grasp before scooping him up.

“Hey! No Fair!” JJ says as he struggles against his stepmom

“All’s fair in love and war little man, besides, you suck at stealth” Ellie says pridefully

“Nuh-uh!” JJ retorts with a harumph

Ellie laughs as she puts down the little 4 year old as she looks back to her painting she was working on. The piece, although unfinished, was by far the best she had done since painting JJ’s room a year ago. She grabs the canvas and sets it in her studio as she and JJ walk to the cafe to see Dina. As they walk, JJ decides to break the silence.

“Hey Ellie, how many Infected have you killed?”

“Too many to count little man”

“What about people?”

“A little less than that, but still a lot”

#the last of us #abby the last of us #ellie tlou #lev tlou #tommy miller #joel miller #dina tlou #last of us fanfiction

The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 10)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

PS: Thank you to those of you who've read this Fan Write up to this point, I never intended on this being a prolonged thing but here we are. So thanks for reading!

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Chapter 28: A Forgotten Fury

Samson sat in his room, looking at the portrait of his father as he took a heaping gulp of vodka down his throat. “Dad… Wherever the fuck you are… Could you give me a sign?” he whispers to himself, hoping the painting would spring to life and give him his much needed wisdom, but nothing happens.

Suddenly, Pito enters his room, panting repeatedly like a rabid dog. “Samson… Shiva and Gunji were attacked… the slaves escaped… they-” he says panting before Sam turns around “Where’s Shiva?” he says, a bit of worry in his voice. Pito shakes his head before getting pushed out of the way by Samson.

No no no no no no Sam mutters in his head as he rushes to the infirmary. He kicks in the door and almost falls at the sight of his comrades.

Gunji had two stab wounds in his stomach, and another on his left cheek.

Then he looked at his beloved Shiva and felt his stomach drop to his feet. “She’s alive but she has sustained major physical trauma and won’t recover for a long time” a medic says as she looks at the War Queen in pity.

Samson sits next to his wife, caressing her bandaged head before softly crying into his hand…

Back in Jackson, Ellie struggles to play her guitar with her prosthetic fingers she got from Dina. She was making progress, sort of. She looks out from Dina’s porch and sees Abby walk up onto the porch “For a chick with two missing fingers, you’re not half bad” she says as she holds up a bottle of booze and sits down. “Did any of the wolves play any instruments? Or were you all too strict and rugged for such pompous pleasantries” Ellie asks jokingly as she takes a swig of the brew, and wincing at the taste of it. Abby laughs and grabs the bottle from her “Now that you mention it, a friend of mine used to. Manny” she says, looking at the bottle. “Whatever happened to him anyhow? I never ran into him” Ellie says as she puts the guitar down. Abby looks out into the dark streets of Jackson and lets out a sigh “He got his head blown off trying to help me get Tommy” she says as she lifts up her glass. “Godspeed you son of a bitch” Abby toasts before taking a swig and leaning back in the chair.

“I better get inside, Dina says I’m on baby duty tonight” Ellie says as she gets up. Abby lets out a chuckle “From gutting Seraphites to changing diapers, oh how modernity changes us” she says jokingly. Ellie lets out a soft laugh before heading inside, “Wait a minute Ellie” Abby says before she shuts the door

“Yeah, what is it?” Ellie asks

Chapter 29: Making Peace for the Better

Abby freezes up for a minute before clearing her throat. “Why did you spare me back in Santa Barbara? I was right there, you could’ve gotten your vengeance… but you backed out” she says, scratching the back of her head nervously. Ellie lets out a sigh before walking back out and shutting the door “Before I spared you, I saw Joel. The night before he died” she begins as she and Abby sit down. “He wasn’t angry or mad, just… happy. I’ll admit Joel has done some stupid shit but killing your dad was probably the stupidest thing he ever did. I guess he kinda knew it was his time.” Ellie says as she looks out at the night sky.

Abby stares at the stars “Do you think those FO fuckers will come back? After everything we did?” she says worryingly. Ellie sits in silence before getting up “They’ll have to get through us to get to our people” she says as she looks at Abby and holds out her hand.

Abby is a little confused, but Ellie elaborates “Neither of us were right for what we did, but we can try to make up for it. Try to be better for those we care about” she says “So how’s about it Anderson? Are we even?”.

Abby lets out a snicker before shaking Ellie’s hand, “Sweet dreams Williams, tell Dina I said hi”.

Ellie laughs a little before giving Abby a thumbs up and shutting the door. Abby walks off into the night and heads home where Deacon and Lev are staying. Both were watching an old comedy movie from before the Outbreak, something about laser sword rings and a floating RV. The other two offer her to join them but Abby refuses, instead heading upstairs to get some much needed rest.

Deacon shrugs off Abby's refusal to join them in movie night and lets Deacon shrugs off Abby's refusal to join them in movie night and lets out a sigh. "What's up with you? You seem... oddly relaxed given everything that happened back in Colorado. Are you sure you're okay?" Lev asks as he eats a handful of popcorn. Deacon looks at him for a moment before letting out a snicker "It's nothing, just figured Abby would wanna hang out with us is all. Oh well, her loss I guess" he says, dismissing Lev's concern. Lev gives him a look of uncertainty before giving it a rest "If you need anyone to talk to about it, me and Abby are more than happy to hear you out D" He says as he gets up to leave. Deacon looks up at him "You too huh? Guess Sci-Fi Comedies are an acquired taste these days" he says as he turns off the tv and goes to bed "Goodnight Lev". Lev looks back at his friend and gives him a smile "Goodnight D, See you tomorrow".

Deacon looks at him for a moment before letting out a snicker "It's nothing, just figured Abby would wanna hang out with us is all. Oh well, her loss I guess" he says, dismissing Lev's concern.

Lev gives him a look of uncertainty before giving it a rest "If you need anyone to talk to about it, me and Abby are more than happy to hear you out D" He says as he gets up to leave.

Deacon looks up at him "You too huh? Guess Sci-Fi Comedies are an aquired taste these days" he says as he turns off the tv and goes to bed "Goodnight Lev".

Lev looks back at his friend and gives him a smile "Goodnight D, See you tomarrow".

(Sorry for taking so long to upload, between Easter and other stuff I've been pretty preoccupied. Also school, work, etc.)

#the last of us #abby the last of us #ellie tlou #lev tlou #tommy miller #joel miller #dina tlou #last of us fanfiction

The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 9)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 24: …Look For the Light

Lev wakes up after being knocked out during the ambush at the bus. He looks around the room he’s in to get a better layout of the situation. The room was dimly lit, but tidy. It had a heavy smell of cigarette smoke and candle wax. Eventually a door behind her swings open, and the voice of his captor is revealed.

“Hello little one… Enjoying yourself?” Gunji says as he sits down in the seat across from him. Lev tries to get out of the chair but can’t move his hands. He then looks down and sees they’re bound to the chair he’s sitting in.

“My friends are gonna find me. And when they do, I’ll gut you like the bloated pig you are” Lev snaps. Gunji lets out a deep chuckle and gets up from his seat. His steps echoing throughout the room like thunder “I’d like to see you try. BOYS!” the warlord says as his guards enter the room “Take him to the arena, lets see what the little brat can do” he says maliciously as the two goons grab Lev and take him away.

“LET ME GO!!! I’LL GUT YOU!!! YOU’RE ALL GOING TO BURN!!! YOU’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!” Lev yells, kicking and screaming to get the guards off of him before they knock him out again.

Meanwhile, Deacon and the others are sneaking around the sewers to reach the stadium without raising suspicion. “Alright, we should be just outside the stadium. Abby, Ellie, Butch and Mitch will be in charge of rescuing Lev. While Me, Dina and Specks plant the explosives. Any objections?” Deacon says as they reach a sewer grate. “As long as we’re out of this sewer” Abby says in disgust. The groups climbs up the ladder and split up. Deacon’s group heads towards the lower levels and Abby’s group heads towards the upper floors and roof to find Lev.

Inside the stadium, Lev wakes up in a cell, handcuffed to a metal pole in the back of the room. He can hear the other prisoners, groaning lifelessly. “Welcome to the Barracks kid” a frail looking woman says next to Lev. “Barracks? What are you-” Lev tries to say before the woman cuts him off “Quiet, guards are coming” she says as the thundering steps of combat boots echo through the halls. “Alright shitbags, Lord Gunji wants to have one last big show before we pack up and head to Hoovertown so try to make tonight's show a little… enthusing” a guard says as he laughs before a series of gunshots echo through the stadium.

“What the- Hey what the hell’s going on out there?” the guard asks over a walkie talkie. The voice on the other hand whimpers in pain before a familiar voice echoes through which puts a smile on Lev’s face “Hey there assholes, I’m back” Deacon says on the other end.

Chapter 25: Intruders

Deacon drops the walkie on the ground before cushing it under his boot. “Alright guys, let’s go raid that armory” he says to Dina and Specks, who both give him a nod as they run through the stadium corridors while alarms blare through the speakers.

“ATTENTION FORGOTTEN BRETHREN!!! IT APPEARS THAT OUR TRAITOROUS FALSE BROTHER- DEACON THOMAS- HAS THREATENED OUR HAPPY HOME! SO DO LORD GUNJI AN HONORABLE SERVICE AND KILL THIS RAT FACED BASTARD!!!” DD yells through the PA system.

Deacon’s group eventually find the armory and grab a few duffle bags from carrying the bombs to carry their- as Deacon would say- “newly found” weapons. “Isn’t this a little wrong Deacon, I mean, won’t they need these to protect themselves against the infected or other groups they might come across” Specks asks as he puts a few handguns in his bag. Deacon opens his mouth to answer the question before Dina speaks up “Maybe they should’ve thought of that before kidnapping Lev” she says flatly, giving Deacon a “how did I do boss?” type of look.

But before Deacon can get a word out he stops and hears an ear piercing screech of metal on metal “Oh shit, it’s worse than I thought, they're gonna make him compete in the tournament” he says worryingly. “Tournament? What tournament Deacon?” Specks asks before he receives his cruel answer.

“LADIES AND GENTLE TURDS WE HAVE DECIDED TO PERSUADE OUR LITTLE INTRUDERS BY HAVING THEIR LITTLE FRIEND COMPETE IN OUR AGE OLD TRADITION: THE FUNGAL FIRE PIT!! NOW WITH CLICKERS!!” DD says, almost advertising the ungodly pit of fire and fungus in the center of the stadium.

Abby and her team look down and see Lev, along with a few other prisoners, run out of the pit. “LEV!” Abby yells before getting shot at. “Abby! We need to wait for Deacon’s signal before we head down there!” Mitch says before getting a bullet through his skull, causing Butch to charge at the goons in a blood rage. Abby and Ellie meanwhile head down to save Lev from Gunji and DD before he gets turned into an infected chum pile.

Deacon’s group meanwhile, reaches the Gas Room for the arena. “Finally, let's hurry up and get these bombs planted before-” Deacon says before a shadow darts out of the room and elbow shoves him into a pipe on the right side of the room.

“Hello Deacon, miss me?” the voice says before revealing themself

Chapter 26: Shiva and Gunji

“Shiva, long time no see, how’s your asshole for a husband doing?” Deacon says as he tries to get up, wincing in pain. Shiva laughs before Dina grabs a pipe and smacks her in the face and stomach “SHOVE THIS BITCH” she yells as Shiva hits the floor before grabbing the pipe and kicking Dina in the ribs. Specks looks around before darting into the maze of pipes and valves “Aww he’s scared, shame, the scrawny ones scream the loudest” Shiva says as she picks up Dina by her shirt collar.

“Now, back to our previous discussion, he’s doing quite well. In fact, I enjoyed beating his face in with that crowbar before your shitty uncle got in the way, shame what happened to him. Saved his brother for sure, but in the end he couldn’t save himself” Shiva says tauntingly.

Deacon gets up and cracks his neck “Oh ho ho ho, you’re so fucking dead bitch” he says as he bull rushes her with a wrench. Shiva drops Dina and tries to swing but Dina hits her in the liver with her knee and runs to the pipes after Specks while Deacon continues fighting with Shiva.

Back in the Fungal Fire Pit, Ellie and Abby bust through the gate entrance and help Lev and the other prisoners. They push the infected back before a deep, guttural horn sound echoes through the stadium. “MY TURN BITCHES” Gunji says as he jumps down into the pit, his club and mini riot shield in hand. Abby charges at him before getting hit in the stomach by the club, but Ellie side-steps next to Gunji and stabs him in the stomach, the fat warlord groaning in pain before laughing a deep, sinister laugh.

“Nice blade bitch, but it’ll take more than that to stop me” Gunji says with a laugh before Lev jumps onto his back and starts punching him in the face, screaming as loud as he can before taking a knife and stabbing Gunji in the cheek. “AH YOU LITTLE SHIT, MY FUCKING CHEEK” he says as he throws Lev off his back before pulling the blade out of his cheek, blood gushing out of his mouth as he screams in pain.

He glares daggers at Lev and Ellie before Abby runs up behind him and impales him through the stomach with a spear. “You should’ve gone for the head you fat fuck” she says before yanking the spear out of Gunji’s stomach as he falls to the ground, blood leaking out onto the arena floor.

Lev runs up and hugs Abby, who tosses the spear and returns the hug “Hey, you okay Lev, did they hurt you?” Abby asks worryingly. Lev laughs a little, “No, no, I’m okay” Lev responds before Ellie steps in “Hey, sorry to interrupt the reunion but we gotta go before this place gets turned to rubble” she says. Abby and Lev nod in agreement as the three of them head out to find Deacon’s group and leave.

Chapter 27: A Warrior’s Rage

Shiva and Deacon continue to fight, running and dodging each other through the maze of gas pipes and dead ends. But eventually Shiva pins Deacon against the wall and takes a pipe to his leg, causing him to scream in anguish. “Oh Sammy’s gonna enjoy tearing you apart boy, just like he did to that whore you loved so much, I forgot her name… Molly, Angelina, Irene?” Shiva taunts before Deacon screams and sinks his teeth into her ear and tears it clean off, spitting it in a barrel of gasoline. “Her name… was Mileena… you bitch” he pants, spitting out blood before taking his wrench and clubbing Shiva in the skull.

But he keeps going. Over, and over, and over again. Before Dina grabs his hand and stops him “Deacon stop” she says. Deacon snaps out of it long enough to see the damage he had caused. Shiva’s face was unrecognizable, it was nothing more than a mound of beaten flesh and broken bone coated in human blood, which had covered Deacon from head to stomach.

“Guys! We found Lev, lets get the fuck outta- woah” Abby says as she barges through the door. Ellie looks over her shoulder and freezes up, before hurling her lunch at the sight of Shiva's lifeless body.

The group eventually leave and give the prisoners from the arena an old prison bus that the FO’s used for supply runs to thank them for helping clear out the base before the stadium erupts with fiery explosions which echo through the city of Denver like thunder.

The drive to Jackson was quiet. No one talked, the only noises being the sound of the shower, the radio, and the road itself. As well as the occasional infection that might've run into the road.

Deacon meanwhile, lies in his room, unable to sleep from what he had done.

Did I go too far?

Did I cross a line?

No. I did what I had to.

But did I go too far?

What’ll happen now?

What about the others?

Questions riddled his mind before he drifted into unconsciousness.

#the last of us #abby the last of us #ellie tlou #lev tlou #tommy miller #joel miller #dina tlou #last of us fanfiction

The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 8)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 21: Gunji’s Stadium Spectacle

Gunji looked to his soldiers, chanting and cheering as he entered the arena. “LADIES AND GENTLE TURDS! IT IS MY GREAT HONOR TO WELCOME OUR WARLORD SAINT TO OUR GLORIOUS ARENA TO JOIN US IN TONIGHT'S ENTERTAINMENT!!” The announcer roared as the crowd erupts in joy. Gunji knew that the announcer had spunk, but this was a whole different animal. Guess the people don’t call you “The Decibel Dominator” for nothing.

“IN THIS CORNER WEIGHING IN AT 250 POUNDS OF PURE FORGOTTEN MUSCLE… OUR WAR QUEEN: SHIVA!!!” DD roars as Shiva exits her spot in the arena pumping her fist in the air to rile up the crowd.

“AND IN THIS CORNER, WEIGHING IN AT 300 POUNDS OF FUNGAL PLATING! OUR INFECTED CHAMPION: BIBSY THE BLOATER!!!!” DD adds, fueling the crowd further before ringing the bell and starting the match.

DD walks up from the announcer booth and joins Gunji in the festivities. “How is the search for Deacon and his father coming along my lord?” he asks the warlord who drinks some mead and grumbles to himself. “Thatch the Bastard shook us off near the Rockies and hasn’t been seen since.” Gunji says as he sets his drink next to his newest bride.

“Rumor has it, they may have headed South towards Texas to cross into Mexico. Not that they’d last long there anyhow” DD says as he fiddles his thumbs. Gunji laughs before grabbing his wife’s waist and caressing her hair. “Mmmm, as much as I love killing traitorous bastards like Deacon and his asshole father. A pretty lady like Ismelda here is the next best thing” he says before letting the girl go.

“Yah know boss, I also heard that Deacon’s riding with a new lady friend, she’d be a nice addition to your… collection” DD says with a snicker, an evil smirk growing across his painted face. “DD, you will always be my favorite soldier, how about you and some of my boys head to the Northern Border of the city. Do a little recon and all. Help take the edge off” Gunji says as he pats DD’s shoulder and smiles.

DD and the warlord laugh as Shiva roars in the arena below and the referee sounds off the finisher bell, signaling the end of the match.

“Well, I gotta get back to my booth, but I’ll fit it into my schedule tomorrow boss” DD says as he gets up to leave.“Of course DD, see you then” Gunji says before lighting up a cigar and blowing out a cloud of gray smoke, which fills the room and causes his guards to cough.

Chapter 22: Bomb Ala Ambush

As Deacon and Ellies group cross into the Colorado wilderness, Specks enters the “living room” of the bus with a box of explosives. “Finally, it only took about 4 hours but I’ve got the bulk of our demolition supplies made and ready” he sputters as he sets the crate on the end table with a grunt.

Abby and Ellie look at the box, the bombs looked legit but they couldn’t guarantee that they’d work. “So you’re our demolition expert? No offense Specks but you’re not really… uh…” Abby says, trying not to offend the small nerdy kid before Ellie interrupts. “Ignore her, the bombs are fine Specks, why don’t you take a breather and have something to eat before we reach Denver” she says as sets the box of explosives underneath the table. Specks gives them both a nod and heads to the back of the bus where the beds were located.

“Listen here Abby, I don’t know how your people did things before you split off from them. But where I’m from, we don’t judge people based on appearances. We judge them by their actions.” Ellie says as she follows Specks to the back of the bus and lays down with Dina in their bunk.

Abby lets out a sigh before joining Deacon at the front of the bus. Deacon, who took the liberty of shaving the rats' nest he called a beard down to a more dignified stubble, was listening to a cassette playlist labeled D & T’s Road Trip Tunes. “Anything good?” Abby asks as she sits down next to Deacon. Deacon looks at Abby and chuckles “Nothing I haven’t heard before, Lev seems to like some of the less screamo music. Maybe I’ll find some blank CD’s I can-” Deacon says before an arrow flies through the air and hits his shoulder, causing him to scream in pain “GOD DAMMIT SONOFABITCH!!” he curses out as the bus swerves to a stop and the road is surrounded by smoke. “Shit! It’s an ambush! Everyone get down!” Abby yells as gunfire erupts from the nearby forest before it suddenly stops.

Deacon winces in pain as he pulls the arrow out of his arm “Shit, Gunji must’ve sent scouts out his way to find my dad. Stay low and stay quiet” Deacon whispers as he grabs his rifle underneath his seat and leans against one of the booths.

“LADIES AND GENTLE TURDS!! HUNTING SEASON IS OFFICIALLY OPEN AND LORD GUNJI NEEDS SOME NEW SLAVES!!! FIRST CATCH GETS A FREE SET OF WHEELS!!!” a strange voice echoes through the smoke.

“Ah shit its DD” Deacon says under his breath, hitting his head against the booth.

“Uhh who?” Lev says from the bunks before a bunch of voices echo around the bus.

Chapter 23: When you're lost in the darkness…

Deacon wraps his shoulder and tosses a molotov out an open window of the bus before unloading a whole magazine of ammo into the smoke before ducking back down to avoid being shot. “Specks how quickly can you get us some pipe bombs” Abby says as she crawls over to the nerdy chemist, who’s cowering in the bunk room. “Uh-uh a few minutes, why?” he asks. Abby gives him a smirk “They wanna smoke us out, let's blow em out” she says as she cocks her shotgun and shoots a goon who tried to climb in through the back door.

“Alright, just get me to the kitchen part of the bus, and you’ll get yourself a set of bombs” Specks says as he takes a breath. Meanwhile; Ellie, Dina, and Deacon are taking out FO’s left and right. Trying to clear out the bus so they can escape.

Deacon looks out to the right of the bus and sees an old house with a FO goon with a machine gun turret mounted at a window. “Ellie! On your right! Turret on the second floor window!” he yells as Ellie shoots the bastard before he can gun down the bus. “How many more are there?!?” Dina asks loudly as she hands Deacon his rifle back after reloading it. “DD’s gotta be close! Fucker has a real hard on for adrenaline rushes and that type of shit!” Deacon yells before hearing Lev yell from the back.

“LEV!!!” Abby yells before ducking back to avoid getting shot “YOU FUCKERS!!! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU” she roars before unloading a whole rifle magazine into the smoke but it was too late…

Lev was gone.

“THANKS FOR THE SACRIFICE SUCKAS!!!!” DD yells through a megaphone before he and his goons drive off towards the stadium.

As the smoke clears Abby collapses onto the ground and starts to cry. She let Lev down, and now she was gone. “Lev… I’m sorry…” she says before Deacon comes up from behind her and places a hand on her shoulder.

Abby looks up. She expected Deacon to give her a pep talk or some kind of speech, but he was dead silent. In fact, the only thing on Deacon's face was a look of pure rage.

“Abby. Don’t cry. Don’t give these fuckers the satisfaction of your tears. Because I promise you…” Deacon says as he looks down at her.

“That if a single hair on that boy’s head is harmed I will wreak havoc upon those bastards” he says as he helps her up.

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The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 7)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 18: Making Deals With Rats

Sam sits in his room, looking out at the vast empty Nevada desert that spreads across the horizon. He notices a group of scavengers enter the compound with a truck load of supplies with them. “Hmmm, not bad, not bad at all” he says to himself as he walks down the group. Their leader, a man nicknamed Packrat by the other FO’s. He was large, fat, and reeked of booze and women’s fragrance. “Ah Sammy! My young friend, how are you doing on this fine day” Packrat says as he pulls out a massive bottle of alcohol “How about a drink? Best booze this side of the desert” he says, handing the bottle to Sam.

“Business first Packrat, then pleasantries” Sam says flatly. He and Packrat head to the throne room. Which in reality was an old cafeteria that the FO’s had converged into a throne room for Sam’s father in the darker days of the outbreak. “Now, what brings you to Hoover? And remember Gunji, I’m not someone who likes to waste time” Sam says sharply as he sits atop his throne. Gunji stutters for a moment before collecting himself “King Samson, we’ve come to offer our services to help catch the traitorous acolytes called Thatch and Deacon” the fat leader says as his men wheel in a cart filled with crates. Gunji waves his hand and the goons open the boxes, revealing a variety of rifles, shotguns, and crossbows. “You supply us with transport, and we’ll not only take care of your fallen comrades, but split the weapon haul 50/50” he says as he dismisses the goons.

Sam couldn’t deny the haul, and Gunji’s scavengers were very impressive trackers, but he let out a sigh. “60/40, 60 for us, 40 for you. After all, we’re giving you transport and a location, we gotta balance the haul somehow. Plus food, gas, and etc.” he says with a grin, hoping to sweeten the fat scavenger’s favor. Gunji gives him a glare before Sam lets out another sigh “I’ll throw in some hooker’s if you get them both back alive” Sam says. Luckily, Sam knew that Gunji was a huge pervert and almost chuckled as the fat bastard’s flat face lit up with greed and lust “You got yourself a deal your Majesty” he says as he gives Sam a light bow as he walks out to greet his troops.

Back in Jackson, Deacon sits with Maria, Abby, Ellie, Dina, and Lev as he gives them photos of some of the FO’s allies. “First off we got Gunji Yamakaji, leader of the Yamakaji Clan which occupies Reno and Carson City, a tank of a man who wields a big ass studded bat and drives in a modified plow truck. He’s got a huge tattoo on his arm and has a pair of earlobe earrings” he says as he tosses a picture of Gunji onto the table. “Next we got Kiara, an expert hunter and tracker who leads a cult of survivors who live near Southern California” he says tossing a photo of Kiara on the table next to Gunji’s. “Next is Pito, a relatively small fella who’s the head of Sam’s scouting and info gathering regiment. Not a fighter, but an expert at stealth and traps” he says as he tosses the photo. “After him we got Shiva, Samson’s wife and Queen of the Forgotten Ones. A tall and muscular woman who could fight a Bloater in a boxing match and win” he says as he tosses her picture atop the pile “and lastly, the leader of this whole group….”

Chapter 19: Samson, King of the Forgotten Ones

“King Samson, leader of the Forgotten Ones and the most dangerous one of them all. He was trained in hand to hand combat by FEDRA officers when he and I went to an academy at the Toledo QZ during the early years of the outbreak” he says holding up the photo “He’s got all the skills of the other four heads of their alliance put together and then some. He’s strong, fast, clever, and terrifyingly deadly” Deacon says as he tosses the photo. “We could probably take ‘em on here right?” Lev says as he looks over some of the photos. “Not a chance. Gunji or Shiva’s troops alone could wipe out Jackson in a day or two. We need a smarter approach” Deacon explains as he sits down.

The group look at each other before Ellie speaks up “Well, where’s their main base? They’ve gotta have some kinda HQ where they all stay at. If we take that out, maybe that’ll level the playing field” She says, crossing her arms. Deacon shakes his head “Hoovertown is too secure, and they have multiple outposts all throughout the American Southwest. From Southern California to Texas, they control all trade and power in those states. Storming Hoovertown would practically be a death sentence”. Abby looks down and examines the maps “What if we just take down the settlements? Steal their supplies, raid their camps, and run back to Jackson before they suspect anything?” Abby asks Deacon.

Deacon scratches his chin “That would work. Killing two birds with one stone. We get our supplies and cripple Samson’s troops” he says as he gets up and labels several cities across the American Southwest States. “Alright. Gunji is likely stationed here, in the Empower Field at Mile High stadium in Denver '' he says as he circles the capital city. “He’ll be our first target. Steal the supplies, blow up the stadium, and if we have to… kill Gunji” he says as he backs away from the table.

Ellie looks at Maria who shakes her head “I can’t give you any of Jackson’s citizens for this endeavor. But I can talk to Tommy and his people to make sure you have whatever you might need for this job. And Deacon, Abby, and Lev…” Maria says, looking at the trio. “Don’t make me bury anyone else unless there's no other choice. Jackson’s people have seen enough funerals.” she says, glaring daggers at Abby and possibly Lev, who both give her a nod.

“Alright, In light of Maria’s request, it’ll just be me, Abby, Lev, Ellie, and anyone else who wants to volunteer” Deacon says as he crosses his arms “Any questions or objections?”. Dina sticks up her hand “How do we know they can’t find Jackson?” she says, hoping her suspicion is just suspicion. Deacon walks over and puts his hand on her shoulder “Dina, you have my word, as long as Jackson’s people are behind these walls, Samson and his people wouldn’t dare attack us first” he says reassuringly. Dina gives him a nod before Maria dismisses everyone.

Chapter 20: Nightmares And Breakfast

Hey cowboy…

You gotta wake up…

And finish what you started…

Fulfill your promise…

No Tears… No Funerals…

Deacon wakes up in his bed, covered in sweat. His head ringing from a headache “Damn nightmares” he grumbles under his breath as he gets dressed. As he walks down he sees Abby and Lev eating breakfast, both are fully ready to head out. “Morning guys, whatcha both eating?” he asks as he makes some coffee and grabs a thermos. Lev looks up, his cheeks so full he looks like a chipmunk, “Homemade Pop-Tarts” he says, his mouth still full of food before he swallows his breakfast.

“Nice, Ellie and Dina all set?” Deacon asks Abby as he twists the lid of the thermos on. Abby chuckles as she puts some food in her bag “Yeah, Tommy told me he’ll be babysitting JJ while we’re out. Surprised Dina is actually coming with” she said solemnly. Deacon tilts his head in confusion before Lev speaks up “We kinda beat the shit out of her and Ellie a while ago… We hope they’re not mad or anything” he says as he gets up and puts away his dishes.

Deacon looks down and nods “I understand. If anything happens just lemme know alright. BOTH of you” he says looking at Abby.

“Oh shut up you dork” she says with a laugh.

The three eventually get ready and head to the stables. Ellie, Dina, and a few other Jackson citizens are waiting for them. “Is this everyone?” Deacon asks Ellie as they enter the stables. “Everyone we can spare” Ellie says as the newcomers walk up behind her “This is Mitch, Specks, and Butch” she says, introducing the newest members of their apocalyptic crusade. Mitch was a slim guy, about Ellie's age, who had a pair of revolvers at his hips and a rifle on his back. Specks was the shortest of the group, wearing a pair of welding goggles on his forehead. He looked like he was about Lev’s age, or a bit older, and he reeked of engine oil and soldering iron. Butch meanwhile was the opposite of Specks. He was tall, muscular, and had a pair of hatchets at his hips. Deacon shakes all their hands and moves on to the bus where Dina is waiting for them. They all board and head to Colorado, ready to tear the EFMH Stadium to pieces.

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The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 6)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 16: Legless Thatch

Deacon sits outside the infirmary, tapping his foot rapidly in impatience, as he waits for the medics to finish checking on his dad. Abby sits down next to him, holding a glass of water “He’ll be fine, worst case scenario he might lose a leg from that arrow wound” she says, trying to cheer him up. Deacon only grunts as he gets up before Jane, Jackson’s resident Doctor, comes in. “Mr. Deacon, a word please” she says, a look of solemnness on her face. “How is he doc? Will he live?” Deacon asks. Jane only nods before handing him his father’s X-rays. “Most of the wounds can be healed with time, except the one on his left calf. In order to ensure his survival, we’ll need to amputate his leg” she says.

Abby gets up and takes a look at the X-rays herself “Just the lower half of it right?” she asks, pointing to the hole in Thatch’s leg. Jane nods “He’s still unconscious, but we’ll need a few things from the supply den so he won’t be in pain during the surgery” she says as she writes something down on a notepad “Morphine would be ideal, but Fentanyl works to” she says, handing the list to Abby.

“Got it, morphine and/or Fentanyl, I’ll be right back.” Abby says as she walks out. Deacon walks up to his father, who's sitting in an old wooden bed while hooked up to a bunch of machinery, “Hey shitass, how do I look?” Thatch says faintly. Deacon chuckles before sitting down next to him “You look like you got shat out by a Bloater and re-eaten by a dog” he says with a smirk. “Abby’s gonna go out and get some meds” he adds, as he grabs an old book off the shelf. “Dumbasses Guide To Surviving the Apocalypse. Ironic huh?” he says holding up the book to his dad. Thatch laughs weakly before coughing from overexerting himself “Yeah…. Ran into Sam by the way” he says as he clears his throat.

Deacon's look of happiness is instantly changed to a look of concern, and slightly anger. “Did he follow you?” he asks, putting down the book and getting up. “Not a chance, at best they’re probably still squatting at the Hoover Dam in Nevada” Thatch says with a scoff. Deacon gives him a stare before looking his father dead in the eyes “There are families here dad, elderly folk, they’ve got nothing to do with what we did” Deacon says as he starts to walk out.

“Deacon wait” Thatch says, stopping the young man in his tracks as he holds the door knob in his hand. Deacon turns around to face his father, who gives him a look of either hope or advice “If you gotta do what I hope you’re gonna do… don’t fuck up” he says. Deacon gives him a nod as he opens the door and walks out “stay in bed, or I’ll cuff you to the radiator” he says, getting a good laugh out of Thatch, which is again followed by more coughing.

Deacon exits the infirmary and looks out towards Jackson, thinking about all the people he might bring into this feud between him and his father, as well as Sam and his army “Alright D, time to get to work” he says as he heads to the armory.

Chapter 17: Revenge is a Fool’s Game

Deacon walks into the armory and is surprised to see Tommy cleaning some of the old guns. “You must be Tommy” he says as he shuts the door behind him. Tommy looks up and chuckles “Yeah, don’t do much shooting anymore after that Abby chick blasted this hole in my head” Tommy says as he points to the milky white eye as he continues cleaning the rifle in his lap “So what can I do for you?”. Deacon pulls out an old US states map and sets it on the table “I’m gonna need a rifle, a shotgun, some pistols, and whatever throwable explosives you got. Ammo too of course” he says as he sits down in front of Tommy. The old man looks down at the map and sees a small area in Nevada circled in red “Now now, hang on kid. I’m not supplying some revenge quest. This place has seen enough of that shit” Tommy says. Deacon lets out a sigh “They kidnapped my father, beat the shit out of him, and torched my home. They’re asking for an asskicking Tommy” he says, prying the older man.

Tommy shakes his head and sets the rifle on a chair to his right “Take it from someone who’s been down that road kid, it’s not one you gotta trek. Me and Ellie did the same thing with Abby and her people and it almost got us both killed” Tommy says, almost in a whisper. Deacon scoffs but Tommy just lets out a sigh “Listen, Maria and her people don’t need any outside problems on our doorstep. Not that I don’t understand where you’re coming from, believe me I’d be all for it. But your father is still alive, it aint worth wasting your life on a revenge mission that doesn’t need to be dealt” he says as he gets up.

Deacon looks down for a minute, and lets out a sigh. “The people who went after Thatch… We rode with them. Their leader Sam and I were like brothers, especially after my dad brought him in after he lost his parents to the infected. But one day, the three of us were running through some old buildings and my dad fell through a collapsed floor. His leg was broken and we couldn’t carry him, but rather than help us hide my dad or find a safe area… he turned tail and ran” he says.

Tommy looks at him in both awe and sympathy “Shit, thats fucked up” he says as he takes a swig of coffee. Deacon shakes his head “Then the fucker tried to accuse my dad and I of hording supplies one winter, after that, me and dad said fuck it and left” Deacon says as he sets his hands in his lap.

Tommy lets out a sigh “I can’t give you any weapons, but I can have the scouts keep an eye out for any clean survivors that might’ve ran with the group. In case their scouts or spies or whatever” Tommy says. Deacon nods his head “I can live with that, on one condition…” he says ominously. “Name your price” Tommy says sarcastically.

“First sign of trouble, you let loose at the fuckers” Deacon says sharply.

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The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 5)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 13: Rip and Tear, Until It Is Done…

Thatch runs through the thick forest, dodging incoming arrows and gunfire as he darts through the trees. “Almost there, just gotta get across the state border and I’ll be in Wyoming within a few hours” he says, almost laughing with joy before crossing into an open highway before hearing that terrible sound…

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!!

The sound echoes through the quiet highway like thunder, getting louder and louder as it speeds up in tempo…

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!!

“No… nononononono NO!” he screams before an arrow flies through the air, piercing his calf as he screams in pain.“AH SHIT HOLY FUCK!!!” he screams as breaks the arrow and pulls it out, using some old rags to bandage the wound.

But it's too late.

His pursuers surround him. Some on foot, most in cars or off road vehicles like four wheelers and bikes. And the ringleader stands in front of him, like a king beneath his slave, atop a semi truck with a throne on the roof. It was covered in pipes and barbed wire, like something in an old biker flick. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t old Thatch Murphy. You thought you could escape after you ripped us all off all those winters ago… but now, after 3 years of searching and sacrifice, we got you by the balls” the ringleader says as they climb down the semi.

The ringleader was tall, about 6 feet by Thatch’s judgment, and fairly built. They had dark skinned arms and held an ax made from an old baseball bat and an old street sign. They also were wearing a black leather jacket, white tank top, and gray jeans. “What are you gonna do? Kill me? HA! Seems like more of a mercy than making me a slave or whatever gets you fuckers off, by the way how’re those Rattler dicks that died out last month? Heard they died nice and-” Thatch snaps before a soldier hits him in the face with a club knocking him to the pavement.

“Pin him to the car” The leader says. The soldiers obey their boss and pin Thatch to the car, Thatch meanwhile lashes out and spits blood at the bastards the whole time they do so.

“GO ON DO IT! WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE IN YOU FUCKERS!!?! WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE IN!?!?!” Thatch yells before they cover his mouth. The leader then takes off his mask revealing himself, “I believe whatever doesn’t kill you, only makes you… Crazier” he says with a wide smile across his scarred face, his teeth yellow and his eyes sunken.

Chapter 14: Separate Ways

Deacon, Abby and Lev exit the truck and walk up to the tower. Much to no one's surprise, it WAS massive. “About 20 floors, you sure you’ll be alright Abby?” Deacon says as Abby grabs the duffle bag and a gas can “Yeah, me and Lev have been through WAY worse than this” Abby says as she and Lev walk up to the door.

Deacon holds up a hand and grabs his banjo, this time playing the riff to “Stairway To Heaven”. Surprisingly, no infected came out or made any noise. “I don’t like that, Maria says the place was full of Infected” Lev says as Deacon throws the banjo over his shoulder. “Probably all went deaf, let’s try something else real quick” he says as he grabs his pistol and shoots a nearby squirrel. He then grabs it, skins it and flings it around a little.

Much to Lev and Abby’s disgust, the smell attracts the Infected and the trio kill them off and move deeper inside…

After a few hours of “extermination work” the building is cleared and the three sit down in an old lobby “Worst. Job . Ever.” Lev says as he tosses his gun onto the table. “Try killing 5 Infected all fused together into one giant blob, now THAT’S a nightmare” Abby says, gloating about her past victories from her days in Seattle. “You mean a Rat King? I’ve only seen one, supposedly they’re only in ground zero areas of the virus. Hospitals, churches, schools, etc.” Deacon explains as he sits down before looking over Abby’s shoulder “Hey look, a recording booth” he says as the two look behind the couch and see the room.

“Finders keepers D, I’m beat for the time being” Abby says, kicking up her boots “Amen sister” Lev says, mimicking Abby’s behavior. “Whatever, If I find anything good it’s mine, no bitching at all” Deacon says as he gets up and walks over to the studio.

Deacon enters the studio and finds what he expected to find: Some records, old radio equipment, and musical instruments. Except theirs one that really catches his eye, an old BC Rich Mockingbird guitar. He grabs the instrument and plugs it into an amp and begins to play.

Someday love will find you

True love won't desert you

You know I still love you

Though we touched and went our separate ways

“Nice singing' D” Abby says, Deacon jumps and sees her and Lev standing in the doorway with huge smirks on their faces. Deacon laughs, puts the guitar in its case, and throws the case over his shoulder. “Lets lock up and head back, we’ll get a cleanup crew set up tomorrow” he says as the three board up and barricade the lower floors of the tower before leaving for Jackson.

Chapter 15: Cuff Love

Thatch wakes up in an old apartment, he gets up before realizing he's cuffed to the radiator. “Ah shit” he says before the leader of his pursuers opens the door with a huge smirk on his face, his yellow teeth showing through just under his gums. “Morning fuckface! Martha made some Venison Gumbo that is to DIE for, try some!” the man says as he sets the tray down and slides it to Thatch.

“Where am I? Hell?” Thatch says as he spit at the bastard who cuffed him. The man cackles with laughter as he sits down on a nearby stool “No, not that there’s much of a difference” he says as he turns to Thatch. “Oh right, we never formally met, Hi! My name is Sam, I’m the leader of this group. We call ourselves the Forgotten Ones” he says as he takes a swig from a canteen in his jacket.

“So why did you try to go to Wyoming of all places? Got some good loot? A settlement?” he asks as he puts the canteen back in his jacket. Thatch curls his finger, signaling Sam to come closer before spitting in his face and biting a piece of his ear off. The leader screams in agony as he covers his ear, his hand slowly filling with blood. “Well then, the hard way it is…” he says before whistling to his subordinates. Three enter the room, one with a bat, another with a crowbar, and another with a hammer. “He’s all yours guys, but try to not kill him… we still need some more slaves” Sam says as he walks out of the room. “No problem boss, we’ll be nice and gentle with this asshole” the woman holding the crowbar says as Sam shuts the door.

Back in Jackson, Deacon and Ellie are going over plans for fortifying the tower before a scream is heard all throughout Jackson. Ellie and Deacon race out and see the commotion and are shocked by what they see. They see Thatch shuffle on horseback before he falls over onto the street, his body covered in burns, bruises, and cuts. “Holy shit, DAD!!” Deacon says as he runs to his father, who only utters a few words:

“The Forgotten… are coming… leave… or be exterminated….” he mutters before Maria and Tommy send a few citizens to bring Thatch to the infirmary.

“What happened to him?” Ellie asks as she catches up to Deacon. Deacon clenches his fists and grits his teeth “Fucking bastard, I knew I should’ve gutted him when I had the chance” he says before storming off in the opposite direction.

Abby comes in with Lev, who were both at the stables and walks up to Ellie “What’s up with D?” Abby asks Ellie. Ellie gives her a shrug “I don’t know, some old guy came in covered in cuts and burns, he must’ve known him” she says before Lev freezes in shock “Thatch” he says as Abby goes after Deacon.

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The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 4)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 11: Meeting the Rent(s)

Deacon stirs in his sleep, dreaming of something that happened a long time ago…

It was Outbreak Day, he was watching cartoons at his mom’s before his Dad and Uncle barged in the house and told him and his mother that Michigan was gonna be bombed to get rid of a massive virus sweeping the planet.

He didn’t know what to do, and before he could do anything he wakes up in his bed, covered in sweat and panting. “Fucking nightmares” he mutters under his breath as he gets up to check the clock in his room. “7:00 am huh? Early enough I guess” he says as he gets up and gets dressed.

As he makes his way downstairs, he notices Abby and Lev sitting with an older woman while eating breakfast. “Hi miss, something I can help you with?” he asks as he fixes his shirt. “My name is Maria, I’m one of the leaders of this place, and I could ask you all the same question” she says sharply as Deacon sits down. “We came here to live here, nothing else to it Maria” he says as he takes a sip from a hot cup of coffee. “Well considering the last time Abby was here she smashed my brother in law’s head in with a billy club, you can understand my concern” she says, giving Abby a glare before Lev steps up. “Past issues aside, we came here for another reason as well” he says, motioning Deacon to speak up.

“Oh yeah, we heard from your friend Ellie that you guys were in need of more ‘higher end’ supplies and figured we could help out” Deacon says, hoping she’ll take the bait. Maria gives the trio each a look before shrugging it off “Well, we have been struggling with communications lately, we’ve had our eye on a radio tower up in the mountains for a few years now. Only problem is: it’s full of Infected”. Deacon scratches his beard “We can clear it out for you, in exchange we get free housing and food for as long as the tower is operational” he says flatly.

Maria gives him a smirk “Quite a tall order, but not even Joel or Tommy were willing to clear out the tower so I suppose if that’s all you want… It’s a deal” she says as she reaches out for a handshake.

“Glad doing' business with you Maria, we’ll just need some directions to get there and some decent firearms. We’ll handle the rest” he says as he shakes her hand. “And while we’re on the subject…” Deacon begins as he pulls out an old leather bound journal from his bag “I’d like to offer you a copy of my father’s prepper guide. It’s got everything you might need in something like today’s world. And some extra stuff. Electrical work guides, blueprints, agricultural how-to’s, everything and anything you’d need for an ‘end of the world scenario’. Free of charge” he says, advertising the book as if it was a religious text.

Maria takes the book and smiles “Let’s get you your gear, and welcome to Jackson”.

Chapter 12: Video Killed My Radio Star

Lev was impressed by how large Jackson was, especially considering how isolated it was. “I haven’t been anywhere like this since I left the Seraphites back in Seattle” he says as he looks around the compound streets before bumping into an older man in a denim jacket “Watch it you little- Hey! You're that Seraphite kid who shot me in the leg!” Tommy explains as Lev backs up. Before Tommy tries anything though, Ellie comes out from behind him and grabs his arm “Easy Tommy, he didn’t mean to bump into you, he’s just not used to Jackson yet. Don’t forget I was the same way once upon a time” she says with a grin. Tommy gives her a look before letting out a sigh “Well, we’ve taken in worse folk I suppose, just keep an eye on that Abby bitch. She still owes me for fucking up my eye” he mutters under his breath.

Ellie looks back at Lev “Don’t worry about Tommy, he can be a bit of an ass. Just try not to get on his bad side, okay?” she says. Lev gives her a nod before Deacon calls out for him. He hurries off to the gate and meets up with Abby and Deacon near a truck”Hop in the backseat, I’m driving” Deacon says as he tosses a duffel full of stuff over the side of the truck and walks around to get in. “Got it” Lev says as he climbs in the backseat.

The trio pull up to the east gate before Dina runs up next to them, Deacon rolls down the window as she hands him a road map “Red path is the quickest route to the Tower, be safe, and if anything happens-” she says before Deacon cuts her off “Turn tail and head home, got it, thanks Dina!” he says as the gates open and they drive off.

While driving Lev pulls out a box of magazines behind Deacon’s seat “Huh, what’s a Playboy” he asks as Deacon looks over his shoulder “Where did you- oh shit this is Tommy’s truck, figures. And don’t read that Lev!” he says before grabbing the magazine and tossing it on the dashboard. “Abby see if they got anything on cassette” he says as Abby shuffles around before pulling out an old Joan Jett cassette from the glovebox “Joan J, never took Tommy for a rock and roll kinda guy” Abby says as she slides the cassette in and turns up the radio.

Lev looks out the window and sees their destination, a massive radio and TV tower on top of a mountain “You gonna be okay Abby, what with your fear of heights and all-” he says before Deacon looks at Abby in shock “NO FUCKING WAY!!” he exclaims with a cackle of laughter “YOU! AFRAID OF HEIGHTS!?!” he says as Abby crosses her arms and faces him. “Well alright asshat, what’s your greatest fear? Rejection or some sad shit?” she says mockingly. Deacon stops laughing and lets out a sigh “Porcelain dolls, like the ones old people have walls of, fucking things are way scarier than any infected I’ve ever seen” he says as he turns up a trail.

Lev lets out a sigh “Mine’s the ocean” he says as Deacon turns down the radio. “Don’t blame you there, plenty of stuff there that creep me the fuck out too” he says as they continue to the tower.

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The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 3)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 9: What Goes “Bump” in the Night

Ellie wakes up in a panic as she looks around her and Dina’s room. It’s okay Ellie, just another damn nightmare she thought to herself. She gets up to make something to drink before Dina grabs her hand “Don’t worry hun, just getting something to calm my nerves, promise” Ellie says as she kisses Dina’s fingers and walks out the door.

Ellie fucking nightmares, ever since she was little. The idea of her mind twisting some of the fucked up shit she’d seen over the years into terrifying monsters or vivid and dark memories that would spiral her into a panic, never sat right with her. She walks downstairs and grabs Joel’s old mug and starts to make some tea, before hearing a knock at her door.

She knew it was one of two things: One, it was some drunk ass from The Tipsy Bison thinking that their house was the local inn; Or it was something else entirely. Regardless, Ellie opens the door and almost cups her hand over her mouth in shock as she sees her late night guest.

“Sup sugar tits? Miss me?” Abby says as she smirks ear to ear before letting out a brief chuckle. Ellie grabs her knife before a strange man comes from behind Abby and disarms her. “Sorry Mrs’ Williams, don’t wanna wake up the kid and your old lady” he says as Abby and Lev walk in. Ellie’s fear overtakes her rage before realizing what this could be, an invasion of Jackson. It all made sense now; the need to find more Fireflies, her and the others being so close to Jackson before they killed Joel, and Ellie was sitting on the floor, in a robe, defenseless. “You lay one finger on either of them and I’ll-” she says quietly before Abby puts up her hand, interrupting her threat “First off: I’m not THAT deranged bitch, Secondly; I came here to talk” she says as she looks to her strange accomplice “Deacon, let her go”. The man gives her a look of concern but obliges nonetheless. “Sorry about the roughhousing miss, you’re the one who pulled the knife out though” he says sheepishly as Ellie grabs her switchblade.

The four of them sit in the living room, Abby and Deacon on the couch opposite of Ellie, and Lev on a sofa to her right. Ellie takes a drink of tea before giving Abby a stare “How’d you dickwads get in anyway? Nobody outside gets inside without clearance or permission” she says before Deacon holds up her answer: A giant plastic bag of weed as big as JJ. “Hey, not everyone can just forget the apocalypse miss, and besides me and Tommy go back” Deacon explains as he sets the bag on the coffee table as Dina rushes down with JJ in her arms. “Well, howdy miss” Deacon says as he tips his hat to Dina, who stares directly at Abby and Lev “What the fuck are you doing in my house” she says flatly as she slowly steps down the staircase. “Weed and action movies? I got the weed part and figured you would provide the rest” Deacon says sarcastically with a loud laugh, prompting JJ to whine a little. “But in all seriousness, we didn’t come here to fight, quite the opposite actually” Abby says as Deacon clears his throat.

The two look at them confused before Abby finishes “We came here to make peace”

Chapter 10: Peace Among Worlds

“Peace? Are you fucking serious?” Dina says before Ellie cuts her off “Hun, I know it’s hard to believe but in all actuality, we started the whole mess in the first place”. Dina gives Ellie a look of both surprise and concern. “Joel killed Abby’s father, Tommy and I killed her friends, and they went through hell to get here, as much as I wanna stick her with my knife, we shouldn’t fight the clean” Ellie says with a heavy sigh. Dina takes a deep breath before looking at Lev “Hey kid, I get one punch to your shoulder, then we’re square” she says as she sets JJ on a highchair next to Ellie. “Fair enough” Lev says as he looks at Abby “What about that Tommy guy? We still gotta see him right?” he asks. Ellie shakes her head “If you thought I was hard to convince, Tommy would be impossible. I mean, Abby did blast a chunk of his face off and you did shoot him in the leg with that bow of yours” Ellie explains.

Abby lets out a sigh and gets up “Yeah best to give him a few days of us being here, maybe you can talk him down a little Ellie?” she says as she throws on a jacket. Ellie takes a sip of coffee and sighs “I’ll try, he left for New York a few weeks ago, but he might pop in soon for the Outbreak Festival”. Lev tilts her head in confusion before Dina explains “It’s an annual festival we have at the end of the summer to celebrate our survival of the apocalypse, it helps people forget the world ended and all that”. Lev nods her head in understanding as the trio leave.

As they walk out, Deacon gives Ellie a brief stare before shutting the door. “Something up D? You look weirded out” Lev asks as they walk onto the street. Deacon sparks up a joint and takes a puff “That Ellie girl, you said she was immune right?” he asks. Abby stops in her tracks “Yeah, why?” she asks. Deacon lets out a deep exhale before giving off a chuckle “Nothing, just was wondering who did her ink, not a lot of tattoo artists these days” he says with a laugh.

Abby gives him a smirk as they move on, Lev catching up before they pass by an old house.

“Is that his house Abby?” Deacon asks as Abby puts her hand to the mailbox

Abby lets out a sigh before backing off “I was so blinded by hate and vengeance, maybe if I just let it go-” she says before Deacon cuts her off. “Listen Abbs, if some schmuck ever kills my dad, I’d do far worse. Just be glad those two forgive you” he says, putting his hand on her shoulder. “Thanks D. Let's get to the Inn, I’m beat” Abby says as the trio head into town.

Back in Port Hueneme, Thatch runs out of the burning wreckage of The Mileena. “Holy shit, holy shit, holy fucking shit” he says as he runs to the old employee garage that he and D had stashed a bunch of supplies and an old pickup truck.

“Gotta find Deacon, before these assholes do” he says as he peels out into the night. The Mileena still burning behind him.

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The Last Of Us Part 3: Fan Write (Part 2)

Author’s Note:

-Stone CL Williams

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Chapter 7: Clicker Lickin’ Good

After a few weeks of driving in the bus; Abby, Deacon, and Lev all stop in Las Vegas after a long stretch of driving for shits and giggles. “So this place was a big city like Seattle?” Lev asks as Deacon opens the bus doors after they stop near an old 711 gas station. “Yep, ‘Sin City’ they used to call it before Outbreak Day happened, I was only a few years old when that whole shit show happened” Deacon says as he steps out of the bus and locks it.

The trio wander the open streets, although Vegas wasn’t nearly as overgrown as Seattle, Abby still had a bad feeling about the once thriving metropolis. “You sure no one lives here Deacon, last thing I wanna go through is another Rattler incident” Abby says as she looks around, checking as many buildings as possible. “For the millionth time Abby: No one goes to Vegas unless their desperate or dead, and in the apocalypse, the last thing on people’s mind is where to cash their checks for the year or spend their cash” he says as he grabs an old magazine and flips through it “Huh, Survival Guides For Suburbians . Ironic” he says flatly as he tosses the magazine into a bush.

They eventually stop at the ruined remains of Hell’s Kitchen and stock up on food “Ya know, my mom taped all 11 seasons of the TV show of this place before outbreak day, I can see if we got any in the van to watch” Deacon says as they board up the door to the once glorious restaurant “But first…” he says before pulling out an old 6 string banjo. He tunes the strings before playing the opening riff to “Here Comes the Sun” by the Beatles. Much to the group's surprise, no Infected show up “What was that for?” Lev asks as Deacon throws the banjo over his shoulder “First off, Infected hate sound; Second of all, I like the Beatles; Third of all, I’m learning how to play” he explains

He walks over to the kitchen and puts on a chef's hat and clears his throat “Where is the lamb sauce?” he says in a terrible British accent. Abby chuckles a little before Deacon clears his throat again “Jesus christ, it’s raw IT’S FUCKING RAW” he yells as he throws a plate as Abby continues to try not to laugh. “I don’t get it?” Lev asks confusingly as Deacon tosses the hat and walks over to them “It’s Gordon Ramsey Lev, a famous chef from the Old World” he says as he heads into the pantry

“Well, at least they didn’t take any spices” Deacon says as he loads up a backpack full of different spices from around the world and walks out “Let’s head back, there should be something around here we can use for meat” he says as he exits the pantry.

The group exit the restaurant and return to the bus, still unaware of the dangers that await them…

Chapter 8: Curbstomp Pickup

As the group reaches the 711 where the bus was parked, Lev stops and looks behind her “Hang on, do you hear that?” she says as the two others turn around and see the source of Abby’s concern:

A group of vehicles roar through the empty streets of Las Vegas, the engines echoing like a demonic roar “GET IN THE BUS NOW!!!” Deacon yells as Lev and Abby bolt it towards the bus and get inside. Deacon throws the bag of spices through an open window and hops in “Abby! Bolt the door shut! Lev grab the duffel bag and get me some ammo!” Deacon says as he gets up off the ground as the three scramble to get the bus started.

Lev grabs the duffle, as well as a handful of empty bottles, rubbing alcohol, and old white rags. “ABBY!! MOLOTOV INGREDIENTS!” He says as he tosses the ammo to Deacon and the throwable components to Abby as Deacon kicks the bus into gear and peels out of the gas station before shooting a few rounds at an open pump and blowing the whole station to smithereens.

“ABBY! TRY TO TAKE OUT THE SMALLER VEHICLES!!” Deacon says as he swerves around abandoned cars and roadblocks to avoid the pursuing horde of cars behind them. Abby gives him a nod and grabs her shotgun. She climbs through the emergency exit on the roof and uses the railings to maintain her balance as she tries to shoot their pursuers. Before looking ahead to see a massive blockade of cars and trucks blocking the path out of Vegas “DEACON WE GOT A ROADBLOCK AHEAD!!!” She yells down, still trying to avoid getting shot at.

Deacon looks ahead and quickly pulls a lever, which activates a military grade debris plow he and Thatch installed to push past similar blockades “HOLD ONTO YOUR ASSES WE’RE COMIN IN HOT!!!!!” he yells as they crash through the wall of old metal and paint and head right out of Vegas.

“HOLY SHIT! We made it! YEAH!!” Lev yells as they get back on the interstate highway en route to Utah “FUCK YOU ASSHOLES” he says as he gives their pursuers the finger, which makes the other two laugh.

Abby climbs down from the roof and sets her Double Barrel on the table next to the exit ladder “Never ever visiting Vegas again” she says, almost out of breath. “No worries, we’ll take Interstate 15 until we hit Provo, then we’ll take I-80 until we reach Wyoming. After that, we’ll be in spitting distance of Jackson” Deacon says with a laugh.

“Alright, if you need me, I’m gonna take a nap, later you guys” Abby says as she shuffles off to the room in the back of the bus and falls onto the bed as she drifts into unconsciousness “what a fucking day” she mumbles to herself.

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