Last Of Us Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

was being drained to the last drop. ​"I have to 'Manual-Override'," Leo said, his eyes turning a sharp, jagged red. ​"Leo, no!" Sierra gasped. "If you go into the 'Kernel', you’ll be the last one out! You’ll be the 'End-of-File'!" ​"I’m a 'Billionaire Rogue', Mom," Leo said with a tragic, lopsided smile. "I always was the 'End-of-File'." ​Into the Kernel

he sighed, as if hearing about some nameless casualty, "it couldn't be helped. May she rest in peace." Lina was my father's illegitimate daughter—my half-sister. I never liked her, but I wasn't heartless enough to feel nothing about her death. While I was still struggling with grief, Oliver had already calmly gathered Lina's keepsake—a necklace. Nowhere was safe in the apocalypse. At any moment, we could be forced into another desperate escape. Oliver told me he couldn't bear to let Lina's keepsake be lost. Asked if I minded him keeping it.

Logan started, "She is the last of the lycans, and the only one that exists." There was a moment of silence as Orsel looked like he was thinking about it. This gave Logan a little bit of confident as he thought they were thinking about it. Until they all burst into laughter. This confused Logan, did he make a mistake in his statement. "You..." Orsel pointed and in a flash, he was back in front of Logan like a ghost. That eerie feeling startled Logan, making him fall on the floor. "Get back on your knees!" Logan quickly found a way to drag himself up back on his knees. He trembled, as death is the thing that he fears the most.

“Did Salsa say anything to you?” "He just said that when he got the last assignment from Leo, he asked me to stay away from Aini. I don't know what he's going to do but… I doubt it.” Lia's last words caught Arjuna's attention, he didn't understand at all what the woman was talking about. "What if Salsa's manipulative attitude can separate me from Aini? What if it turns out that I'm not good enough to be Aini's friend? What if…?”

I felt very glad that I had finally made one nice person in this hostile place. Later that night, I could not fall asleep. My physical body ached from the training, and my mind kept replaying the exact moment North turned his back and walked away from me. I felt a strong physical need for him, but I also felt a deep anger toward his actions. I thought we were getting better together? We shared some sort of intimacy right? I got out of my bed and walked over to my bedroom window. I looked out at the dark pack grounds. The full moon in the sky provided a small amount of white light over the grass and the buildings.

“Stop the car. Mira’s health is not good. If she stays in the rain, she will get sick. “I want to eat the noodles you make too. Let us go home.” Morgan’s face drained of color. We both looked ahead. There was no collapsed bridge and no construction. Only a straight road that led to the freeway entrance. He was lying. He was threatening us. “Daniel, have you lost your mind. I am your mother.” “You are my mother, which is why you should help me discipline my disobedient pet instead of helping it run away.” Daniel’s tone turned cold. “Mom, I am giving you one last chance. Stop the car.”

There were shelves with bottles on them. He kicked them over. The bottles scattered. The liquor spilled out. The old fire caught the liquor. It started burning. The flames spread fast. The hunters had to go back. Smoke filled the room. "Move, " Cassian said. We went through a passage behind the wall. Cassian was supporting me and Elias was yelling for the hunters to follow us. My shoulder hurts a lot and every step hurts. I thought I would be weak. I thought I would die. But something worse happened.

Irene After breakfast, they don’t let me lift a finger. Cassian gathers the tray, Rowan teases that I’ll grow spoiled, and Kevin just hums as he sets things back in order. Elias is the one who says, “There’s something we should show you.” I hesitate. “What is it?” He glances at the others. “The last room of the last woman in our pack. It hasn’t been touched for over a hundred years.” The words sink into me like cold water. Still, I nod. “Show me.”

“Hey, it’s Lila. I know this sounds crazy and maybe I’ve had too much to drink, but... I don’t want to be just friends. You said you’d be whatever I needed, and I know I need you as more than just a friend.” Her voice rang in my ears, distant over the thrum of music and laughter in the background. My chest ached. She was talking about our dream. Did she remember? Did she know it was real? I pressed the phone to my heart. Soon. Just two more days. Oscar’s POV Sweat still clung to my skin as I returned to the hotel room, towel slung over my shoulder. The gym downstairs wasn’t much, but it helped me burn off the restlessness. No shifting in this town. Too many eyes. Too many risks.

Lisa was grateful for the conversation, not that she joined in, but just listening to it gave her a distraction as she watched the flames and tried not to think about why they were there. Phillip walked up with bowls of steaming stew for them and lisa gratefully took hers and started eating. Suddenly it felt like she was back on that first journey, back when phillip had tied her to her saddle after trying to escape. So much had happened since then. So much had changed, she thought. She didn’t even feel like the same girl anymore, the same lisa. Then she remembered the Agnai attack and shuddered. “Are you cold?” Nela asked noticing and she shook her head.