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ms-rampage · 2 years ago

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Patrolling Partners

I’ve had this idea floating around in my head for a little over 3 months, but c’mon the idea/image of Lloyd, or Six killing Clickers, or any of TLOU2 infected/enemies is an amazing crossover! This is a “The Gray Man” and “The Last of Us Part 2” crossover. Well, it takes place in TLOU universe.

Authors note: If you've never played The Last of Us, I’m so sorry. Cuz there are a few references.

Characters: Y/n Y/L/N (female reader). Lloyd Hansen. Court Gentry. Fitzroy. Claire. Dani Miranda. Suzanne Brewer (mentioned).

Warnings: Language, Lloyd being an asshole to Y/n

Word count: 2.6k

Non-canon shit because… zombie shit. They gotta work together to survive despite most of them wanting to kill one another. Y/n = Your name. Y/L/N = Your last name

After leaving Europe, and landing in the U.S after a long painful flight. Fitzroy decides that clearing out an old Fireflies outpost in Boston would be the best place to hide out because of all the infected that roam the area. A heavily fenced and secured, what was once a luxury hotel that was once overruned by infected, and stragglers.

Y/n Y/l/n being one of the few remaining Fireflies that haven’t been killed, or gotten infected by fungus. Cordyceps brain infection as its called, some doctor in Salt Lake City, Utah is searching for cure.

But what the others, except Fitzroy, didn’t know was that you were immune, you had gotten bitten when you were 13 after the Fireflies disbanded, and moved on towards Washington going by WLF, or Washington Liberation Front. You are now 24 and still showed no signs of infection. Leaving Europe months ago, you were on your own, then you found a boat that was surprisingly still working, and running. Sailed off to Europe, this was after you had gotten infected, and it was only a matter of time before the fungus did its thing, and turned into one of those brain dead zombies. 13 and working a boat, now ain’t that a bitch.

You landed somewhere in Spain fighting off Spanish infected, backpacked your way into France, then Switzerland, eventually you found yourself in Czechia, you met Fitzroy in Prague. You were camped out in an abandoned church living off of rabbits and purified river water. He took you in since you were just a kid, and he found out you were an ex-Firefly soldier. Your parents died when you were very young. Fast forward to 11 years later.

Having ex-CIA agents, pretty much trained killing machines living under the same roof, can lead to some pretty violent outcomes.

Y/n wakes up to the sound of Lloyd and Court arguing, even from 2 floors up you can hear them bicker like brothers.

It was after 6am, it was snowing outside, and you knew you had to go patrolling soon. It was cold, even though you had the fireplace lit in your room, but assuming the wind blew it out, a very drafty room you have. You put on your cotton slippers, and a thick sweater, you still shiver with it being 28 degrees no matter how many layers of clothing you have.

You walk down the hall of the abandoned Fireflies outpost, you walk past Claire’s room.

“Y/n?,” she says, laying in her bed. You take a few steps back and a few into her room, standing at the edge of her bed.

“Yeah?.” you respond, crossing your arms to keep yourself warm.

“Did Lloyd and Court wake you up too?.” she asks, looking cold and exhausted from traveling overseas in an apocalyptic world. Even having a thick velvet blanket wrapped around her, and several lit candles in her room.

You sigh, nodding your head, “Yeah they did. I’m about to go tell them it's too early for arguing.”

“Are you going on patrol today?.” she asks before you leave her room.

“Unfortunately, your uncle wants me to keep an eye out for any stragglers.” you tell her, “He wants me and Court to go.”

“Which horse are you taking?.” she asks, sitting completely up in her bed.

“I’m not sure, I’m sure Court would want to go by foot, but the weather isn't good for on foot patrolling, at least with the horses, they'll be alert when danger is near. I’ll probably take LaRae, my Thoroughbred.”

You take a few steps back out of the room, “Okay, I’ll let you sleep in, I’m gonna tell Lloyd and Court to shut up.”

With that being said, you head downstairs, hearing the bickering brothers of Lloyd and Court, even though they’re not brothers, or related in any way that you know of.

“You know we can’t stay for long.” Lloyd tells the others, “I’m sure we had people following us.”

“No one followed us Lloyd.” Fitzroy tells him, trying to be reassuring, but to no avail, “Y/n and you are going patrolling.” You hear this by the time you get to the bottom of the stairs.

“Y/n? I’d rather get eaten by a fucking Clicker then patrol with her.” he tells him.

“She’s a good kid Lloyd.” Court tells him, “She’s an ex-Firefly.”

“Blah blah blah, I don’t give a shit if she's an ex-agency. I ain’t riding any of those smelly ass horses either.” he continues to belittle you.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it Lloyd you don’t like me, and I don’t give a shit if you think of me as a little ex-Firefly who’s inferior to you. Also thanks for waking me and Claire up with your arguing.” you tell him as you walk into the room, “I thought I was patrolling with Gentry? Why am I finding out now that I’m going with Lloyd?.”

“I need Court here. So you and Lloyd are patrolling.” he tells you, “Him and Dani are gonna find some resources for us.”

“So where are we patrolling?.” you ask him, still trying to warm yourself up.

He shows you on a map he has on a table nearby, “This route here, you’ll go up this road going north it’ll take you a mile around the surrounding area, and back to here, there are a building on this route that I want you two to check out look for supplies that can be useful. You’ll most likely run into a few of our people going in the opposite direction.”

After he gives you orders, you go upstairs to get changed for the patrol, getting into warmer clothes.

You’ve known Lloyd for years, but he was still untrusting to you, but you didn’t really care, you used to have a crush on him, then that's when he started to belittle you, and treated you like shit. Court was always sweet towards you, him and Lloyd didn’t get along at all. They argued like a married couple, even though there are bigger problems in the world.

You were sure they've tried to kill one another, but Fitzroy was very strict, and made sure there were others around that could calm them down if they were in the same room together, primarily you, Dani and sometimes Suzanne.

You treated Claire like a little sister, you were protective of her. She reminded you of you when you were 12/13 years old, in some ways, you were tough as a kid being raised by a revolutionary militia.

You go downstairs, and run into Dani in the main hall. “Y/n.” she says, setting down her cup of coffee.

“Dani.” you respond, you two got on from a rocky start, but your friendship eventually grew, “Do you need anything?.”

“Don’t let Lloyd get to you, he’s an asshole.” she says, “I know he doesn’t trust you, despite how long you’ve been by Fitzroy’s side.”

You let out a soft scoff, “I don’t need Lloyd’s approval. He has to deal with me on our patrol, and in general.” you tell her, “You, Court and Fitzroy have been nothing but accepting to me, even though it's been, what? 11 years?.”

She lets out a side smile, “When you’re out you think you can look for some more medical supplies? Anything will be fine.”

“Yeah sure, I’ll keep an eye out.” you tell her before leaving outside to the snow covered courtyard.

The team had made the hotel a safe haven, killing any infected or trespassers on sight.

There was an area where the horses were kept, and opposite where the vehicles were. Not sure why Lloyd wanted to patrol by vehicle when all the vegetation had overgrown the entire surrounding of the hotel, the roads destroyed over the years, and cars, trucks piling all over the place. A literal apocalypse, and he's worried about smelling like horse ass.

You go over to the stables, and Lloyd is immediately on your trail.

“Nope, no. Not happening.” he tells you, “I ain’t riding no damn horse.”

You can’t help but laugh at this 40 year old man, and his disgust for animals, “You seriously want to drive a truck? Attract attention from infected, and possibly other enemies?. Not to mention the weather conditions we are currently living in.”

He just stares at you, he knew better than to attract attention from infected and enemies. The weather isn’t exactly vehicle worthy, 3 feet of snow. “You can drive your precious vehicle, but I’m going by steed.” you mount your champagne Thoroughbred mare.

“If you change your mind then maybe we can work on our friendship!.” you say sarcastically, as you ride towards the front gate.

When you get to the gate, as the guards open it to let you out, “Hold on!.” you hear Lloyd’s voice, you look back, and see him mounted on a black Thoroughbred stallion that you knew goes by the name Blackjack.

“Glad to see you changed your mind.” you tell him. Giving him a smirk.

“Shut up.” he tells you as he rides off, following the route Fitzroy had given you. You two ride in silence, the only sounds are the hooves of the horses walking through the snow.

You wanted to say something, but that would probably lead to you two arguing, but you didn’t want to be in silence.

“So why were you and Court arguing?.” you ask him, looking over at him. He always has a serious face on.

“You heard that, huh?.” he responds.

“Yeah, you woke up Claire and I.” you tell him, “I was gonna tell you guys to shut up.”

“You would tell your boyfriend to shut up?.” he throws back at you.

You scoff at his comment, “Boyfriend? You? I’d rather get eaten by a fucking Clicker than call you my boyfriend.”

You throw his Clicker comment back at him from earlier. He rolls his eyes, “You are too young for me sweetheart. I meant Gentry, I’ve seen how he looks at you. All lovey dovey, and shit.”

You narrow your eyes at him, “Court is my friend. He’s actually nice to me unlike you.”

You really wished Court went with you on this patrol.

“I think he has more than just friendship on his mind Y/n.” Lloyd continues.

You change the subject, “I have a question for you Lloyd. Why do you hate me? I’ve been working with Fitzroy since I was 13 years old, he took me in when I left the U.S and sailed to Europe on my own after the Fireflies-.”

He cuts you off, “After the Fireflies disbanded, and they moved to Washington, I’ve heard that damn story before.”

“So why the hate Lloyd? I’ve been loyal to this crew for 11 years, I’ve killed infected, and trespassers. I’ve proven my worth and loyalty to him.”

He stays silent for a few minutes until you two get to the building on your route down the snowy path, the wind is starting to pick up. “Check inside for supplies.” he says before unmounting.

“Alright.” you respond, unmounting. You approach the abandoned building with graffiti on its walls, and boarded up windows. It looks like it was a sporting goods store because of the posters outside on the walls outside.

You push on the front door, it's stuck, probably locked on the inside, or something blocking it.

“Door is jammed.” you tell Lloyd. You step to the side to let him try to open it even though the outcome will be the same thing for him.

“Well shit.” he mutters, “Look around for another entrance.”

You go to the side of the building, and see a window. “Lloyd, can you boost me up there.” you motion to the open window which is about 7 feet up.

He stands against the wall, and cups his hands together ready to push you up. “C’mon.”

You step back a few feet, jump up, placing your foot onto his hands. He boosts you up into the window. Crawling through, you drop down, gun in hand ready to shoot some infected that may or may not be hiding in the back of the abandoned store.

“Check what's blocking the door.” you hear Lloyd’s muffled voice from the outside.

“Hold on.” you tell him, scanning the store for any potential enemies. You check the front door, and see a metal office desk blocking the door.

You move it out of the way, the damn thing weighs a ton. You let out a groan as you move it.

“Don’t kill yourself.” Lloyd tells you, hearing you move the desk outta the way.

“Shut up!.” you groan as you move it out of the way completely, and unlock the door. Letting him inside the store.

He draws his weapon as the two of you look for supplies. You two didn’t find much, you found a few items that Dani had asked for earlier.

“Y/n!.” Lloyd calls for you in a loud whisper.

“What?.” you respond, not aware of what was happening.

He shushes you, and motions you towards him. You automatically assume, and draw your weapon. Looking through one of the gaps between the wooden panels on the window, you see 3 infected 20 feet from where you are at. Horses nowhere to be found, probably got spooked off.

“The wind is starting to pick up.” he tells you, finish the patrol and get back to the outpost.

He applies a suppressor on his pistol, you do the same. The quieter the better.

You both quietly exit the store, the blizzard is starting to make everything foggy, and it's a lot more difficult to see the zombies before you. A silent blizzard, you can hear the groaning, and grunts of them. Sounding like they’re taking a shit, or something.

You shoot one of them in the head, Lloyd being more experienced at shooting than you, he takes out the other two very easily.

You whistle for your horse, and they both immediately respond.

“Let’s go!.” he sounds taking off in a full gallop, before you’re able to even mount yours.

“Lloyd, slow down!.” you shout out, as the snow storm blinds you. Not being able to see the horse you're riding, but you know the trail very well. Guide her to move faster, but the blizzard is blind her as well.

You’re internally panicking, but pushing your horse isn’t a good thing either. You finish your patrol, and you see the lights of the hotel outpost.

“It’s Y/n! Open up!.” you shout at the guards, the gates open immediately, and you are met with Court and Dani.

“Y/n! Are you alright?.” Court asks you, worry and concern in his voice. You unmount your horse, and reassure him.

“I’m fine, got caught up in the storm, and Lloyd left me behind.” you tell him.

Look of anger on his face made you worry for Lloyd’s well being for ditching you, “Hey, I’m fine Court. Really, I am. We just got separated in the blizzard, it happens.”

You reassure him, and he calms down.

"Still he should've stayed with you. We should've gone on patrol together, and he stayed behind." he tells you.

"I'm fine." you tell him again.

"Run into any trouble?." he asks, placing his hand on your shoulder.

"A few infected, but we took care of them, like usual." you give him a smile, and he gives you one back

You start to think about what Lloyd told you earlier, about Court having more than just friendship on his mind in regards to you.