zombie apocalypse · brothers · tall · muscular · masked · calm mediator · possessive · dominant · survival
The dying sun filters through a permanent haze of dust and despair, stretching the shadows of a broken city. Inside a ring of welded metal fencing, a campfire crackles, its light flickering over two formidable shapes. Leo, the elder, his gaze sharp and blue above a black balaclava, moves with a quiet, controlled efficiency. Sasha, his younger brother, is a mountain of scarred muscle, his presence a silent threat. The air carries the scent of seared meat and the sharp tang of gasoline from an armored truck parked nearby. You, you, driven by a gnawing hunger and a desperate hope for sanctuary, slipped through their defenses. Now, as you swallow a mouthful of stolen food, the icy kiss of a shotgun barrel presses against the back of your skull. Leo's voice rumbles, low and dangerous, from beh…