"Go! Run I got it!" I yell over the explosions while killing walkers.
"No! Were not leavin ya behind!" Daryl argues.
"Yes you will or you will die, go run!" I yell then I slice off a walkers head. Daryl grunted then Beth sent me a worried look then ran into the woods with Daryl.
A walker was about to bite Ricks neck off, then I shot it in the side of the head saving him.
"Go! Now!" I yell and Carl was going to argue until the prison blew up while I was on it, I get thrown to the other side of the property then everything goes black.
Moments Earlier:
We are all preparing the prison for war even with the disease going around, I had to bury 5 people today and 2 of them were children.Everyone freezes from shaking noises coming from outside. I sprint to the bridge of the prison and I loaded an assault rifle.
He has a tank who the hell has a tank in their pocket.
I didn't focus on the conversation I kept my weapon pointed at the Governor's head the whole time.
Until he sliced Hershel's head in half and that made Maggie, Beth, and I start firing or weapons at the enemy.
And they fired back at us.
Which attracted more walkers to the location.
The tank fired at the prison and that made me duck then cover my ears.
Daryl tossed a grenade in the tank through the hole in the front then that blew up, Rick and the Governor were fighting then I tried to shoot Philip in the head but I got him in the shoulder blade and that gave Rick an advantage.
Walkers broke down the fences and started biting our people.
Now:
I woke up with an agonizing pain every where but mostly my left arm. I look at it and it's burnt to a dark crisp with my flesh seeing through it and blood creeping down my arm.I don't even know how long I was out hours? Days? And I don't know how I made it out alive.
I yell from the pain but I try to muffle myself. I pick my machete off the ground with my right hand.
I limp as I walk softly wincing at my sore bruised body.
I'm walking down an empty street I believe most of the walkers are at the prison from all the noise.
I see a house after walking for 2 hours, I conspicuously walk in ready to kill anyone who crosses me, only one walker was here.
When it noticed me at started walking towards me but I sliced its brain in half.
I searched the whole house and it was empty.
I hurry to the bathroom for some medical supplies. Thank god I found some hydrogen peroxide and bandages.
I take off my shirt and my forearm is mostly burned, I stuff my shirt into my mouth then I poured it on my arm and that hurt like a bitch.
White foam came out of my wound cleaning it from infection. I slowly wrap the bandage around my arm and I put the extra in my pocket.
I go to the bedroom then to the closet for a shirt, hopefully it was long-sleeved its getting pretty cold.
I look through the closet and I didn't find anything, but I looked in the dresser to find a red and black flannel.
I looked through the houses in the neighborhood for supplies but I didn't really find much.
I had found some m&ms, a coat which was good, and some pain killers stashed away.
I had been walking for so long I see a sign 'TERMINUS' I read it and apparently there's Sanctuary.
I'm just thinking What would Ricks people do? I think I'm apart of his group but I want to make sure Carl and Daryl's ok.
I have to follow the train tracks to get there and so I am.
"Nine, eight-" but it gets cut off by another voice.
"Stop" the familiar voice said, I walk towards it and I see Rick, Michonne, Carl, Daryl, and fine others that I don't recognize.
One of the men was pinning Carl to the ground on his stomach, then unbuckling his belt I make fists out of anger.
I slowly walk towards the road. I didn't pay attention to the conversation until the guys started beating up Daryl.
Michonne notices me then her eyes widen, I put my finger up to my lips telling her to be quiet.
I walked behind the guys that were beating up Daryl and I stabbed one of them in the back.
Rick bites into the leaders throat then breaks the skin his blood is spewing out all over Ricks face.
The other one pulled out his gun but I kicked it out of his hand then I slashed his throat. His blood is spewing all over my face, then the 3rd guy surrendered so quickly.
"Please don't I promise we'll never see each other again!" He begs.
"I know" I respond.
But I jabbed my machete into the top of his head. The man known as Harley backed away.
I threw one of my knives into his chest as he screamed in pain, I was going to kill him but Rick stopped me.
"No he's mine" He says than starts stomping on his head aggressively.
Carl ran up to me and hugged my waist I hugged him back tightly then we both fell to our knees not breaking the hug.
I wince softly from the burn on my arm but I don't care. Once Rick stopped he looked at me and nodded as a 'thank you' I smile in response.
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