Daryl's POV:
I ran by my sisters Ellie and Kaitlyn. I had my crossbow strung onto my back. Kaitlyn holding her gun and Ellie having a knife in hand. I ushered into a cabin with them closing the door and locking it. The walkers piling up against the door. We looked around. Ellie was about to sit on the bed when a old man sat up with a shotgun to her. Me and Kaitlyn held up our weapons towards him.
"Ge out me house." He said with a scratchy throat.
The growling from the dead grew louder as he yelled at us.
"Calm down and shut up!" I whispered.
He kept yelling. I watched as Kaitlyn pulled out her throwing knife slowly. He was looking around scaredly at each of us. Kaitlyn got annoyed.
"Shut the hell up!" She said and threw the knife hitting his chest.
Ellie stood shaking. I turned her towards me as she hyperventilated into my chest. Kaitlyn walked to the man taking her knife. He was barely breathing. Kaitlyn yanked him up and pulled him to the door. She opened the door a little and put him through. He screamed as they are his flesh.
I looked out the back door watching the walkers chase to where he screamed. I held Ellie's hand and pulled her through the door Kaitlyn following. We ran through the woods for a while.
Ellie's POV:
After a few hours of running we stopped and took a rest.
"Road is a few miles west." Kaitlyn said.
"Yea I know." Daryl responded.
"Hey, Ellie you okay?" Kaitlyn asked me.
I nodded. "Yea, bu why'd you kill tha man. He was innocent and scared."
"Ellie, he was goin ta kill ya" Daryl told me.
"Daryl, we gotta move." Kaitlyn said standing up.
He nodded and stood up. I stood up with them. I sighed as we started to walk again.
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The Dixons
Fanfiction14 year old Kaitlyn Dixon had her older brother Daryl and little sister Ellie. This is Kaitlyn's life, Oh yeah. Their in a zombie apocalypse
