Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction

•Chapter One Hundred & Thirty Two•

M U T E D

Season 10

Bobbie's Point of View:
Everyone lined up with buckets of water and water backpacks on to put out the fire from the fallen meteor. It caused a forest fire to break out. We knew if we left it burning, it would spread and eventually reach Oceanside and even Alpha's border.

"We'll be crossing the border if we do this." Aaron says to Michonne.

"It's a fire. Fires spread. It'll reach further into Alpha's land and it could hit Oceanside." Michonne explains.

"We gotta go now." Carol calls.

"Let's go. Come on." Daryl orders. He takes off running and and the crowd follows. Everyone reaches the fire and we began putting the raging blaze out. Aaron orders a group to dig and create a valley to stop the fire from spreading.

"We start out on the outside! Push in!" Cyndie demands. I hear a whistle and see Daryl waving me down.

"You stay by my side. Don't argue." He growls. We worked side by side, squirting water at the base of the flames. I soon see Ezekiel and others pouring buckets of sand out onto the flames. I leave Daryl's side and help out Ezekiel and the others.

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The sun shines bright above us. We've all been at this all night, trying to put the flames out. Everyone's exhausted, running around, breathing the toxic fumes, choking.

"We got walkers comin out!" I hear. I turn my back and find a herd of walkers coming out from the trees. Everyone lines up and waits for them to get closer to take them out.

I used my bow to take out the farthest ones, using my knife to take any of the ones closest to me. A walker grabs at my arms and holds tight. The strength of the walker pushes me backwards, causing me to continuously lose my footing.

"B, watch the fire." I hear. I push back against the walker, feeling the heat against my back. I finally swing around and push the walker into the flames. The walker remains on the ground, reaching its arms up to me. The heat of the flames melts the walkers brain and I it falls limp.

Everything falls into slow motion the moment I hear screams filling my ears. I look around me, trying to figure out who was screaming, where they were and why. My eyes locked on Alpha, peaking behind a tree. She shows me a smile before putting her finger to her lips, signaling to be quiet. Everyone around me rushes by, taking out walkers or fighting against the flames. I spin around when I feel a hand on my arm. I find Alpha, holding the familiar bloody machete in her hand. My heart beat pounds in my ears, tuning out the surrounding sounds. Alpha grabs my arm again and I found myself swinging my knife out at her. She backs away, fighting against me with her machete. I kicked her back and she stumbles around. I swung my knife at her before Alpha grabs me by the shirt and pulls me close to her. It only took me a moment to realize she had pushed her machete into my stomach. I look down and see the blood pouring out, covering my hands completely. I slowly fall to my knees, looking up and gasping for air. Alpha lifts her hand up, another smile forms across her lips as she looks down at me. She leans down and kisses my forehead.

"Open your eyes." She whispers. Before I knew it, I feel my body lift up and I hit the ground hard. I snap back into reality and see everyone taking a look at me while Carol pats down on my left arm.