Walking dead: Rick Grimes Fanfic

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I drag my knife out of the zombies eye with a satisfying 'squelch'. The zombie drops to the ground. Finally dead.

I turn to check for anymore walkers but the path is clear. Its either a good sign or a bad one.

I put my knife back into my boots and un-holste my Katana from my back. "Stupid sons of bitches" I mutter.

I climb into the tallest/ closest tree I can find to get a better scope.

"Shit!" No wonder there aren't any zombies here. They are crowded around the statue in the street center.

I have two choices now. I can run. Probably make it a good few miles with out spotting a walker considering how many are here. Or, I could help them.

I sigh. As I turn to walk away I hear a scream for help. Its a little girls scream. She can only be about nine.

Brooklyns age. Stop. Brooklyn is dead. You dont know that! My mind argues with itself back and forth.

Brooklyn and me were so close before the apocalypse. Times running out! I turn back and the zombies are alnost reaching there feet. Gun shots sound.

"Arghh!" I run towards them. Taking the first zombies head clean off I rip off parts of it and cover ny self with it.

The zombies pay me no attention. Thank god!

A man in a sheriff's outfit stares at me. He has a little boy on his back. He fires at a zombie grabbing a blonde womans leg.

At that point I swing my Katana all around me. I have the zombies unsuspecting so thats a plus.

"Here". I throw my Katana at a Black guy. He is well built and I watched him fire his last few rounds.

"Cheers". He swings taking heads off them like barbies. I pull my mini hand revolver out my leather jacket and fire hitting all my targets between the eyes.

I turn and see them all watching me except one. He is a good looking man. He still shoots the walkers with a, Oh my god, a crossbow! Damn, That sure is a nice crossbow!

There's about six left to I grab my Katana off the guy and take out three with one swipe.

I take out another two and with the final, just to show off, i stab it straight in the forehead.

"Thank you so much!! You saved our lives!" The little boy on the Sheriffs back wraps his arms around me.

I un-peel him and nod. I turn to walk away when a light hand places itself on my shoulder.

Its the Sheriff.

"You can't just walk away! We need you! Will you join us? Im Rick by the way".

I sigh. I hate joining groups. They always end up attracting too much attention and run out of supplies too soon. I shake my head.

"I gotta go. Im heading Atlanta. Long way from here. Gotta start now."

The blonde from earlier claps "Were heading there too!"

I nod. "Okay".

We all pile into a R.V. There is quite a few of us. They introduce themselves one by one.

The blonde from earlier is called Andrea, she here with her younger sister Amy, also blonde.

The little boy that was on Ricks back is his son Carl. He also has hos wife Lori with him.

Glenn. A small asian boy introduces himself and his girlfriend Maggie. I nod trying to remember them.

The black guy I gave my precious Katana to is called T-dog. Carol, a short woman with short grey hair introduces herself and her daughter Sophia.

Was she the one screaming? I sigh inwards. I will find you Brooklyn.

Next is hot/crossbow guy Daryl. He nods at me. His brother Merle sits on the floor grimacing with a bandage around his hand. Why?

Last is the driver of the R.V. Dale. I nod. Well shucks.

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