Five

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The next morning Odette woke up in her tent fluttering her eyes open before she got up.
She walked outside and noticed Daryl with his crossbow pointed at something.
She crawled over to him and got into his tent.
"They've been here all damn mornin," said Daryl.
Odette looked at the group of men looking in her thing desperate for weapons.
She smirked and started whistling.
"What are ya doin?" said Daryl.
"Calling the walkers here.
I trained them to respond to different whistles" said Odette.
She began whistling again as walker's filled the camp ripping apart the men slowly as Odetta and Daryl stayed in his tent watching the chaos she could control.
She smirked as her children ate everything until only the bone remained.
The walkers slowly walked away after they were dead.
Odette walked to the bodies and picked up the skulls.
"Can you use an axe?" said Odette looking at Daryl.
He nodded "Let's make some poles.
If we put these up humans won't go near us.
I'm going to cut off a few heads off the walkers" said Odette.
Odette whistled calling five walkers.
She killed them and took their heads.
"It's ok, you're protecting your mother," said Odette as the heads groaned and growled.
She smiled as she took them back to the camp placing the heads in a basket.
She watched Daryl as he cut down a tree.
She got an axe from one of the men's bags and helped him.
They then took the wood and stabbed it into the ground around the camp.
Daryl took the bones and Odette took the walkers and placed them on each piece of wood.
"We need more walkers, I'll call about twenty and you need to shoot them all avoiding the heads.
Then we'll burn the bodies" said Odette smiling.
Daryl was in his element as she whistled.
Twenty walkers came to her as she and Daryl killed them all.
They then cut their heads off and she placed them on the poles surrounding the camp.
"We gotta put em in two piles burn em both," said Daryl.
"One each," said Odette.
She started grabbing walkers creating a pile as Daryl did the same.
Once they had two piles they lit them while sitting on the same tree.
"You must think I'm a maniac for enjoying so much chaos," said Odette.
"Nah, I knew you were different and I'm happy for that.
More fighters should be like ya" said Daryl looking into her eyes.
She smiled and took his arm wrapping it around her neck as she laid her head on his shoulder.
He looked at her as her eyes shimmered from the hot flame as the bodies inside it curled up and turned to ash.
She looked at him and then at his lips then into his eyes watching his ocean blue orbs dance around.
She caressed his hand as she leaned in kissing him softly.
She had fallen for the archer and she was full of ecstasy when falling so deep into his heart and mind.
She pulled away feeling lost in his eyes.
"Do that again" said Daryl.
She a bit her lip and kissed him again but this time she kissed back.
Their lips danced together as slowly their tounges met finding a satisfying pleasure.
She moaned into the kiss and broke from him.
"Ya have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," said Daryl kissing her again knowing this time this relationship would last.
She would die because the dead protected her.
"I've got an idea," said Odette.

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