The Bleeding Scar [TWD]

Chapter 8: Attacks And Kidnappings

"You're not doing this alone." Rick denied. After Daryl and Stefan accepted Rick's help for looking for Merle, they went into an office room to think of a plan. Glenn thought something but the men didn't seem to like it..

"Even I think it's a bad idea and I don't even like you much." Daryl said making Stefan elbow him in the ribs and look him with a pointed look.

"It's a good idea, okay, if you just hear me out. If we go out there in the group, we're slow, drawing attention. If I'm alone, I can move fast. Look. That's the tank, five blocks from where we are now. That's the bag of guns. Here's the alley I dragged you into when we first met. That's where Daryl, Stefan and I will go." Glenn explained moving some paper clips and small pieces of creased paper onto the drafted floor. He had drawned with a black marker the blocks to make the men understand his plan better.

"Why us?" Daryl asked.

"Your crossbow and his knives are quieter than his gun." Glenn explained once more.

"While Daryl and Stefan wait here in the alley, I run up the street, grab the bag." The Asian man continued.

"You got us elsewhere?" Rick asked.

"You and T-dog, right. You'll be in this alley here." Glenn answered as he placed a rubber to the drawned alley.

"Two blocks away? Why?" Rick asked again.

"I may not be able to come back the same way. Walkers might cut me off. If that happens, I won't go back to Stefan and Daryl. I'll go forward instead, all the way around to that alley where you guys are. Whichever direction I go, I got you in both places to cover me. Afterwards, we'll all meet back here."

"I got a question.." Stefan announced. They all looked at him and Glenn mentioned with his hand for him to continue.

"What about her?" The younger Dixon asked, pointing to the dog that was sitting beside him peacefully.

"Oh...Uhm..Well I guess she goes with with Rick and T?" The man more asked than stated, looking at Rick for approval. The Grimes man gave a nod and silence took over..

"Hey, kid, what'd you do before this?" Daryl asked after a few seconds, breaking the silence.

"Delivered pizzas. Why?"

Seven-Eight Minutes Later...

Stefan, Daryl and Glenn went down the yellow staircase on the outside of the building that led them at an empty, of walkers, alley. They started walking fastly and hid behind a trash can.

"You got some balls for a Chinaman." Daryl stated as he loaded his crossbow.

"I'm Korean." Glenn corrected him with a slightly annoyed glance. He threw away the shirt he was wearing and stayed with the black t-shirt he was wearing underneath.

"Whatever.." The man with the crossbow muttered and Glenn took off running. Stefan pulled out of the knife holster he had attached to his chest, one of the five medium in length hunting knives and hold it tightly in his right hand. All of sudden, they heard footsteps. They looked each other and with a knowing nod, they left their hide spot, behind the green trash can. They didn't have to move a lot though, as they came face to face with a boy not older than 18.

"Whoa, don't shoot me! What do you want!?" The kid shouted when he saw Daryl aiming his crossbow at him and Stefan holding out a knife with a hard face.

"We're looking for our brother. He's hurt real bad. You seen him?" Daryl asked going closer to the boy.

"Ayúdame!" The kid yelled in panic in his language.