FEARLESS ➳ TWD¹ [REWRITE/COMPLETED]

3 ➳ NEW FRIENDS

"I saved a lot of people... Back home when everything first went down."

"Why? What was in it for you?"

"Nothing. I just... I just wanted to save people, that's all."

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EARLY mornings are horrible.

When I finally managed to wake up, I quickly realized that Paul still wasn't in his bed. He hadn't returned home yet and, if that wasn't worrying enough, I don't know what would do it. In my gut, I felt like something was wrong and something was going to happen. I don't know when, but soon.

Very soon.

Once I had my boots laced and my bag of supplies packed up, I quickly headed over to the side wall. If I went straight through the front, well, they wouldn't probably let me. They think that Paul can handle his own battles and not even myself, his twin sister, can stop him from bring himself.

I am going to find my brother, either anyone liked it or not.

I lifted myself up on the top of the fence and heaved, throwing myself temporarily on the top before landing rather harshly onto the ground on the other side. My lower back fell back on a big rock and I winced, but didn't dare make a sound. I didn't want them to come find me, nor did I want any of the Biters after me neither.

So, I quickly readjusted myself by grabbing that damn rock and throwing it away from me in a fit of anger. I began dusting myself off and tried my best to stand up again, using the fence. I heard something bellow off within the woods, but it soon faded away. Just another Biter making its way through.

Just as I reared the corner of the fence, I could hear something squeaking. Sounded like a truck or something that had got stuck in the mud. My heart fell as I realized... Saviors!

I tried to remain calm, using the anti-anxiety breathing methods that Paul had taught me to use. The rain had passed through last night, causing a rough mud mold to keep the vehicles from coming through. This could be a disadvantage or advantage.

Peeking out once again to see what I could, with the help of the trees camouflaging my presence, I didn't see the Saviors nor did I see my new so-called friend, Dwight, or my other one, Negan. I didn't see any of the armored and very dangerous Saviors.

I simply saw Jesus. I wasn't dying or fading away; but, instead, i finally saw my twin brother, leading an unfamiliar group towards the front gates of the Hilltop. Yet, they hadn't even gotten that close when a loud ruckus began between my crew and this new one.

They had descended from a small white RV with about six or so people from the new group and even some of my own that were returning from their own little mission as well. That's counting Dr. Carson, too, who was our current doctor here at the Hilltop.

I raised my rifle, which had a scope on it, to see better from the long distance. I read Paul's face, which was calm, and didn't see any instint that he was being held against his will or anything like that. He was okay as this group didn't look like they were holding him hostage or forcing their way inside, either.

Something was up and I wanted to be apart of it as it is happening. So, I came out from behind the trees and ran out to where they could see me. With guns raised towards me, Paul rose his arms and leaped in front of me, shielding me.