Glenn was the one to slap Hunter across the face to wake him up from his trace. Hunter shakes the pain away and stares at Glenn in disbelief, "Ow!"
"No time we have problems," Glenn states.
"Who the hell are you?" He hears Daryl asks. Hunter furrows his brows and turns his head to see 4 prisoners who were alive. He quickly stands to his feet and pulls out his gun.
"Who the hell are you?" One of them asks.
Many things were going on, Maggie was freaking out after Hershel passed out, Glenn and Rick were moving around trying to get the bleeding under control and Daryl and Hunter were now dealing with people.
"Get out from back there," Hunter demands, "Slow and steady."
One by one the prisoners walked out of the room. The first one had long hair and looked past them at Hershel, "What happened to him?"
"Ge got bit," Daryl replies not bringing down his crossbow.
"Bit?"
One of the prisoners pulls out a gun and T-dog and Hunter pointed theirs at him, "Whoa, whoa, put it down. No one needs to get hurt, "Hunter says as the prisoner directs his gun at him.
Glenn brushes past Hunter to get to the room the prisoners were in, "You have medical supplies?"
"Who the hell are you people, anyway?" One of them asks over the sound of the walkers banging against the doors.
"Don't look like no rescue team," Another prisoner spoke up.
"If a rescue team is what you're waiting for, don't," Rick exclaims as he tries to lift Hershel up, "Come on, we gotta go."
Glenn came out of the room with a metal table to help them carry Hershel back to the cells. While Glenn, Maggie, and Rick helped Hershel. Daryl, Hunter and T-dog continued to hold their weapons at the prisoners.
"Hunter! The door!"
Hunter slowly backed away with his gun still in the air. He heard the prisoners telling him not to open the door but he ignored them. "T, a hand please," Hunter says as he removed the pole from the door.
A guard with armour limped through the door and Hunter slammed the walker against the wall and stabbed it with the pole as Rick wheeled Hershel out of the room, "Daryl, let's go."
"This way, this way," Rick says as they wheeled Hershel through the halls, "No, no, no. Back, back!"
Hunter turned on his feet seeing a singular walker coming their way. Daryl shot an arrow through its head. Hunter pulled the arrow out and handed it back to Daryl as the two began to lead the way.
"Come on!"
The two stepped out of the way for the rest to go first. They needed to get back fast or they were going to lose Hershel and they didn't need nor did they want that to happen.
"Stop! Stop!" Rick hisses at them, pointing behind them all at the shadows following them.
They needed to get out fast, they couldn't have these people following them and putting them all in danger. They continued down the halls until they got back to the cell block. Daryl unlocked the door and they wheeled Hershel in.
"He's losing too much blood," Maggie mumbles.
"Open the door!" Hunter screams for the rest of his people to hear, "It's Hershel!"
Hunter took Glenn's place and helped his brother wheel, Hershel, into one of the rooms, "Get him on the bed."
"He got bit," Daryl says.
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Dead Man Walking
FanfictionHunter Grimes, Rick's younger brother, navigates through a zombie apocalypse, with his family, he can do anything, without them. He's lost.