It has been about a week since I left 10k and the group. I found a prison which is cool. Maybe there's food. I am in desperate need of food.As I walk up to the gate I adjust my skull mask and Am about to reach the gate when I hear a gun load.
"Stop where you stand or I'll shoot you!"
I raise my bow and look around before looking in front of me and seeing a older woman with short brown hair.
"Who are you?!" She demands.
She looks familiar, but I can't tell. I pull my string back more before I feel a gun pointing at my skull.
"Drop it." A familiar voice says.
My blood runs cold as I drop my bow down to my side and put my arrow in the holder. I turn around and am met with Rick.
"Rick?" I say in disbelief.
"Oh my god..." he says when he realizes who I am.
I take off the skull mask and watch as Daryl walks up beside him. Rick looks at me for a good minute examining all my cuts and wounds before hugging me. I hug him back. I didn't think I'd ever see him again.
"How are you? Is everyone still alive?" I ask him.
"Not all of us..." he says.
I hug daryl as I turn to look at Rick.
"I'm sorry...is Carl still alive? Oh my god is Hershel still alive? Beth?" I ask.
"Carls alive. He will be so happy to see you." Rick says.
"Hershel and Beth? tyreese?" I ask.
"They are all still alive." He says with a smile.
"Oh thank god." I say.
"Open the gate Maggie." Daryl says.
That's it. That's where I know her from. The line up. My blood runs cold again as I look at her. She notices. Rick and Daryl had walked in but I stayed standing in front of Maggie.
"Can I help you?" She asks me.
"You were in the lineup..." I blurt out.
"We're you with the saviors? I didn't see you?" She asks almost mad before I tell her.
"No. You remember the very first guy that negan..." I clear my throat. "That was my brother...Percy. I'm so sorry you had to go through that..." I tell her.
Sure I went through it and lost my brother but loosing the person your in love with would be harder. She looks at me with tears and hugs me.
"I'm sorry about your brother." She cries out as I hug her tighter.
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Ghost [10k -z nation]
FanfictionWhen a archer with brown hair who is quite cold and distant meets a snipper who himself, and his Group is being over run by a hoard of z's, does she choose to help the group? Or does she walk away and leaves them to become food for the z's?