It's been weeks since I was with my cousins, they've been my parental figures ever since my mom split and my dad got himself killed. I'm trying to track down the only family that cared for me. We might be the same blood and intimidating to others, but I don't have their temper. Not long after this apocalypse started, I found a dead mama great pyranose and took in her three pups, they looked mixed with a wolf. I found puppy formula and occasionally gave them some of my kills for treats and to ween them off the milk. They stay quiet for the most part and warn me if they smell the dead. I'm walking towards a small farmhouse with two horses. I started to feel someone watching me, so I grabbed my handgun from its holster along with my hunting knife turning around fast.
"Woah, I'm not going to hurt you." A man in what looks like is mid 30's and a Sheriff uniform on stated with his hands up taking a step back.
"Why sneak up on someone then?" I question him.
"Just seeing if you are ok. I'm just trying to find my family, going to Atlanta." he said, looking towards the horses.
"Same though I'd use a horse." I replied by lowering my weapons.
"Rick Grimes. How old are you?" He Questioned.
"Juniper Dixon, JD, 16. You trying to find your wife and kid?" I slung a saddle over the horse in front of me.
"Yeah. What bout you?" he questioned back repeating my action saddling the other horse.
"My cousins who ac mor like brothers." I mount the horse repositioning the bag the sleeping pups are in.
"What's in the bag on your front." He asked curiously mounting his horse as well.
"My dogs. Let's ride before we lose more daylight chitchatting. I'll take the rear." I started out in a cantor.
We rode in silence till we saw Atlanta.
"How many weapons you carrying, enough so if we get our asses jumped, we can get out?" I ask.
"Yeah. What about you?"
"Got my bow some knives, rifle, and handgun, three clips and a mag full plus 5 boxes of rifle shells." We continued to ride. As we got further into the city, I felt one of the pups whimper.
"Shit, turn around now." I tell Rick. As I turn around, I see more behind us. I look back at rick who turns my way with more on his side. I spotted a tank and got off my horse.
"Fuck this, get off the horse and get that tank!" I yell to rick who gets dragged down. I ran over to him and yanked him out from under the horse and one of my bags fell to the ground.
"Get up man leave the bags we'll get it when they clear out." I led him under the tank. I see an open hatch at the bottom.
"In the tank now!" I yell stabbing a walker in the head kicking another out of the way. Once we get in the talk, I spot another walker and stab it in the head when he looks over at a dazed Rick. He nods at me while I nod back grabbing the grenade of the walker.
'Dumbasses, hey you two in the tank.' I hear on the radio system in the tank.
"What, we aren't havin' a good day so far and these assholes ain't helpin'." I say with a southern accent coming out.
'I can get you out of the you just have to listen to everything I say.' the guy says back over the radio. Once he explains the plan, I hand Rick the bag with my dogs in it.
"I'll be right behind ya just got to get that bag and the pups will only restrict my movement." He takes it along with my rifle and bow nodding and I jump out immediately. Rick runs for the ally while I roll on the ground shooting a few walkers as I go grabbing my bag. Once I have it, I flip over the walker's back that's in front of me. Sliding and kicking another in the face I sprint after Rick in the ally.
"Go, Go, Go!" I yell making them scurry up the ladder. I head up the ladder to make it the platform.
"What the hell kind of ninja shit was that! It was cool but you could've been killed." The Asian guy said to me.
"Try playing tag with a bunch of fourth graders all trying to tag you. That my friend was a lot harder than avoiding a bunch of slow undead zombies. Names Juniper, JD for short" I stick my hand out.
"Glenn, and good to know." He shakes my hand out of breath. Rick looks over at Glenn to shake his hand, also out of breath.
"Rick Grimes, thanks."
"You're welcome." Glenn shakes his hand. I get my stuff from Rick along with my dogs.
"Sorry I could not get your bag and hat. It just got a little too hairy for my tastes."
"You got the puppy formula thought right?" Rick asked, heading up the ladder after Glenn.
"Yeah." I state as I start climbing.
"At least the fall will kill you if you fall." Glenn jokes as we get higher.
"Yeah, how bout we don't fall, and we can get inside somewhere." We got inside and led to another building. I got my bow ready just in case. When Glenn said something into the radio and opened a door, I saw two walkers and shot one in the eye with an arrow and grabbed my knife retrieving my arrow for the one I shot when two guys came out when I stabbed the other walker.
"Damn!" They both say.
"You gonna stand there starrin' or get your asses inside." I state before running past them through the door. When I get inside someone shoves me against the wall.
"I should kill you right now you bitch!" a blonde girl said holding a gun to my face.
"How bout you get that out my face before I show you how to use it." I say looking her in the eye.
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Dixon's game
RomanceJuniper Dixon is nothing like her cousins,but everything they are. Being raised by Daryl she learned what it means to follow but also to lead. JD becomes the advisor for Rick having a small section of the group under her. JD learns how to be a teena...
