The Apocalypse Witch || Daryl Dixon

Meeting death

There was a thickness in the air back at the farm, the pack were extremely worried about Ana, especially being around men who were more than willing to harm women and children without a second thought. Shane, Rick and the Dixon brothers sat in one of the booths in the RV, huddled over a map. They were trying to keep themselves distracted and thought it best to create a plan B in case things go south at the farm and it becomes overrun.

"Are we ever planning on going to Ana's?" Shane asked Rick, who gulped down some of his beer.

"We agreed it wouldn't be until necessary, she said something about feeling as though there are more people along the way that she needs to meet" The small group shared confused looks but didn't comment any further, they weren't sure how they felt in regards to having other people with them in the future.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard from the other booth behind them. They jumped up and their eyes widened in shock at the stack of guns and knives that appeared and it wasn't long until more piled on top.

"What the fuck is goin' on?" Merle questioned, looking at the three other men who looked equally as confused as he did. They all approached the table and noticed many boxes of bullets, a box of grenades and even large swords.

"Do ya think this is from that group?" Daryl asked them, who seemed to contemplate what he said before nodding. They were a rather large group and so it wouldn't be surprising that they had a huge amount of weapons, though the box of grenades threw them off a little.

"Did Ana bring her magic bag?" Merle asked his brother as he looked around the RV.

"Yeah, she carries it everywhere with her" He responded and both brothers missed the confused looks from Rick and Shane.

"Magic bag?" Rick raised an eyebrow in amusement but also curiosity. Ana being a witch was extremely fascinating to him and has enjoyed getting to know more about her and her world, no matter how crazy it all sounded at times.

"Ye, it ain't got a limit. She can keep thousands of things in there" Daryl responded as he pulled out a bottle of water from the fridge and smiled slightly at Sophia who had wandered downstairs from her bedroom.

"Can I have some water please, Mr Daryl?" She asked politely and smiled brightly as he handed her one from the fridge before she ran back upstairs to where she and Carl were playing some card games.

"Daryl!" A panicked voice was heard from outside and the four men immediately left the RV, seeing Maggie running towards them with blood on her hands and shirt.

"Ana is hurt" Without another word, all four men ran towards the farmhouse.

"Where is she?" Daryl shouted frantically at the girl who pointed upstairs. Merle, Shane and Rick followed close behind Daryl, who ran into the first open door.

"Don't give her any medicine" Daryl demanded as he saw Hershel about to give her some medication in an IV. The older man looked over at the redneck with a deep frown.

"Son, she needs-"

"No! She's a witch, normal medicine doesn't work and it can make magic go crazy" Hershel's eyes widened and he immediately dropped the syringe on the metal plate. Daryl and the three other men approached the bed as the doctor backed away, watching the girl on the bed, not knowing what to do to help.

"What happened to her?" Shane asked but not once did he take his eyes off Ana, who was extremely pale and her breathing was a little wheezy.

"She was shot as far as I can see, might have hit a lung too" Tears welled up in the four men's eyes and even though they knew her magic would heal her, it was still horrifying to see her in such a state.