We've been doing minor cleaning to the prison for about 3 days now and Rick decides it's time to explore the tombs, "I'm taking a small group into the tombs to explore. Jade, Daryl, Hershel, Maggie, and Glenn. We leave in 5" he says and we all get ready to go. I run up the steps and grab my bow and shove my knife into my boot, the other in my pocket and my axe in my belt and run back down the steps to meet Rick at the door.
We head out and Glenn spray paints arrows on the walls as we move along. We are walking along when my flashlight skims a map, "Rick, wait" I say and examine the map, "There is a cafeteria. Maybe there's food" I say, "Let's go then" Maggie says, I scoop the map off the wall and we continue on. We get to the cafeteria door and Hershel falls to the ground as a Walker takes a bite out of his ankle, Daryl and Rick go grab him while Glenn and I take our axes to the chain and it breaks, we rush in. "Jade give me your belt" Rick demands, I give it to him and he wraps Hershel's leg. I hold down the vile taste in the back of my throat and hold Hershel's leg down. Daryl helps while T-dog and Glenn hold the door as the Walkers try to come in. "I'm gonna amputate it" Rick says and I turn my head, Rick brings the axe up and slams it down, blood sprays across my face and shirt, I flinch and hold Hershel's hand, "Your gonna be ok" I say and kiss his forehead, Rick chops and once it comes off he wraps it up.
"Duck" Daryl whispers, I duck and he stands up with his bow, I follow shortly after, Glenn and T-Dog have secured the door and are putting Hershel on a cart. We both aim our bows at the guys behind the fence, "What are ya doin' in ere'?" Daryl asks, "What's going on out there?" the guy with the mustache asks, "The fuckin' world is ending" I snarl, "How long have you been in here?" I ask, "6 months, I think" the bigger black guy says, "Put your hands up and slowly come out. Try anything stupid and I won't hesitate to shoot you in your face" I growl.
"Are you guys prisoners here?" I ask, "Yeah. What is going on out ther-" I cut him off, "Put the gun down" I say to the mexican looking guy, he hesitates but slowly lowers his gun. "You got food back there?" I ask, "Yeah. Easily a 6 month supply", "We will let you out but we want food, otherwise you can stay in here until you rot and we'll take the food then, it won't bother us none" I say, "She's a fiesty one" he mumbles, I ignore his comment and aim my bow at mustache, "Move" I say. We go to the food storage and we take 1/2 of what they have in return were going to let them go. We all stand at the door, "You have to go for the head. Destroy the brain or they'll keep comin'" Daryl says, "Open one door" Rick says to the mexican guy, he glances to me and opens both doors, "I said one!" Rick yells, "Shit happens" the mexican retorts, I quickly dispose of the majority of what Walkers come in. I spin around and see the mexican shove a Walker at Rick. Rick falls to the ground struggling to get the Walker off of him, I jump over 2 Walkers and Daryl kills them, I stab my boot knife into the Walkers head and it falls limp on Rick.
We all stand there silently, "You could've killed me. I said one door" Rick says angrily, "It came at me and I freaked" the mexican says, before any of us can see what happens next, Rick plunges his axe into his head and he falls to the floor, "On your knees" Rick says. He aims his gun at the mustache guy who is begging for Rick not to shoot him, "Any last words?" Rick asks, "I've never begged for my life and I'm not bout' to start now. So you do what you gotta do" the black guy says, the little black guy swings a bat at me and hits me in the head. I try to shake the dizziness away but I tumble over and pass out.
I wake up to Daryl gently hitting my face, "What happened?" I ask sitting up, "Rick chased after the kid and we need to get out of here" Daryl says, I get up and scoop up my bow, "That bastard is so dead if I get a hold of him" I snarl and grab the bags of food, slinging them over my shoulder we head out.
"Carl lock the door" I say as we push Hershel into the room, "What happened?" Carol asks, "Get my medical bag. Glenn and Maggie get him to the back cell" I say and grab some towels from the kitchen, I run back and tie Hershel's hand to the bed, I quickly get to work and clean his leg, I wrap it up and tell Lori and Carol to take over. Covered in blood I walk towards the tombs, "Where ya think yer goin'?" Daryl asks, "I'm going back to get Rick" I say, "I'm going with you" he says, "No. I need you here" I say and at that moment I hear whispering and I sprint to the tomb door with my bow locked and loaded, I come face to face with 2 of the prisoners, "Put your hands on your head and get on your knees" I demand and they listen.
Rick walks in a few minutes later fuming, "I lost hi-" he stops as he sees the prisoners, "Carl. Lock this door and tell everyone to go in their cells" Rick says still aiming his gun at their heads, "Just let us leave. Please. It doesn't need to end like this" the guy pleads. "You go out that door and you clear yourself your own Cell Block. You do NOT come here and you do NOT make contact with any of us. Do you understand?" Rick says sternly, he nods and Rick releases them to the door.
"Why'd you let them go?" I ask, "Because there is no reason for them to die. If they are caught in sight of us or try to come back or talk to us they will be killed" Rick says, "Who are you to let them go? I thought decisions were based on the group?" I say, Rick gets in my face, Daryl takes a step forward, I hold up a finger at him "Rick. Get out of my face and we will talk" I say, "No. I'm the leader of this group. If that is a problem there's the door!" he shouts, I push him back, "This is NOT meant to be a dictatorship Rick!" I shout back, "Now get the hell out of my face" I say and walk past him, he grabs my wrist and spins me around, "That was not the right call! They could come back and kill us while were sleeping!" I shout and rip my wrist free. I take the keys from Carl and grab my axe, I go in the tombs and lock the door from the inside. I clip the keys to my belt and Daryl walks to the door, "Jade, let me go with you" he says, "Daryl. Stay here. I'm going to find and kill that bastard" I say and storm off.
I hear the sirens of the prison going off and I sprint down the tomb halls, eliminating Walkers as I go, "That Prick" I say to myself as I reach the control room, I rip the plugs for the sirens and look into a glass pane next to me to see him standing in the door, he swings the bat and I duck, it smashes into the concrete wall behind me and I kick his foot out from under him. His back hits the ground with a thud and I jump ontop of him, I pound my fists into his face and he flips over. He gets a few good hits in and I block what I can, he picks up a wooden plank and starts hitting me with it. I hear my bones snap like pencils as he hits. I kick the plank from him and he pulls out a knife and starts swinging it at me, I jump back and slam into a wall, I reach up and rip a pole loose, I swing it around my wrist and kick him away from me, I plow the pole into his head and he hits the floor. I take my knife and plunge it into his head, I wipe it off on my pants and walk out.
I go back into the cell block and hand the keys to Rick, "Did you find him? Why did the alarms go off?" he asks, "Yes, he's dead and he set them off" I say and walk to my bag, I grab a towel and clothing and head for the shower room. "Where are you going?" Maggie asks, "To the showers" I say, "Thank-you for helping my dad" she says and hugs me, I flinch at the pain in my ribs and face, "Are you ok?" she asks, "Yeah. I'm just hurt" I say and walk off.
I pump the shower and the cold water flows over my body numbing some of the pain. I hear feet shuffling and I poke my head around the curtain and come face to face with Daryl. "Are you ok?" I ask, "I could ask you the same question" he says leaning against the frame of the shower, "Can we talk about this after I shower?" I ask, "Why? Does this make you uncomfortable?" he asks walking closer to me, now we are both under the water, "Yeah. A little" I say with a chuckle. He snakes his arms around my waist, I wince, "What?" he asks, "They are broke" I say and he turns me around to face him, "Are you ok?" he asks, I shiver from the water and he grabs a towel and wraps it around me, "Jade ya need to wrap these up and rest. Stop doing stuff so reckless" he says and helps me get dressed.
"It's always the same with you" he yells. "When are you gonna learn?" he shouts getting really close to my face, "I'm sorry Dad. I couldn't do anything about it if I had to. Mom dying wasn't my fault" I plead. "What do you mean? All if this is your fault. You should've been there" he shouts and pushes me backwards. I trip over the rug and go tumbling down the stairs, I lay there unable to breathe. "Now look what you did. You dumb bitch!" he yells and calls 9-1-1, "You fell and if you tell anyone differently. You'll regret it" he says. The room crumbles and I pass out. I wake up in the hospital with my mom at the foot of the bed. Suddenly 2 Walkers grab her from behind and rip her throat out, "Mom! NO!" I scream and wake up laying on the mattress next to Daryl gasping for air, I sit up all sweaty and nauseous. I look over at Daryl and see him sound asleep, I grab my knife and get up slowly, careful not to wake Daryl.
I decide to go for a stroll, I go outside and walk on the asphalt, I see a silouette of someone standing on the crossover above me, I look up and someone points a flashlight into my eyes, "Jade? What are you doing up?" Glenn asks, "I couldn't sleep. I was gonna go for a walk" I say, "Do you have a knife?" he asks, "Yeah" I say, "Be careful. Stay within my sight" he says, "You're not my father" I say and he laughs through his nose, "Yeah. But I am on watch so it's my duty" he says, "Yeah, yeah" I say sarcastically and walk towards the fences. I check them and stare out into the field, a smile slowly forms across my face. Finally, we have a home.
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Never Wake The Dead (TWD Fanfic)
Fiksi Penggemar"What did you see?" he asks, "Nothing" I say, "Tell me!" he shouts, I spit in his face, he wipes it off, "You are a beauty, you know that? It would suck to dispose of such a beautiful, spiteful, badass young lady, wouldn't it?" he says and grabs the...
