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𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧

                                  ༻ 1924 words༺

{Mania pov}

It was the next day and I had woken up early so I decided to wander. Hopefully to gather my thoughts and the fact that I had found my family. I hadn't realized so much time had passed, my head was in the clouds. I was suddenly grounded when I heard screams coming from children I presumed. As I rushed over I found that everything was perfectly fine at this point. I walked up to a random group member and asked what had happened.

"Carl and Sophia saw a walker feasting on a deer. Scared the whole camp thought they got bit or worse." I didn't bother asking his name all I know is he had kind of big ears and a pitchfork. I looked over when I heard a new voice.

"He dead?" "Not sure." I then realized just who this guy was. I feel horrible, yea the guy was misogynistic and racist and probably on anything that would get him high. That didn't matter much to me when it came to family, no one deserves to lose their family like that.

"He either is or he ain't!" Lovely voices are getting louder and tension is rising. I don't mediate It's not my forte.

"No easy way to say this so I'll just say it." Rick stepped forward with his head low, and I could tell the ex-deputy was comin' out to say hello.

"Who are you?" "Rick Grimes." "𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘎𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴, "His voice was laced with quite a few emotions. The most evident one was pure utter rage. At the moment it wasn't leaned towards anyone, it was leaned towards the fact that he wasn't given a straight shot answer on whether his brother was alive or not.

"Got something you wanna tell me?" "Your brother was a danger to us all, so I handcuffed him to a roof hooked up to a piece of metal." And that's when I saw I think his name was T-dog walking up arms full of wood and the one look that said 'oh shit'.

"He's still there." "Hol' on. Lemme process this. Sayin you handcuffed ma brother to a roof" his voice cracked when he said roof and, I could tell that he had wiped his eyes before he replied to hide the obvious tears forming and threatening to fall.

"And you left him there!?" "Yeah," Daryl I assume took a second then threw his string of squirrels at Rick which he dodged. He then attempted to charge after Rick until I don't what his name is ran into Daryl. He fell to the ground and T-dog dropped the wood and rushed over. I was casually leaning against the car me and Glenn took a joyride in. That's when I noticed one, my siblings looking at me wanting me to step in, and two Daryl pulling out his knife. T-dog told everyone to watch the knife as Daryl tried taking slashes and stabs at Rick which, again Daryl's success rate was zilch. Rick then grabbed his arm and his knife and his buddy came up behind Daryl and put him in a chokehold. Rick or his buddy kept repeating 'Okay', Rick grabbed the knife and his buddy still held Daryl in a choke hold bringing him to the ground.

"You best let me go!" He screamed

"Ahhh, I think it's better if I don't." "Chokeholds illegal!" "Yeah, you can file a complaint." Daryl was still struggling to get away. I stepped forward and Rick backed away from Daryl as I squatted to almost Daryl's level. His eyes fully locked with mine and I could see just how much pain he was in not knowing for certain if his brother was alive or not.