"If you think Rick is the problem, I guess you don't know what I'm fucking capable of you asshole." - Athena Dixon
"I guess I do have more balls even than you Shane." - Athena Dixon
"I'm a Dixon. And I've been through a lot more hell than any of yo...
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During the time in that boxcar, everyone became acquainted with the unknown people in the group. Multiple conversations were being held amongst multiple members of the group. Jisung had been introduced to the four known people, who now had names to their faces. There was Rosita, the hat girl. Tara, the timid raven haired girl. Abraham, otherwise known as G.l. Joe and Eugene, who had a mullet.
"They seemed nice enough." Abraham stated "But I was ready to go. We just got here, but, damn it, it was time to go."
Once everyone had recovered their wits after reuniting with each other after so long. They began to assemble weapons made out of anything they could find bits of wood, metal, parts of clothing. Anything that was lying around was considered useful in aiding the group in their escape.
"When I told them about DC, a wink and a nod from the head asshole in charge, they pulled their guns and it was right back to our regularly scheduled shitstorm." Abraham continued.
"Before they put you in here, you didn't see Tyreese?" Sasha questioned Michonne.
"No." Michonne replied.
"Good." Sasha said bluntly.
Daryl was talking to Maggie "Black car with a white cross painted on it. I tried to follow it. I tried."
"But she's alive?" Maggie asked desperately.
"She's alive." Daryl assured.
A few seconds after all the conversations stopped, voices could be heard, gradually increasing in their volume as they approached the cart. Jisung and Changbin both stood up, the younger boy was gripping his dagger tightly in his hand, while Changbin stood next to him, he was ready to fight the assholes.
"Alright, we got four of them pricks coming our way." Daryl informed.
"Y'all know what to do." Rick spoke, retracting his crouched position "Go for their eyes first. Then their throats."
"Put your backs to the walls on either side of the car now!" Jisung heard the voices outside.
Rick and Michonne looked at the teenagers, the three nodded that they were ready. They all heard footsteps on the roof of the train car and the door obove them opened and something fell in the middle of the floor and all Jisung could remember was Abraham yelling.
"Move!"
Jisung was thrown back, as the smoke bomb went off. As he stirred, he heard Carl, Michonne and Maggie's voices as they surrounded the boy.
"Ah, fuck my head." He groaned, as he sat up and looked around "What the fuck happened?" He asked looking around "Where's Binni?" Jisung asked, as noticed that his brother, Rick, Daryl, Glenn and Bob were gone.
"They came in and took them." Sasha told him.
"Fuck!" Jisung cursed as he stood up and hit the wall in rage.
