The Walking Dead Our Universe

Part III Section IV-The Future Is Coming

7:19 A.M December 12th, 2029 A.M Daly City California.

Moroal had his gun raised, pointing it at Jordan, but then slowly put it down, realizing Courtney was with her. "Who are you?" Moroal asked, Dr. Flemming walked over towards Jordan and slowly picked up Courtney, bringing her over to a bed. "My name is Jordan," Jordan said. "I was here before, but was taken and brought to Cuba, Almon was also brought there, and so was this man named Eric," Jordan said. Stephans eyes wideneded "Eric," Stephan repeated. "Yes, right now there fighting this weird ass Cult that Almon came across and saw Courtney hostage in." Jordan said. "Are you serious!" Stephan said with excitement as he limped over to the AK laying there on the table. Moroal, Mikey, Ryan Followed. Malcom pulled a pocket knife he had in his shoe and ran after them. Courtney laid there looking at Grayson, who got up and ran over towards the bed. "Mommy, I missed you so much," Grayson said. Tear dripping from his cheak, "I love you," Courtney said softly. "I love you," Grayson replied. "The Future is coming, I promise," Courtney answered. Grayson looked at Courtneys stomach, an Upside down cross with a circle around it carved into her chest. "Mom, what is that?" Grayson asked. "dont worry about it. Mommy is safe, and that is all that matters," Courtney said.

Meanwhile...7:23 A.M December 12th, Daly City California, 2029

Stephan, Moroal, Mikey, Ryan, Malcom Ran towards the loud shooting and screaming in the distance. They got up towards the cults Area, the burning smell of rotten Burnt flesh filled the Air as they got closer to the brutal scene. Blood flying everywhere, Gerald standing there watching all of his cult members die in front of him. He turned around and began walking down the stairs of the Stage and off into the woods. Almon continued to shoot the Cult Members with the Smg he found in the building they discovered. as Eric sniped them from the rock across from the stage, more Cult members from the hills and corners and the woods began coming out with Knives. Some had guns. Mikey followed Gerald into the woods, holding his Pistol. In the distance, he saw the bright red cloak. He began running to catch up speed. As he got closer, he raised his pistol, pointing it directly to Geralds Skull. In the distance He heard walker noises and turned his head to see dozens of the dead roaming the woods. He stopped dead in his tracks. Heard a noise from the ground turned his head and saw a walker in the leaves trying to grab his leg, he shot his pistol, the bullet shot threw its flesh of its Skull as its head dropped into the Dirt. "S**t," Mikey said as he began running the opposite direction of the Cult and everyone to prevent them from all getting attacked. He saw a trailer in the distance that was closed, he ran to it and immediately closed the door, he then proceeded to lock it shut hoping to God the dead didn't hear him go in there or know someone's in there. He backed up into a knife. The knife jabbed through his back and out of his stomach. "You chose the wrong place to go," Gerald whispered in his ear as he began twisting the butcher knife. Mikeys mouth opened wide as he began to cough up blood. The blood dripped and oozed from his mouth onto his shirt. Every time Mikey tried to gasp for breath, the air wouldn't release from his lungs, only more blood from the pressure of the Metaly knife. Mikey held his chest, trying to gasp for air, but only felt more sharp pains as he began to squirm. Gerald, holding his shoulder, dropped Mikey onto his knees. Gerald then walked over in front of Mikey and got down on one knee. Gerald tilted his head and bit Mikeys throat aggressively as he tore it out, tearing the muscles apart. Mikeys eyes widened as he was dropped onto the ground. Gerald kicked the door open and tossed Mikeys body out onto the ground. As the walkers got up to Mikeys body, Gerald shut the door and then locked it. Ryan continued to shoot down the rest of the cult members. Stephan looked around, "Wheres that guy who was on the stage, or Mikey?" Stephan said. "Beats me, we mowed down the rest of his damn crew. Why don't we leave him for the dead?" Ryan asked. "Because we need to kill him, and make sure our own guy is still alive. What the hell is wrong with you," Stephan said. Anger in his voice. "Mikey can handle his own. Stephan, our best course in action is going back right now before somehow, he gets more people on our ass, Mikey will be back, " Moroal said. "He's right, " Almon answered. "So, you're the man who was thought to be dead," Stephan asked. "Yeah, I was shot in my lung protected one of my friends from another one of my friends, I don't know how long I was laying there but I woke up in a helicopter after the performed surgery on me and took the bullet out. "After whom performed surgery on you," Stephan asked. "We will save that for another time. We need to get back," Almon said. They all began walking back towards the building. They got inside the building and up the stairs. They got into the doorway. Almon looked at Courtney and ran over to her. "Hey beautiful, I'm glad you're okay, we have a son," Almon said with a huge smile on his face. Courtney smiled back. "Yes, we do," Courtney said, laughing as Almon kissed her. "We can fight through anything, and from now on I will solely protect you and the people here, I will do everything in my power to make sure everyone here stays safe, nobody and I mean nobody is going to die, nobody deserves to die, we all breathe the same air, and will all die with each other by our sides, because that's what this group is. We are fighters, and we are alive. If we stand by one another together, we can fight through anything. I once had a friend." Almon said as he stood up and everyone gathered around. "His name was Noah Timmons," Almon said. "Back when this all started, me, him and Cece, were all driving in his vehicle to the fire station, he had got beeped on his Pager, but when we got there, his entire department were walkers, all of them dead...me and him walked up to the doorway to see all of his loved ones and friends dead, not one was left. His chief walking next to his truck with a bite in his leg saw us, I think this was one of the moments that started making him go crazy. God, he was such an amazing person he's the one who shot me before everyone left. I don't know what happened. But me and that group we could do anything. Before everything fell, we could do anything, I saw a vision in us from the start. I jumped in front of Austin, my other friend, to save him from being shot. I'm not seeing anyone here that I knew...so I'm assuming we all mostly died." Almon said, looking down. "The whole point I'm trying to get across is we can't Dis-group. We can't disband. That's when things will go sideways. we need each other," Almon said. Everyone is looking at Almon Emotional.