A Dead World.. • G. Rhee

Chapter Seven

(Hasta la' Vista, Glenn)

"You got some balls for a chinaman." Daryl incorrectly states as Glenn looks at him with an odd expression.

"I'm Korean." He corrects sounding sort-of annoyed that everyone makes the same assumption about his race.

Daryl just huffs and responds with a shrug.

"Whatever."

Glenn rolls his eyes before sticking his head out the alleyway then running down the street using cars to hide himself .

I lent against the wall beside Daryl as we waited on Glenn to either come back or scream, I'd prefer the first mind you.

None of us say a word, not even looking at each other. Daryl sticks his head back out the alleyway to make sure Glenn wasn't trapped or anything, but I turned my head to the other opening in the back of the alley where I heard rushed footsteps getting closer and closer, until a young boy, maybe early 20s, appeared in the open corner and his eyes went wide as the two of us made eye contact.

I quickly raise my gun at the boy.
"Woah, don't shoot me! What do you want?" He raises his hands in the air as he shouts at us.

Before I could even ask him who he was or why he was here Daryl opened his big mouth and spoke the complete opposite of what I was thinking.

"I'm looking for my brother. He's hurt real bad. You seen him."

The young boys head snaps all about his surroundings as-if searching for something as he shouts something in what I assumed what Spanish
"Ayudame! Ayudame!" He calls through the alley.

"Shut up! You're gonna bring the geeks down on us! Answer me." Daryl harshly speaks to the boy.

The boy just continues shouting. "Ayudame! Ayudame!"

"Shut up! Shut up!" I whisper-shout at him as I lower my gun, trying to get him to stop talking.

"Answer me." Daryl raises his crossbow to be lined up with the young boys forehead.

His calls for help echoed about the streets, so much so I wouldn't be surprised if Rick had heard it.

The more he screams the more walkers he's attracting to us, and Daryl decides now would be a good time to do something about it. He knocks the kid in the head with the end of his crossbow, and as the kid falls to the floor Daryl attempts to put a hand over his mouth to prevent anymore screaming.
But obviously his screams did not fall on deaf ears because two more-bulky-looking men appeared in the alleyway too and I raise my gun at them defensively, just as I had done to the kid that was now on the floor.

Although I couldn't hold one gun on two men, the other guy lunges for Daryl just as Glenn enters the alleyway and stupidly I turn my head towards them for a second and the man I had the gun to jumped into action. He grabbed the gun and attempted to push me to the floor, I flung my elbow back and hit him in the face, he punches me in return, just as his partner shouted something over all the commotion.

"That's the bag, vato. Take it! Take it!"

The man pushes himself off me but I throw my hand out and grab his ankle making him fall to the floor, I used this as an opportunity to get myself off the ground but the random guy also pulled himself from the floor and pinned me to the wall, he seemingly tried to reach for his knife but I kicked him in the stomach causing him to back up for a second before punching me in the face again, and again, and again.
His fourth punch was stalled as the two of us snapped out heads to the sound of screaming. At our right was this guys other teammate who now had an arrow in his ass, curtesy of Daryl.