MERIDIAN
Wells is leading the horde through the woods down a small wooden trail.
Leah(walkie): Hey Pied Piper, how's the pipin?
Wells: You kidding? I've the belle of the ball out here. They love me.
Leah(walkie): All right, belle.
Wells walks backwards eyeing the walkers behind him
Wells: Step it up, ugly. It's getting late and I'm hungry.
Suddenly another part of the horde stalks up behind him. He looks around seeing he's being surrounded on all sides.
Wells(walkie): Sir, we have a situation here.
Pope(walkie): What kind of situation?
A walker snarls towards Wells but he rams his knife through the side of its head then rams his blade through another walker. He goes it to a third walker then a fourth.
He goes to stab another walker but Brian moves to the side and stabs him in the side with his knife.
Another walker; Vivian appears behind him and stabs him in the back and grabs his walkie.
Brian and Vivian stalks away as the walkers sinks their teeth into Wells making him scream loudly in pain.
Pope: Wells, you there? Wells?
Vivian raises the walkie to her lips
Vivian: Wells isn't here anymore. I'll see you all fuckers real soon.
Pope and Leah exchanges a look with each other on top of the wall of Meridian. Daryl looks away hiding a amused smirk.
ALEXANDRIA
A thunderstorm is raging on. A group is taking shelter inside Aaron's house, boarding up windows.
RJ, Liam, Beth, Hershel, Gracie, and Judith are hovering with each other against the wall. Connie is gently caressing Vigil's arm who's passed out beside her.
Jenna walks up to the door and looks out through the window.
Rosita: What's with that door?
Jenna: It's rotted out. This storm keeps up, it'll shake apart.
A loud thunder clap echos outside making RJ and Liam whimper.
Nabila: I'll check on the babies.
A branch is sent flying shattering the window making the kids scream and the door flies open but Lyla runs and slams the door shut.
Judith stands up and walks over to look out the window where it's shown the windmill is on fire.
Lyla: Is everyone okay?
Debris is shown sliding across the ground as rain downpours all over the area.
Rosita: That's even worse.
Judith: What was that?
Rosita: A piece of the wall.
Lyla: Come on. Back.
They step back away from the window and looks ahead worriedly.
KITCHEN
Aaron, Lyla, Rosita, Jenna, Carol, Kelly, Magna, and Connie are meeting up in the kitchen standing around the counter.
Aaron: The storm blew down one of the panels in the wall over by the gardens. Hopefully it's just the one. What's worse, there's a fire in the windmill that's drawing the walkers from the surrounding areas.
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TWD-Vivian Grimes
FanfictionVivian Grimes: oldest child of Rick and Lori Grimes. When the dead began attacking the living, she thought her dad was dead until he found his way back to them again