Third Person's Point of View
The group were still a little hesitant at first, but after a while, they finally took the opportunity for a new beginning. They weren't alone now, no. Because they have Alexandria - and most especially, Allison.
Allison tried to help Aaron on carrying Eric but her friend refused to, so she just stood beside the huge gate that keeps the Alexandria safe. For now.
Allison pulled her eyes off of the couple when Eric started walking away from them. She shared a few seconds of staring with Aaron before her eyes landed back on the group again.
The group were alarmed - all their weapons raised, when something hit the trash bin beside them. Daryl immediately pulled the trigger of his crossbow, killing the animal.
Allison turned to her people, Aaron with his awkward expression again and with Nicholas with a rather quite surprised face.
The redneck turned around once again after he picked up the dead animal, saying, "We brought dinner."
"It's okay," Aaron finally managed to say out of his mouth. He gestured to them, inviting them to go inside. "Come on in, guys."
The two guy walked ahead, so Allison dragged her feet away from her position a few seconds ago. She's now walking with them, with the group behind them.
The three shared some looks, but only Allison held a cold exterior.
Nicholas was the first one to break their eye contacts. "Before we take this any further, I need you all to turn over your weapons." He paused for a few seconds, letting the new group to understand what he just said. "Stay, you hand them over."
Before Allison could interrupt the conversation, Rick cut her off. "We don't know if we want to stay." He said, taking a step forward with the baby in his left arm.
Aaron shifted uncomfortably again.
Here we go again.. Allison thought in the back of her mind as she rolled her eyes.
"It's fine, Nicholas." Aaron said, trying to slightly cut off the tension forming in the air.
"If we were gonna use them, we would have started already." Rick said.
Allison shook her head absentmindedly. "Nah-ah. If I were y'all, I wouldn't."
Aaron sighed, trying to calm his awkwardness down. Looks like new faces and an attitude girl, like Allison, doesn't mix well.
"Let them talk to Deanna first." Was all Aaron said. More like talking to Allison.
"Who's Deanna?" The red haired guy spoke.
The cherry red haired girl huffed. "Duh," Allison rolled her eyes for the uncountable times in this week. "Of course the leader. Who do you guys thought she'd be? She knows everything about this place - well, aside from me, honestly." She briefly explained.
"Rick, why don't you start?" Aaron asked.
Rick looked at the group behind him. A walker snarled, making Allison swiftly walk to the gate. But as she aimed her gun, Sasha intervened, killing the psycho first.
"Bitch," Allison mutters under her breath as she walked back to her position, waiting for the group's decision.
They were about to walk when Allison heard Matthew's voice and the baby's giggles. "Oh! There's Mama!" She heard him say.
The frustrated girl uttered some different languages of curse under her breath as she heard the two's giggles and laughters.
"Hi there, Mama." Matthew took Amie's tiny hand and waved it.
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Colours | Daryl Dixon
Fanfiction"You were the reason I'm seeing colours in this dark, awful world." "You showed me colours that I can't see with anyone else." ~~ [ You as Allison ] This is a fanfiction. The characters from this story are all from Robert Kirkman and AMC's "The Walk...
