~Peter POV; 2 Hours Later~
Well, not only were we able to get gas for Kenny's truck, we managed to get the pills for Larry, but walkers were coming and we had to be ready to get outta here.
I packed up my carbine, supplies, clothes, and ammo and gave it to Lilly who knew that I didn't meant to pull my pistol on her father.
I just wanted to protect a kid that he thought was bitten.
Woman 3: Okay baby, time to go.
Kenny: I'm gonna go get the truck around back!
Lilly: Do it fast, I gotta get my dad outta here!
Kenny: I'll count on it! Doug, Carley, Lee, and Peter, you hold down the door while we bring the truck! And Lee, I'm gonna need that axe in case we run into some out back!
Lee: Here you go!
Lee threw the axe to Kenny as I had to take out my pistol. I can't use my rifle because the walkers are so close, so my next bet is my hatchet since it's close quarters.
Lee, Carley, and Doug were holding down the door as I went off on the walkers, but I had to save my ammo.
I was chopping a piece of every walker's skull that I can get an aim on, and if any arm was sticking in, it was getting chopped off, especially when a walker's torso was coming through, I kicked it down and stabbed the head with my knife.
So I'm basically making sure that I save up my ammo and using the hatchet and knife to cut off some heads and stab the brain, knowing that's the only weakness these brainless dead idiots have.
Soon enough, there were so many walkers that this girl named Clementine brought out a cane to hold the front door down.
Then, walkers were coming after Carley and Doug, but Lee and I trusted each other's judgment: I went for Doug, he went for Carley.
I was chopping off some arms around Doug, making sure that they didn't grab him, and just as I was about to pull him away, it was too late: he was pulled into a walker horse and was eaten alive.
I felt immediate regret and I was going to piss myself off for failing, but Carley grabbed my bag and we were getting outta here.
On the way out, we noticed Lee wasn't out of there, but Clementine and Larry were out. I had to get back in there.
Peter: Where's Lee!
Larry: Forget about him! He's dead!
He kept on running to the truck until I grabbed my hatchet and went back inside.
I saw that Lee was about to get bitten, but at the last second, I killed a walker that looked familiar. I pulled Lee up and got him to the truck.
I was glaring at Larry and I had to yell this at him.
Peter: Let me ask you a question, old man, what kinda nasty shit did your parents do to you growing up?
Larry: Ah, fuck you, kid!
Peter: Kiss my ass.
It was only a matter of time before we got to the motel, and unpacked everything. I got my own room, same with everyone else as I unpacked my clothes and guns before going out to help the others.
Turns out I'll be rooming with Carley, and I have no problem with that, knowing how close we both are.
I saw Glenn talking to know what's that about.
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The Walking Dead: Season 1 (X Male OC)
FanfictionPeter Samuels is a kid from Atlanta, Georgia, whose parents happened to be the longtime friends of Carley, who got to know her thanks to his mom being a reporter for the WABE while his father taught him how to hunt and shoot guns. However, one day...