BONES, twd

01.

all that could be heard are gunshots. once silence maisie looks over at her sister. "stay here" she whispers, grabbing the hand gun from under her sleeping bag.

her steps are silent, only heard by the leaves crunching, as she runs low through the trees. once she can see through the thick forest she slips behind a thick tree

the girl leans over, peeking past. about ten or more people stood around a bunch of dead walkers. "what the hell" she whispers

she slowly steps back to head back to her sister when she hears a stick crack. with out a thought she spins around and aims at the head of a scruffy man.

"put it down" the man demands. his hair is shaved and his eyebrows are bushy. she stays silent as she cocks the gun. "rick!" he calls after pulling the gun out of the girls hand

two more men run up, a older man who is obviously in charge and a younger korean. "everybody calm down" the older man holds a hand out.

maisie didn't even realize her hand rested on her knife until he spoke. "shane." the man says in a tight voice.

the scruffy man with no hair lowers his gun, in return she slowly moves her hands away.

"what's your name" the one in charge asks. maisie stares forward, looking at all three men before turn to grab her gun that laid under the leaves.

"woah,woah,woah!" the korean says, aiming his at her. "everyone put the guns down!" chief yells.

"i don't mean harm." maisie states.

"neither do we." chief says.

"so let me walk away"

"we can't do that" scruffy man, who makes assumed was shane, mumbles.

she turns her aim towards shane,cocking the gun and finger in the trigger"why not?" in return of her action, shane pushes the girl against a tree, his gun hitting against her forehead

"shane!" chief yells. "glenn,take her to the barn"

"no!no!" maisie squirms as the korean grabs her arms and begins to push her towards the farm. "no! let go! my sister!" she drops her weight, trying to pull him down

"hey, we will grab your sister, just calm down" glenn says. "she won't-"

her voice cuts off by other voices. "who the hell is that?" a dirty man comes running up, a bow in hand.

chief, which must be rick since the other names have been taken, runs up, putting a hand on his chest. "darly, calm down. we are just asking her some questions"

maisie gets tied to a tree. her thoughts only worried for her sister. two boys walk up to her. both with short dark hair, one around her sisters age and the other around hers.

"here's some food and water" the younger one sets a plate next to her. "not hungry" maisie stares down at the plate. "i need my sister"

"glenn is out looking for her now" the older one says.

"she'll try to kill him."

"she won't"

"you don't know that, have you met her"

"no, but glenn won't let some kid kill him" the younger one chimes in.

"how do you know she's a kid?" maisie rolls her eyes, growing impatient.

"is she older?" the older one asks

maisie falls silent. goodness i hate boys. she instantly tries to rip out of her bands when she hears her sister talking

"makenzie!" she thrashes around.

the fimlar girl runs up to her sister, falling in her lap with the biggest grin on her face. "they tied you up" makenzie giggles.

"are you ok? did they hurt you" maisie inspects her face. "i'm fine,im fine" makenzie rolls her eyes

"jack, untie her" rick points to the taller boy. in a instant she stands, pulling her sister behind her, three weapons pointed at her.

two she recognizes, darly and shane.

one she doesn't, a blonde woman, older than her but younger than darly.

"andrea." an old man with white hair pulls her back. why is everyone old?

"girls, please follow me" rick says, his arm opening towards a big white house. she grabs makenzie hand and they follow.

inside they sit on couches, looking around and coming to the realization that they haven't been in a living room in months.

another old man sits in front of them, rick, and shane join. then the same boy from earlier aswell as a woman.

"let's start this off with, we don't want to hurt you" rick begins. "i'm rick, that is my wife lori" he motions to the woman.

"these are my friends darly and shane, whom you met" he motions to the other. "with a gun to my head" maisie deadpans.

"we got off on the wrong foot" the old man says. "i'm hershel that's jackson, my youngest, and this is my farm.  now, we don't mean any harm-"

"you people keep saying that but you came at me with two guys and two guns." maisie interrupted.

"maisie, let them talk" makenzie, who has matured to soon for her age, says.

"how old are you" rick asks.

"which one" maisie asks.

"both."

"i'm 15, makenzie is 9"

that's when rick cleared everyone out. the two girls kept frozen on the couch, they haven't been around this many people in months

"are you by yourself" rick asks.

"mhm." makenzie nods. "have been since this started."

rick rubs his face and paces around for a moment. "excuse me." he walks to another room where everyone else waited.

"hell no!" shane explains. "shane! the little one is carls age! and then the oldest is a year younger than jack! we can't leave them out there" rich whispers in a aggressive tones

"i agree with rick" maggie speaks up. "they are just kids"

"we don't have the supplies to support two more people" shane's paces. "that means more runs, more risks."

"i let you people in to do good, you are as much family as my kids. but as my family, i know what's best. if you want to stay, you can, but those girls get the option to stay aswell" hershel's voice booms.

after awhile rick and hershel come back out to the girls. "maisie, was it?" rick asks, in which she nods. "and makenzie?"

"how many walkers have you killed?"