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.・゜-: ✧☾ ☽✧ :-゜・.
Rick led them outside. Clutching onto their weapons they walked into the dark night. Forming a line, they marched after Rick. Their small group consisted of Michonne, Sasha, Glenn, Maggie, Abraham, Levi, Stella, and her father.
The girl's heart raced in her chest. They had gone over the plan enough times for her to be able to do it in her sleep. However, she hated the thought of leaving her siblings in the church. They had stayed behind along with the ones that were considered the weakest and a few people who could protect them if their things didn't go as planned.
The small group traveled over the gravel path that led to the school that Gabriel had directed them to. After walking for a bit, Rick signaled for them to stop. They hid in the forest, crouching behind bushes and trees as they watched Gareth's group emerge from the darkness on the other side of the road. Gareth and his crew crept over to the church, scanning the area.
Stella could practically hear her heart beating as she watched one of Gareth's men force the church door open with his crowbar allowing the rest of the group to slip inside. She anxiously waited for Rick to signal that they could get out of their hiding.
It was complete silence around them except for their group's occasional heavy breathing. Stella looked up at her father with pleading eyes, unable to wait another second knowing that Gareth was in there with her siblings.
Rick finally nodded for them to get up. With him in the lead, they sprinted as quietly as possible to the church. Once they reached the doors, Rick lifted his hand in the air telling them to slow down as they crept into the dark church. Disguised by the darkness the group stood in the far end of the room, watching Gareth and his men stand by the doors by the alter.
"We'll hit the hinges," Gareth whispered to his crew and they all tightened their grip on their guns.
Before they had a chance to even attempt to get the door open, Rick had fried one shot each into two men's heads. Stella lifted her weapon along with the rest of the group. Gareth's group had spun around, their eyes widened as they stared into the dark behind them.
"Put your guns on the floor," Rick ordered.
"Rick, we'll fire right into that office. So you lower your gun-"
Stella fired her gun, hitting Gareth in his hand to quiet him down. Rick sent her an approving nod. Stella had placed the bullet in the hand, wanting him to suffer. She wasn't going to let him get out of this painlessly. She watched as he whimpered at the sight of three of his fingers blown off, flesh wounds dripping with blood being the only thing left.
The man folded after seeing his hand, whimpering and shaking. Rick took a few steps forward, stepping into the moonlight to reveal his aimed gun. "Put your guns on the floor and kneel."
