"Adrianna." A slight whisper sounded out and she groaned lightly. "Adrianna."
Her eyes shot open when she realized someone was in their room. She quickly pulled herself from Daryl's arms and grabbed the crossbow that was leaned against the wall. From her sudden and panicked movement, Daryl followed behind and raised his gun to the figure.
The moonlight shone through the blinds and onto the face of Jesus.
"We need to talk."
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The sun had finally came up and everyone was awake and aware of the man's presence. She called over Rick and a few others to listen to the man's words. They sat around a round dining table and all eyes were on the strange man's.
"So how'd you get out?" Rick asks breaking the ice."One guard can't cover two exits." Adrianna groaned internally. "Or third floor windows. Knots untie and locks get picked. Entropy comes from order, right?"
"Right." She snapped back. His eyes caught hers from a moment before he turned away from her threatening gaze.
"I checked out your guys arsenal." He was definitely stealthy if he could've checked the whole town and no one noticed him. "I haven't seen anything like that in a long time. You're well equipped but your provisions are low. Very low for the amount of people you have." He says pointing out the plain obvious. "Fifty four?" He makes a guess.
"More than that."
"Well I appreciate the cookie, compliments to the chef." He says with a smile. Daryl takes a step up to Adriannas side and grunts. "She ain't here."
Jesus pauses at his tone. "Look we got off to a bad start." He admitted. "But we're on the same side, the living side. You guys had every reason to leave me out there but you didn't." He turned to the rest of the group. "I'm from a place that's a lot like this one. Part of my job is searching out other settlements to trade with. I took the truck because my community needs things, and the three of you looked like trouble." They gave him a glare. "I was wrong, you're good people. And this is a good place. I think our communities may be in a position to help each other."
"Do you have food?" Glenn asks.
"We've started to raise livestock. We scavenge, we grow. Everything from tomatoes to sorghum."
"Tell us why we should believe you." Rick replied back. "I'll show you." Jesus offered. "If we take a car then I can get you back home in a day, you can all see for yourselves who we are and what we have to offer." The group fell silent as they thought about taking his offer. "Wait, you're looking for more settlements?" Maggie asks the man with emphasis on the more. "You mean you're already trading with other groups?" She asks.
A huge smile overtook Jesus's face. "Your world's about to get a whole lot bigger." He replied.
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Hours had passed and they were now on the road.
They agreed to go with Jesus to his community. The RV rumbled below them as they drove in silence, they had no idea what was ahead and it could be a dangerous group. They stayed on guard the whole time so when the RV started to slow down Adrianna shot up from her seat. "Rick, what's going on?" She asked walking up to the front of the RV. "We got a crash ahead." A car was flipped on its side and blood could be seen all around it. "Looks like it just happened." He said pulling the vehicle to a stop.
Jesus sighed. "It's one of ours."
He hopped out of the RV and the group followed him with guns raised. They kept their attentions on their surroundings. This could be a trap that they walked right into. As Jesus came around the car, searching for any survivors, he froze when Rick aimed at him.
"If this is a trick, it won't end well for you." He warned. "My people are in trouble. We don't have a lot of fighters." Jesus replies. He paused as he thought about something for a moment. "I know how it looks, but I'll play it out. Can I borrow a gun?"

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Mi Amor ~ Daryl Dixon
ActionAdrianna Torres has been good friends with Daryl Dixon since they were teenagers. Ever since they met they have been nearly inseparable. When the dead start to walk they struggle with having to come face to face with fear, evil, loss, and betrayal...