Chapter 50

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Kira

"My blood, my family is standing right here and waiting for us back a the prison."

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Rick and I swiftly run through the streets, keeping ourselves hidden within the darkness, moving closer to the sounds of cheering. We see an area lit up with bright lights, standing torches. We stop at the entryway and kneel down. Rick reach down and gives me a smoke grenade. We take a moment and see through the crowd- Daryl and Merle fighting each other. Two men hold onto walkers by their necks in chains, controlling them of getting close to Daryl and Merle as they fought.

Merle slams Daryl to the ground, wrapping his hands around his neck. 

"Now, Kira." Rick says. I bring up the gun, peeking through the scope and taking aim. I fire my shot at one of the men holding the walker on chains. His body falls to the ground and I quickly take down the walker. Rick and I pull the pins to the smoke grenades and toss them into the crowd. By now, everyone is screaming and scattering, looking for a way to escape. Rick shines his flashlight up, trying to signal for Daryl. It didn't take long for him to spot us. With Merle right behind him.

We run through the streets, getting back to the wall and coming to a stop.

"They're all at the arena. This way." Merle calls.

"You're not going anywhere with us." Rick argues.

"You really wanna do this now?" Merle raises his voice. Merle bangs against the panels, pulling and pushing to make a way out. Once he does, he climbs through. Daryl taps my arms and nods for me to go through. I climb through the slit and find Merle tackling down a walker and beating it's head in with his iron arm.

"A little help would be nice." Merle calls. I raise my gun and fire at a few walkers, taking them down. Once the area was clear, we gather together and dart for the woods. 

It was morning by the time we see the road ahead of us. We ran through the night, stopping a few times to make sure we weren't being followed and mostly fighting off walkers. Once we got closer to the road, Rick quietly barks for Glenn. It takes a few tries, but Glenn soon hears the calling. He and the woman, who's name I later learned her name is Michonne, comes meeting us halfway in the woods. 

"Now we got a problem here. I need you to back up." Rick raises his arm in hopes of keeping Glenn calm. However, Glenn and Michonne draw their weapons, charging and aiming for Merle.

"What the hell is he doing here?!" Glenn shouts.

"Hey, put it down!" Daryl shouts, stepping between Glenn and Michonne.

"He tried to kill me!" Michonne shouts.

"Drop the sword." Rick demands her.

"If it wasn't for him-" Glenn starts before getting cut off.

"He helped us get out of there." Daryl explains.

"Yeah, right after he beat the shit out of you." Rick argues with Daryl.

"Hey, we both took our licks, man." Merle laughs.

"Jackass." Daryl scoffs.

"Hey, shut up." 

"Enough!" Rick yells. Michonne tries pushing past Rick, but he points his gun at her head. Glenn does the same with his gun.

"Get that thing outta my face!" Daryl yells at him. The only one finding this situation absolutely hilarious is Merle. He laughs hysterically, shaking his head.

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