Kira
"Welcome back."
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Carl opens up the fence for me. I step out onto the gravel pathway and head down, meeting up with Michonne down by the overturned bus. She greets me with a small head nod, and I return the gesture. She kept her eyes out in the field. I follow her eyes and see Hershel down at the fence, talking with Rick.
"Think he'll come back after the talk with Hershel?" She asks me.
"If anyone can really talk some sense into Rick, really into anyone, it's Hershel." I nod. I fold my arms over my chest. "He's good like that. Hershel's like...everyone's dad around here."
"He's Beth and Maggie's father, right?" She confirms.
"He is." I nod. "But in some odd way, he's like everyone's dad, if not grandfather. Hershel the Wise." I lightly chuckle.
"What do you think is driving Rick out there?" She asks. I inhale deeply, looking down.
"If I had to guess, he's seeing something. Someone." I answer. I can see her turning her head and looking at me. "I see things, too. Someone." I utter. She turns her head away. I can see her shoulders rise up and down slowly.
"I used to see my boyfriend." She claims. I give her a nod.
"Must be nice seeing someone you cared about." She furrows her brows.
"You don't?"
"Only the first man I killed." She tilts her head to the side. "Killed him in defense. He was going to kill me, I had to kill him first." She gives me a nod. "Now, he's just haunting my life."
"The reason you pull guns on people?" I snort.
"Because I imagine it's him and only him." I sigh out, shaking my head. "It's like I'm stuck in this trance. I don't know what I'm doing until someone pulls me out of it."
"Your eyes are like stuck. You've got like this...blank stare in your eyes, you don't exactly blink either. You don't know what's going on until someone either calls your name, or they touch you. Like Glenn did right as you pulled the trigger." I look down, shaking my head.
"And you know how sorry I am for that. Profusely." I repeat. She lightly smile, nodding her head. "I've never pulled a gun on my own people before. Not intentionally at least."
"Do you think...seeing the dead...does it mean anything? Is there a special meaning to that?" I lean my head back a little.
"It's gotta, right?" I ask. "He claims I see him and talk to him because I need him. What could I possibly need him for? Nothing. I don't need him for anything."
"You say that now." I lightly jump at the sight of Thomas standing next to Michonne. Obviously, she's unaware he's right there. Even now, she's looking at me crazy. "There's a reason I'm here, Kira. You need me. Because in about three seconds, somebody's gonna die." I furrow my brows.
"What?" A loud bang fills the air and I hear Carol shout from the courtyard. Axel's body drops down to the ground, Carol falling with him. Michonne and I peak around the bus, seeing a dirty, yellow truck in the tree line of the woods. The Governor stood right beside it, lowering the gun he'd just shot.
Gunfire rings through the air, bullets flying in all directions. There's a man in the second guard tower, firing at everyone in the courtyard. A man standing in the woods, firing his gun at Rick and Hershel. The Governor and a pal of his firing their guns at Michonne and I. Every chance we got, Michonne and I peaked around the bus and shot our guns at the Governor.

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Don't Dream It's Over // Glenn Rhee
Fanfiction"Deep breaths. Tight chest. Life, death." ᨒ↟ 𖠰 Created: January 25, 2024 Published: May 28, 2024 Completed: