I ran through the forest, away from the monsters. Blood and grime caking my body, my rusted knife grapes firmly on my hand. I take deep breaths and stumble, my body is weak from a lack of food and water. I still hear the hollow voices echoing in my head. Trying to fight for my life. I push my lips into firm line as I get near the sunlight. I look to see nobody. Not a person nor a monster.
I fall to my knees and cry before passing out, blackness closing around me. I hope someone finds me and helps me. I wish my mama was here.
Daryl's POV
I'm walking in a field, to clear my head. Because our group shot people down at the barn. But Sophia was in there. I was looking for her for 'bout fuckin' a week or so. But she was I'm that damn barn. Dead.
As I'm walking. I look to see a little girl. Its not Sophia. Its a another little girl. Blood and grime are all over her body. She looks 'bout 6 or 7. I sighed. Another damn mouth to feed. I picked her up. Then walked back to the farm.
I got to the farm. Everyone still working.
"Hey Rick!" I called.
He looks at me. He looks pissed. Shane must have piss him off. He walls up to me.
"Who's the girl?" Rick ask as he still walking up to me.
I shrug. I dunno who she is.
"You don't know?" He ask.
I nod.
"Well we can help her. But if she does something wrong but have to kill her."
I nod. I walked in the house.
"Maggie." I called.
She turns right around. She runs up to me.
"Oh my.....I have to clean her up and give her a few stitches. Let me take her." Maggie says.
I gave Maggie the girl. She looks like she been beaten. My fist clinched. I groan then walked out but before I could walk out, Hershel stopped me.
"Daryl!" Hershel called.
I turn around.
"You did a good thing, Daryl, that girl would have died without you."
I shrug.
"Nah, she could have survive." I said.
Hershel shacks his head.
"No...you did a good thing." He says then walks away.
I shack my head then finally walk out. I didn't do a good thing.A few hours later.
I wake up in a room, in a big bed. Where am I? What happen? I sit on the side of the bed, i feel num. I get off of the bed. I try walking but I fall straight to the floor.
"Ow!" I cried.
I hear someone running in. I look up to see a woman. She not old nor nor young. She has short brown hair, kinda tall. I sit up and move away from her.
"I'm not here to hurt you. I'm Maggie. What's your name?"
She smiles at me. She seems friendly. I stare at her. Not knowing what to say. I shack my head.She sighs.
"Would you like something to eat and drink?" She ask.
My eyes go bright, i grin then nod. She smiles again. She walks me to a kitchen. I saw people eating. I get scared. I step back. Maggie turns around, she bents down to my height.
"Don't worry, these people are nice. I'll show you the guy who saved you." Maggie whispers.
I nod.
We sit down. Everyone staring at me. I keep looking down.
"So what's your name?" A guy ask.
Don't trust 'em. But they did help me. So maybe I should give 'em a shot?
"Sklyer." I say.
"I'm Rick." He says.
They told me their names. Glenn, T-Dog, Carl, Lori, Beth, lots of others. But Daryl keeps glaring at me. I just look away.The next day,
I waken up from people talking. I hide behind the wall so they can't see me.
"What are we gonna do 'bout Randell?" Rick ask.
"We have to kill 'im. Or he'll kill us." Daryl says.
My eyes widened. Killing someone?!? But the name Randell sounds so familiar. But I can't put my finger on it.
"What about Skyler?" Rick says.
And I was starting to like him. Ugh. Wait! No I don't want to die!!
"Why are we even talking about Skyler? She a little girl." Maggie says.
"Yes but.....there's something I feel about her. Like she knows someone here." Rick says.
I do? No I don't.
"If we do kill him. What do we do?" Beth ask.
"I was thinking-" Rick said but Dale cut him off.
"This is a young mans life!! If Skyler was in this situation. What would you do!?! Kill her too?!?" Dale yelled.
Ouch. That kinda hurts.
They don't say anything. I hear someone walking away.
"Your right, this group is broken." Dale says then walks out the door.
Everyone starts walking out. I jump when someone says my name. I look to see Carl. He's smirking.
"Hey Carl." I said.
"What did you hear!?!"
I rolled my eyes. I told him what happen. His eyes went wide.
"No way!" Carl says.
I shrug but nod. We walk outside. Ah. The sun feels so good.
"So what's your last name?" Carl ask.
"Dixon."
Carl eyes went wide again. But it looks like he's frozen. I gave him a puzzled look. Like what?
"What?" I ask.
"I think your dad here."
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Help me daddy
FanfictionThis is a Daryl Dixon daughter I ran through the forest, away from the monsters. Blood and grime caking my body, my rusted knife grasped firmly in my hand. I take deep breaths and stumble, my body is weak from lake of food and water. I still hear t...