"If you think Rick is the problem, I guess you don't know what I'm fucking capable of you asshole." - Athena Dixon
"I guess I do have more balls even than you Shane." - Athena Dixon
"I'm a Dixon. And I've been through a lot more hell than any of yo...
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"Jude!" Jisung Park-Grimes's screams were nothing but panic. "Angel!" He desperately dart around the woods in search of his little sister, who was not that little anymore, and his daughter.
"Judith! Angel!" Rosita calls from behind as they search for the two missing people from their hunting party. Rosita's voice almost has the amount of panic that's in his.
Jisung tears through the woods with Rosita, Laura, Aaron and Eugene, hot on his heels. Eugene carries a deer over his shoulder.
Sudden gunshots sound in the distance. Before anyone can react, Jisung turns and bolts in the direction the sounds came from.
"Angel!" He calls out again.
And finally-
"In here, dad!" Calls a young voice.
Jisung runs over to her, dropping to a crouch. He grabs her arms. His eyes scan her face and body, checking for any scratches, bites, or other types of injuries. "Are you okay?" He asks her frantically. "We talked about this, Angel. You can't just run off." His eyes shifted towards his younger sister then "Both of you!"
That's when Jisung sees the group stumbling through the woods. He immediately stands and pulls his pistol from its holster. He gently shoves Judith and Angel behind him like a protective father and big brother.
"We heard them calling. They needed our help," Judith tells Jisung.
He glances down at her. Judith is just like her fallen older brother. Carl ran off so many times to rescue strangers. It's what led to his death. Jisung isn't going to let that happen to Judith or Angel.
Eugene throws the deer off of his shoulders as the five strangers stop in front of them. Jisung raises his gun higher.
"Our rig - it got overrun by sickos!" The man exclaims as he gasps for air. "We owe our lives to Miss Grimes and Miss Park here." He pointed towards the young girls.
"They still need our help." Judith grabbed the canteen from her older brother's grip and gave it to the woman on the ground. The woman takes it quickly and brings it to her lips. There's a cloth tied around her head. Blood trickles down the side of her face.
"Dad she is hurt." Angel pointed and looked up at her father "Maybe you and mom can look at her back home?"
"We can't. You know that," Rosita tells Angel.
"But-" Angel holds her arms out.
"Hey, uh," the man that leans on a stick starts, "I dabbled in the culinary arts, uh, once upon a time ago, and-"
"Luke," one of his people say.
He ignores her, "you know with a little bit of help, I could help whip this buck into a mighty fine osso buco."
"Stew. We make stew. More mileage for the masses," Eugene says blankly. Jisung glances over at him and fights the smirk that tugs at his lips. Eugene, the man who has becomes one of his very best friends, has grown out his hair over the last six years. It reaches his elbows and is currently pulled up in a braid.
