I finally wake after however long I was out for. It must have not been for long because the sky hasn't changed, that's good until it gets to nightfall.
In the distance I see smoke coming from a long distance away. I get into a seating position until I hear the crunching of leaves. I hide behind a massive rock with a pistol in my hand, ready to attack the nearest Roamer.
I hear talking, Roamers don't talk. What the heck? I put my back against the rock, I decide to use my knife, so that my gun doesn't attract other Roamers. I hear muffled talking of both men and woman and... A cry of a baby?
I limp towards the nearest tree, trying not to make a noise otherwise it's going to get me killed. I hide behind it and wait to see what they are doing and if I trust them enough to actually talk to them.
"Don't, he's dead..." A big guy with a blue beanie and a sweet smile said to another group member. They were standing near enough to me that I can hear them.
The woman who he was talking to, had kind soft eyes and short grey hair. She had a sense about her that made me think she knows how to defend for herself. But those words meant otherwise. This made me tense and made me grip my knife tighter than I already was.
I turned my head to the left and saw the baby being cradled in the arms of a man with a large beard and blue eyes filled with love and affection. I'm assuming by the look of adoration in his eyes, it's his child. She is cute. She reminds me of my- no stop you can't talk about him! Not now, not when you're strong. She has big blue eyes, which matches her father. She has little hair on her head, which is again cute.
Next to her was a boy with a sheriff's hat. He too was cradling the infant and kissing her head occasionally. He must be related somehow. The brother maybe? He had long dark brown hair, like me, and stunning blue eyes. I stared into them as if I was trying to figure him out; who he was and how he survived. All three of them had smiles on their faces which made my heart break remembering I have no family left. That I know of.
The boy stares my way and I hide more behind the rock. Hopefully he didn't see me. Lets just hope.
As I look towards the other group members, I heard moans and groans of a Roamer and as I look forward, the Roamer is about 3 meters away from me. I struggle pulling out my gun with a silencer as, of course, I think I've broken my ankle, so I can't stand up. It comes stumbling forward. It was a skinny guy with a black school blazer which was ripped at the arm downwards towards his pale, bloody hands. His neck is where he was bit, the dried blood covered his, now grey, shirt. His eyes were pale and lifeless, nothing like the living.
I finally get a hold of my gun and aim towards him. But an arrow goes straight through it's head before I pull the trigger.
"We've got ourselves a peepin' Tom!" The man shouts as he pulls out his arrow from the dead Roamer's skull. I look up in terror as the well built man looks down at me. Crap! I try and stand successfully, grasping my rucksack, but I still had a bad ankle so I wobbled a bit trying to balance myself.
"What?" The guy with the beard and blue eyes, handed the baby to the sheriff boy and looked towards me, his gun aimed straight in between my eyes. "Who are you?" Everyone is staring at me now and it made me feel uncomfortable, but I'm not going to show them that. I held my gun up to aim right in the middle of the forehead.
"Mary. Mary Chapman. Who are you?" Honestly I was shaking. The sheriff's boy starred straight me and smiled. I look back at him and look into his crystal blue eyes.
"Rick Grimes. Are you alone?" He finally put the gun down but still kept in his hand. I didn't know if I could trust them yet. But the blue eyed boy made me think.
"I did. I was-" I was cut off by a high pitch scream coming from the deeper depths of the forest. I got a hold of my gun and tried running towards the scream, but of course I fell over and saw that my ankle was bruised and swollen. The Sheriff boy came running over and I put one arm around his shoulder and he put one around my hip. Everywhere he touched made my heart flutter. What?!
"Thanks..." I said quietly. I hate being weak.
"Dad come on..! We have to look!" The boy took out his gun and we both made our way towards the scream. So they're related? I'll just have to call him Grimes since I don't know his name yet.
We arrived at the destination and we spotted a man with a priest's outfit on, screaming for his life on top of a rock. Roamers surrounded him and some were distracted by Grimes and I running into the picture. Grimes set me next to a tree and I leaned on it trying to grasp my balance. My gun was still in my hand from the 'conversation' I had with Rick.
Everyone, including me, started fighting off Roamers, one by one until they were all gone. Grimes came back over helped me back over to where the group is. They started interrogating the man and then searched him for weapons. I kind of zoned out for a while...
"Why?" Rick said after got myself back into reality.
"God is the only protection I need." This guy still believes in God? "I called for help, help came." He said with a huge grin on his face. "Do you have any food?"
Grimes put his hand out and offered him some nuts (A/N XD Sorry I'm immature) and the priest granted a thanks.
"How have you survived this long...?" I finally spoke up. It's not that I'm shy but I'm just want to be careful.
"I have a church. I've never been out this far into the woods until now." Everyone glanced at each other as if to say 'lets go.'
"Can we look at this church?" The crossbow man said asked. The priest agreed and we walked/ limped to this church. Grimes walked with me and helped me if I needed it. We were in a awkward silence until he decided to speak up.
"Do you trust this guy?" I looked up to meet his beautiful blue eyes and he starred back into my dull brown ones.
"I don't know. He can't protect himself that's for sure." He nodded at my response and we arrived at our 'safe' haven.
~Carl's POV~
Mary is beautiful. Her dark brown hair falls just above her shoulders. Her eyes are dark and mysterious, like they were containing secrets. Mary is about 15 I think, just like me. She wears a black 'My Chemical Romance' shirt with blue/grey jeans and big black boots. Of course she has her weapons, they are some amazing weapons that I've only seen Sasha, Rosita and Abraham use.
We arrive at the church and have a look around. I remember going to church every Sunday with Mom and Dad. The place looks untouched and has no weapons, no protection, no anything. Just pews, glass windows and quotes all over the walls.
I saw Glenn and Mary look at a small picture frame with a quote. 'And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will recap if we do not give up'
Mary looked like she had seen a ghost when she read it.
Something's not right...
A/N
Chapter 2!
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