The Dixon Chronicles

"No Safe Place"

(Daryl's POV)

"Drop your shit!"

Fuck. Who are these guys now. Me and Merle are crouched behind the cashier counter.

"Where the fuck is Short Round!?" Merle questions.

"Wish I knew bro!" I bark back.

"Hey lugnuts! I reckon it's best for you to grab your homo parade and keep 'er going!" Merle shouts aggressively to the group.

"Not until you give us what you got Merle!" the lead bandit yells.

"Goddamnit Merle! I thought you were through with your gang shit!" I yell at Merle.

"I thought so too." Merle adds on, "Hey Clarence! This is your last chance to walk away, before I shove the barrel of my gun down your throat I got an army waiting to pop your sorry ass!" 

"You mean your brother!?" the lead bandit shouts.

"Shit." Merle mutters.

"You got five seconds to come out with your hands and gear in hand!"

"Five.. Four.. Three.. Tw-"

He is interrupted by a bullet through the temple.

"Open fire!" a woman yells.

Another bandit gets shot in the head from above.

"Hell, that's probably Glenn!" Merle shouts.

Merle pulls out his handgun and starts laying down fire, while I do the same with my G18.

"Cover me baby brother!" Merle barks!

He goes to a shelf to the right where he finds a propane tank, grabs a red marker, draws a big "x" on it, and then rolls it out through the glass front door.

"Glenn! There!"

*KABOOM*

"Ah fuck!" Merle yells.

"What's up?" I ask Merle.

"Nothing I thought our ride was gone." Merle replies.

I look out the window to see every bandit dead on the ground. Glenn's runs in through the back door with his backpack, and a rifle.

Merle compliments Glenn "Nice shooting Tex!"

"I just didn't want to die." Glenn remarks like a smartass.

"Those gunshots sure as hell are to attract some unwanted attention. We should get going." I suggest.

We gather up all our things and walk outside to get to the Humvee. Merle is about to put his stuff in the back seat, but he is cut off by a single shot of gunfire.

"Ah! FUCK!" he grabs his shoulder.

I turn around and whip up my Horton and aim it at the attacker. That same woman who told the bandits to fire on us was on the ground trying to shoot us. Guess she was too stupid to realize she already emptied the clip after getting Merle.

"Merle? What to do?" I ask.

"The hell you think? Shoot her ass!" Merle orders.

I look to Glenn "Glenn?".

"This isn't right. Yeah she shot Merle, but this isn't humane." Glenn replies.