6 months later
Over the past couple months I've been living in this tree, and I've lost all hope of finding my Uncle. It's no use, he's gone. I've gained a consistent routine. Wake up, watch the church, scout the area, make a plan, follow through by going to raid a store for food and supplies, stay away from any other survivors, come back to the tree, wash and dry my clothes, watch the church, eat, wash, rinse, and repeat.
I wake up but something was different today, I had realized Gabriel was gone. I remember hearing some commotion but I ignored it, I believe there were people that were at the church last month but I ignored them. They just weren't interesting and I was busy all that time with finding food since my supply had come down so much during that duration of time.
I eat my breakfast, which consist of a can of mini sausages, an English muffin, water, and a peanut butter granola bar with chocolate chips on top. I climb down from my tree with my backpack hanging off my shoulder as I cleaned my pistol, and katana. I have lost all my other weapons during raids or interactions with survivors, but without losing them I'd be dead. They saved my life
"Who are you?" An Asian man asks coming out from behind a tree
I raise my pistol right between his eyes
"What do you want? I told your friends to spread the message I'm done giving supplies for my safety" I say
"We aren't apart of whatever group you think we're from" He says calmly reaching out his hand
Everything goes blurry and I know this feeling all too well, I had just been hit with the back of a shot gun
"Whose shotgun?" I ask as I hold my head
I sit on my knees and the person kicks me to the ground
"Nicholas, she's a kid! What's wrong with you?" The Asian guy yelled
"How'd you know it was a shotgun?" Nicholas asks holding the back of my shirt as he lifts me to my feet
"Because I've been hit harder than that with the same gun, you have as much force as my grandmother you bitch" I say punching him in the face
The Asian guy laughed
"You deserved that man" He chuckled
"And you" I say turning around as I take cautious steps forward
"I'm not gonna hurt you. My name is Glenn" The guy says taking my hand in his, shaking it
"My name is Jasmine" I say responding to his hand shake
He nods, offering a smile, and I smile back.
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Finding Uncle Daryl
FanfictionMeet Jasmine Dixon, the niece of Daryl Dixon. One day, while listening to her parents fight downstairs a gunshot went off. She hides in her room, terrified, wishing that her Uncle Daryl would come to save her. Daryl Dixon had gotten hold of informat...
