The Forming Bond. Story1

Planning

We reached Howes in a week, having to take the long way around to get there do to a large horde that mysteriously gotten in our way. Walking into Howes, I stopped to see a man walking past me, my eyes narrowing in suspicion. After he passed, I sat down Kat on the ground, walking over to see Mitch, Matt, and Ryan surrounding something, pishing past Mitch, I looked to see Nero, lying there dead, his eyes swollen shut. Taking a step back, my eyes widened. My voice started from low to high "No, no, no, NO, NOOO." I covered my eyes, tears dripping from them for the first time in 6 years. I fell to my knee's, Mitch walking over to comfort me, but I swung my arm outward, screaming in rage and sadness "Get out!!! I don't want any of you here!!!" They didn't listen, so I unholstered my Glock, the trio backing up in weariness "Get away from him!" They slowly did so, Mitch being the one to go pick up Kat, who was still in a sleeping shock coma. I went over to Nero's body, on my knees, my head resting on his chest. Thing was, Nero was like my brother, sure we had our differences, but he was the only one who truly was there for me in the group, who kept me from leaving, now, I don't know, I just need to be here. Hours must have passed by as I stayed there, thinking to myself, I heard someone approach me from behind, it was Zeke. He spoke in his own tone (Which is like Barry Allen from the flash. xD) "You gotta let us take him, we need to burn his body before things escalate." I suddenly got up, turning to him, speaking in a low dangerous tone "Back the hell off." He shook his head, speaking "Watch your tone, this wasn't on me." I suddenly grabbed his colar, slamming him against a wall "Where were you?! When Negan came?! When sh*t was going down?!" I hollered, slamming him against the wall repeatedly. "This was on you! You talk about how much you care for this group! Bullshit!" He bring his hand around the back of my jacket and pinching my neck, I let go, slamming my knee into his ribs, which he took, and tackled me to the ground, slamming a fist into my cheek at least 5 times, before I grabbed his arm, using my legs to slam against his back, knocking him forward, he flew off of me, but I had him in an arm lock, and started to bend more and more. He quickly went with it, loosening himself to grab my legs and lift me, slamming my form against the wall, I coughed and he kicked me in the ribs, he tried again, but I swiped him off his feet, holding it in a lock, putting pressure, ready to break, but stopped when I saw Nero standing in front of me alive. I squinted my eyes,walking over "Nero? But..." I closed my eyes, just to see that he wasn't there. I shook my head, slamming it against the wall, I felt blurry eyed, and turned, looking up to see that Kat was worried about Zeke. Helping him up, I started to walk upstairs, deciding to go on a year run to get things off my mind.

I sat Zeke on the couch, looking at Kat, but she was to distracted on Zeke. Walking down the stairs I picked up Nero's body, walking out into the front and taking out a lighter, after pouring alchohal on him "Goodbye little bro." I lit up the match, throwing it on Nero's corpse and walking off, disappearing from the parking lot, ready for my mission. My mission to kill rest of the saviors.