Chandler Riggs//Carl Grimes IMAGINES

~Carl~

You and your group are doing the best you can to fend off the governors invasion.

You are in the process of losing the prison. Their tank has taken down several fences. You don't have a clue on who is alive and who isn't.

"Come on Y/N!" Carl shouts, pulling you by your wrist towards his father.

Rick looks like a bloody shell of himself. He could even pass as a walker by the way he looks and walks right now.

"Dad! Are you okay?" Carl asks.

"I'm fine, we need to go!" Rick sputters.

Rick leans on carl for support, while you keep an eye out as you make your way towards an exit.

All of a sudden a man jumps out from behind the tank that is currently up in flames.

"Put your weapons down!!" The man shouts. He seems kind of scared, the situation is so confusing. People are dying,  buildings are on fire, it's  complete chaos.

"Come on man, we can all leave this, it's over." You say, raising raising hands in submission.

"No, it's too late." The man says, and fires his gun.

A bullet, piercing your head.

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Carl screams in agony and he fires his shotgun at the man, more times than needed. The man jerks back and hits the ground as the shells impale him.

Carl cries in pain over your dead body, wanting to bend down and kiss you, and hold you one last time.

Rick throws himself over carl, his shaky voice cries. He just lost you, you were like a daughter to him and he loved you so much.

But carl feels as if in a single moment, his world has come crashing down. He just lost the single most important thing in his life in a matter of seconds. He has no idea how he can possible go on with out you by his side.

***
Carl and Rick have taken shelter in a near by house.

"Dad. Wake up." Carl says nonchalantly to his father who is laying unconscious on the couch.

"Dad?" Carl questions, unaware of the severity of his fathers injuries. Carl kicks ricks limp foot. He rolls his eyes when he doesn't receive a response.

"I'm going to get some supplies, not like you could help me anyway." Carl says in a rude tone. In a way, he blames his father for your death. Rick was supposed to protect the people of the prison, but the moment of your death plays over and over in carls mind.

Carl walks out of the house and looks both ways down a long, deserted road. He starts to head down the road toward the prison, there is something he has his mind set on.

Carl kicks rocks and leaves, causing small puff of dust to flutter up from the abandoned road.

After about a half hour, the prison appears on the horizon of carls view.

He takes a deep breath before continuing toward his old home, a place that holds so many memories, most of his belong with you.

He walks up to the front fence that has been crashed to the ground. Oddly, only about 25 walkers have made their way into the open field.

He heads up to the door leading to the C-block. He walks into his cell, stuffing a few belongings into his bag. Then he travels along the catwalk, two cells down, until he reaches your cell.

He stands in the doorway, reliving a crystal clear memory.

*flashback*

Carl walks across the balcony, with the intention of going to your cell. He knows that you are a new addition to the group, and he can tell you feel like an outsider.