Mary looks down at me and then looks away. She shakes her head.
"Is she a good shot?" A kid from the back asks. He has a sheriff's hat on and had long brown hair. Oh and he had an eye patch too.
Before I can answer, an arrow strikes, skimming just past his face. It hits a squirrel. I look back at her, she now has her hood covering her face. I smirk and shrug.
"She's alright." All of them have their mouths wide open, surprised.
A woman with a sword laughs slightly before looking up at Mary. Mary tilts her head to the side again and squints her eyes.
"May we speak with her?" The man says again. I roll my eyes and turn back towards the gate.
Mary and Layla let me in, and I climb up to talk to them.
"What do we do?" Layla asks, panicking slightly. I hold her shoulder and tell her to stop. It's not who we are. We're all strong.
Mary doesn't talk and clenches her bow tighter.
"Are they with the Saviours?" Mary asks, looking over the fence at them. I shake my head and tell her that they would have shot us by now. Or stormed through the gates or done something fucking stupid like that.
"We need to do something. Mary? What are you thinking?" I ask her.
She cocks her head once again. "We talk."
She looks down at the group. She sighs.
"Who are you?" She shouts down, still covering her face and pointing her bow and arrow towards them.
"Rick Grimes."
Her facial expression changes, you could tell, but she didn't want to show it.
She turns back to us. "They can't be with Negan's group. They have a kid and women with them. You know what Negan is like. And plus, our shipment isn't due until Wednesday."
She's right. Negan prefers the women to stay at the camp, where ever that maybe, and he only takes men with him on runs or pick ups.
"Who's the leader here?" Rick asks us. He has no idea what's he's in for.
Mary tilts her head once again and looks back at him.
"You're talking to her, Rick. Why are you here?"
He looks back at the rest of the group. The woman next to him nods.
"We know you make weapons. We would love to trade with you." The guy says. He has bright blue eyes that I swear I've seen before.
He knows that for a true fact. We make weapons for Negan. Stan and a few others know a factory not far from here and makes bullets there. It's kinda cool if I'm being honest.
"How do I know we can trust you? You're from Alexandria, you people are up for a war, am I correct?"
Rick nods slightly.
My eyes widen as I look in the distance. Tons of walkers are stumbling forward towards St. Helens.
I nudge Mary and she notices too. She starts shooting arrows at them and fires some warning shots for the people in the town. We do that to warn the people in St. Helens to know to get ready for any attacks.
Layla opens the gates for Rick's people. They all rush in, breathing heavily.
"We can talk now I guess." The kid mumbles. Mary rolls her eyes but smiles. I swear she did. Does she like this kid or something?
She then nods and walks further into the town.
"Mary, what are we doing?"
"I can handle it Callie."
I turn to her and give her a stare. "What?" She asks.
"How do we know these people aren't dangerous?!"
"They're not. I know."
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~Carl's POV~
I don't know about these people. Dad and Jesus said, before we left, that they'll be fine and they won't harm us. This girl practically nearly took my face off with her arrow. But she seems nice I guess. Pretty hot and badass, besides the fact I haven't seen her face yet. She knows what she's doing that's for sure.
The other girl with blond hair leaves with the red head girl. I don't know their names. Callie I think and maybe Layla? I can't remember what the hooded girl said.
"Come with me." The hooded girl says. We follow and I can't help but look around this beautiful place.
It was nothing like Alexandria. It was natural. Homemade might be the right word. Everything was like a farm, much like Hershel's or the prison. It was clean and pristine and held no death smell like Alexandria.
"You own this place?" Abraham asks. She nods and carries on walking.
We arrive at a house, which I assume is hers. It's beautifully big and fancy.
"If we're gonna negotiate a deal, we would like to see your face." Glenn demands.
She breaths in slowly and turns. "Of course."
She takes down her hood.
Her hair is longer.
Her eyes are darker.
She's taller.
Mary.
A/N
HELLO EVERYONE
It's been a thousand years. I'm back hoe
Tbh I don't know what I'm doing with this story. It kinda sucks...
Anyway!
THEY HAVE REUNITED BRUH
DID YOU GUYS SEE THE TRAILER FOR TWD FINALE?!!?!?!!?!
OML I'M SHAKING AND CRYING AND I'M JUST A MESS RN
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