A Dixon Sister?

Chapter 23

Emma POV

We had transferred half of the food into our cell block and we were now giving the prisoners some of our terrible weapons that no one used. I was standing next to Daryl and just behind Rick. 

"Why do I need this". Tomas held up a baseball bat. "When I have this". And then held up his gun.

"Stop showing you gun off. Big whoop you got a gun. I have a bow and two katana swords and pretty sure if your trying to scare us with it, its not working cos I'm sure not scared of it. Oh and if you fire the gun a load of walkers are gonna come running. Noise attracts them". I said annoyed.

"We'll go in two by two, Daryl on point with Emma and i'll bring up the rear with you". Rick pointed to the smallest black man who's name was Andrew. "Stay tight, hold formation no matter how close the walkers get. Anyone breaks ranks we could all go down. Any one runs off  the could get mistaken for a walker, end up with an ax to the head". Rick explained.

"And that's where you hang. These things only go down with a head shot". Daryl said.

"You ain't gotta tell us how to take out a man". Tomas said snidely.

"These thing aren't people. Their something else". I reminded.

"Just remember to go for the brain". Rick said.

Time skip.

"Man its too dark in here". Oscar moaned. He was practically dragging his weapon on the floor. I had my bow loaded but pointing to the floor so  didn't hurt anyone. Though I really wanted to shoot Tomas through the leg.

"Hold it up higher". Daryl said motioning to Oscars weapon. Oscar lifted it a bit higher.

"Your going to see them before they see you anyway". I admitted.

We walked around a corner when i started hearing the familiar sounds of growling.

"IT'S COMING". Axle shouted.

"Shut up". I hissed.

Daryl stopped and put his hand up. Everyone else stopped as two walkers dressed like prisoners came around the corner. Daryl started counting down on his fingers. 3. 2.

"AHHHHHHH". The prisoners wailed as they ran at the walkers.

Me, Daryl, T-dog and Rick stood in a line watching the prisoners try and take down the walkers. But failing. One walker was on the floor getting kicked by Andrew and Oscar and the other one was being held back by big ting, as Axle repeatedly punched it in the stomach with a knuckle duster.

"Emma would you do the honers". Rick asked implying for me to kill the walkers.

"Gladly". I answered feeling a bit disgusted.

I raised my bow, aimed it at the walker big tiny was holding and fired. The arrow missed Axle's head by near centimeters. I got another arrow out of my quiver, quickly loaded it into my bow and aimed at the walker that was on the floor. I fired and the arrow went strait through its temple.

"What did you do that for we had it". Andrew said with anger rising in his voice as he walked over and stood a few centimeters away from me.

"No you didn't because you were going for the stomach and chest...not the brain". I said calmly. I saw Daryl shift uneasily next to me. "Now are we going to do this properly or are we going to sit here arguing about it". I mocked and pushed past  Andrew to retrieve my arrows.

I pulled my arrow out of the walkers heads and cleaned them with a piece of cloth I had in my back pocket. Rick started talking quietly to the prisoners (probably telling them off or something) as I put the cloth back in my back pocket, put one arrow back in my quiver and loaded my bow with the other. I kept my bow pointed to the floor.

"Are you ready to go". Rick asked from behind me.

"Yeah been ready for ages. Its like waiting for a snail to win a race". I joked earning a smirk of Daryl, Rick and T-dog.

"Lets go then".

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Daryl POV

Me and Emma led the small group further into the tombs until we came across a set of open double doors. I stopped everyone. Emma raised her bow and I raised my crossbow.

"It's gotta be the brain. Not the stomach or the heart the brain". I explained as I shot the first walker who walked through the door. 

"I hear you...the brain". Axle repeated.

Emma shot the nest walker through the door, put her bow in her quiver and replaced it with her hunting knife. Another walker stumbled through the door and Oscar ran up, killed it and then ran back.

"Like that". Oscar questioned.

"Yep". Emma said popping the 'P'.

"Stay in tight formation...no more prison riot crap". Rick scoffed as he killed a walker.

One after another they came through the doorway. I had replaced my crossbow with my hunting knife and was stabbing them one by one in the head. Rick was shining a torch on the walkers so everyone could see what they where doing.

"AHHHHHHH".  

BANG!

BANG!

I quickly turned around to see Tomas with his gun held at Rick and Big ting looking at his blood covered hand. He had been scratched by a walker.

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Emma POV

"We have to save him......I mean you chopped that old guys leg off to save him". Andrew squealed.

"Look at where the bite is". Rick answered.

"Guys i'm fine.....look im not turning into one of those things.....and anyway its only a scratch". Big tiny pleaded.

"I'm sorry but a scratch is just as deadly as a bite". I mentioned.

"Ple...". Big tiny was cut off by Tomas lunging at him.

Tomas repeatedly hit Big tiny in the head with his weapon. He had a crazed look on his face.....like he actually enjoyed it. Tomas finally stopped smashing Big tiny's head in (which was no more than a red sloppy mush) and stood up. He faced me and Rick. He was covered in sweat and blood. I didn't move of flinch as he walked towards us. He had a murderous look in his eye.

"Are we going to go then".