I Had A Group {Carl Grimes Fanfic} (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 1: On My Own

Luna's PoV:

I trudged along like pretty much everday, hoping to find something new. It never happens.

Until today...

Hoping to find more food because I seriously had one package of Pop Tarts left, I walked longer. Longer than usual.

Then, I heard a rustling noise.

I took out my bow and got an arrow out, ready to shoot anything that comes in my way.

Just a single walker.

I sigh and take out my knife instead. I plunge the knife into it's head.

I continue walking until I spot brick walls.  I speed up my pace a little to see a gate.  The lock is busted so I just walk in. (It's Noah's neighborhood)

There were a lot of walkers but, they were dead. Quite a few looked recently turned and killed.

It was really sad to see all these people killed, left to turn then killed again. Who did this?

I looked through most of the houses which mostly consisted of everything but what I need. There was one left. It was a light blue color. I approached and had my bow at the ready, you never know.

I turned the nob to see no walkers, no dead people and no dead walkers. Just a lot of blood. I looked through the kitchen to find to my surprise some canned peaches. Now to where I fear most.

Upstairs.

I climbed slowly up the stairs, my arrow already nocked in my bow. Nothing of course. But still, a lot of blood. There were four closed doors. The first one was a bathroom. Nothing interesting. The second two were bedrooms.  Still, nothing interesting. But, the last bedroom had something that caught my eye.

A boy.

Around 14 or 15, around my age. I pulled out the gun I barely use and point it at him, taking the safety off. He didn't react. He was huddled in a corner of the room, knees to his chest rocking back and forth. Fear covered his face. His hands covered in blood along with several bloody weapons near him. I kicked them out of his reach as I approached more.

"Try anything stupid, I pull the triger", I threaten

"Go ahead. It's not like I have any use for this world anymore", he speaks.

Hold up. I will never let anyone give up. Not after my sister. Not after Jo.

I lowered the gun.

"What's your name?", I ask

"Does it really mat--"

"Just tell me your fücking name", I demand, raising my gun again.

He sighed.

"Carl"

"Now was that so hard? I'm Luna"

"Can you just kill me already?"

I lowered my gun again.

I know this world is shít but, someone asking me to kill them? No, no way.

"Why?", I asked

"Why not?", he replied

I sighed

"Listen Carl, I barely know you but I know I'm not going to put a bullet in your head until you tell me why you want me to"

Then he sighed

"I'm a terrible person", he said quietly but I could still here.

I was feeling a little bad so, I sat next to him. I honestly didn't care for this world either. I didn't care if he possibly found a way to kill me. I had a reason.

"Carl, what happened to you?", I asked seriously

"I had a group..."

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