My Little Dixon[[Old Version]]

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...Unknown Pov...

I walked along in the empty woods with my bow in hand, ready for anything or anyone who gets in my way. I'm not scared to kill anyone but only of they try to kill me first. Through my walk I ran into a herd of the undead luckily for me I got away with out any of them noticing me.

I'm pretty good a sneaking around, I have been all my life when I was a kide. There always something going on a mile behind my back yard. It was something I was wanted to do. Racing cars and motorcycle but my dad always said it was to expensive get tickets to actually go and watch it so I'll sneak out of my bedroom window to watch it.

A brach snapped on my left side casuing me to snap out of my thoughts. I turned my attention to my lefted answered saw a group of people. I quickly hide behind a tree making sure not to make to much noise.

"Daddy im cold." A little voice said as the group walked by me.

"I know baby girl. We'll find some place warm soon." A rough voice said. Looking I saw a man maybe around my age holding a little girl with blond hair with a pink teddy bear. I smiled at the little girl but I quietly ducked behind the tree once the little girl looked my way.

"Daddy I saw some one." The little girl said causing my breath to become hard.

"Please dont come over here, please just go away." I whisper to myself as I hard footsteps coming my way.

"Shit shit shit." I whisper trying to keep myself calm.

"Dad! You need to come and take a look at this!" Another voice said casuing the others to walk away. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding in. I looked behind the tree to see the group of people walking away. I let out a sign of relief as I took my bow and arrow and begin to walk in the opposite direction of the group making sure that still can't hear me until I was far enough away.

As I walked I hard growl coming from my stomach. I let out a groan as I stopped to check my bag to see if I had anything lefted to eat. As I was looking through my bag I had multiple footsteps. I was about to shut my bag and take off running but I felt something cold behind held against the back of my head.

"Drop your weapon and put your hands up and slowly turn around." The man said. Doing as told of dropped my bow on the ground along with my bag as I slowly put my hands in the air and turned around to see the group of people had ran away from.

"Where you hiding behind the tree earlier?" He question. I nodded my head as I looked to the ground.

"Why?" He asked. I looked up at him.

"Because I didn't know you or your group were going to kill me or rob me of everything I don't have." I answered. The guy looked behind him as he looked back at me. With a nodded of his head he lower his gun to his side as I did the same with my hands.

"You have a group?" He asked. I shook my head and crossed my arms over my chest as a cold breeze hit me.

"No, the last group I was in was killed." I answered remembering hearing my groups scream.

"Daddy can she stay with us?" The little girl asked casuing me to look up at her.

"Its up to Rick." He said I looked to the man that I'm guessing is Rick.

"How many walkers have you killed?" He asked.

"Too many to count." I answered.

"How many people have you killed and why?" He asked putting his gun in his holster.

"Two." I said looking to the ground.

"Why?" He asked. I took a deep breath.

"They asked me to." I answered let out my breath.