'Unlikely Heroes' :The Walking Dead - Daryl Dixon

CH11 Lock 'n Load Part 1

(sorry guys i've been editing this more on Our Own Archive so i'll try to transfer those edits onto here)

(I want to make notice that im taking TWD Survival Instinct as canon to what happened before hand as it was intended- especially Daryls Dad's death )

Merle rustled on the  round , now delusionally babbling to himself . He replayed that moment over and over in his head. That  piece of metal coming down onto  Nicos head was the last bit of hope of getting out of here.  The  rugged man grew   somewhat of an interest towards Nico - she was a pretty little thing he wouldn't mind showing a good time but  for ones in a while it was nice having someone who would just sit and listen and not judge. During those few days he slipped up and said quiet a few things .

He mentioned his father, who died  by the hands of a zombie and how his little brother didnt have the guts to shoot him; he told her about his mother and how he was blamed for her death. There was nothing really for Merle to do but to replay a few moments.

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Nico was sitting , swinging her legs at the end of the building , taking a small break from the hours she spend on that damm computer . "You neva' know who might push ya down" teased Merle with a chuckle, as he  remained in his seat .  Nico layed down her legs still swinging at the edge. She closed her eyes and felt the sun on her skin , suddenly somebody dragged her  away from the edge. She opened her eyes to see Merle, who now had moved to sit next to her.

"What afraid that I might decided to 'gave over'?" she asked. Merle rolled his eyes "You wanna kill yourself then that's yer problem not mine!" he spat and Nico laughed. "Nah, whats the fun in suicide when you don't fear death!" she hummed out . "I dont know if yer a fool or a nutjob " he told her , looking down on the girl who now layed down next to him. 

"So are you afraid to die Merle?" . He stayed silent

The palce stood still for a while, Merle didn't know 

"I dont want to die like my old man thats for sure!"he said, breaking the five minute silece between them. Merle looked at her from the corner of his eyes, she saw her sit up and turned her heard to him. She didnt ask him to go further but her eyes made it seem so easy.

"He was hunting with Daryl and a few of our friends and our uncle , the dumm motha'fucka  got himself chomped on. Jess gave Daryl the gun and the little princess couldnt shoot the bastard in the head so Jess had to.." he continued on . Nicos eyes darted down , it was funny how Daryl had no room to kill his father while Nico did it without a second thought. 

"Was he a good man?" she asked. Silence stood again.

"He  was tolerable, till ma' kicked the bucket'n a house fire that is"he said looking out  over the city. " Hope he rots in hell , the fucking asshole!" he said, spitting somewhere over the drop, but there was reluctance in his voice.  "I feel ya on that"she Nico , looking the same way Merle did . "So I left " he continued , Nico noticed  Merle started unconfortable  itching his back over his shoulder- rubbing more then itching . Something Nico tended to do to her scars.

"So you want to make it up t your little brother!" said Nico , in a curious tone . "I don't owe him nothin' .....but yeah you coudl say that.." he mumbled. Turning his head to Nico. 

"You owe anyone anythin'?" he asked.

It was Nico's time to stay silent. "I do..... but there is noone I could repay the dept now. In the end even revenge feels pointless." she said . Now that her step brothers were dead, her fathers death seemed pointless and unfulluing . IT didint matter anymore who was dead and who was life.

Merle smirked "I could take that payment if it  makes ya feel better!"he said, raising his eyebrows. Nicos expression droped and she punched him in the shoulder.