Michael pulled into the drive way and parked the car. Everyone got out and went inside. When Charles walked in he saw Karen running towards his direction. He opened his arms wide ready to hug her but she ran pass him and hugged Brian instead.
"Are you ok?" She asks.
"Yea I'm fine but I think you should ask him that question instead of me." he says pointing at Charles.
"Karen I'm so sorry I left you in Atlanta I-." he looked at Karens puzzled expression.
"Don't you recognize me?" Charles moved his hair back away from his face. Karen looked at him for a moment.
"Daddy!" she screams and jumping into his arms. She was crying.
"Took her long enough." Michael says nudging Millers arm.
Everyone went inside, ate and listened to Charles and Millers war stories until night set in.
Alana was alone in a room. She can hear talking outside the room and yelling as well. It stopped. An eerie silence was left. Slowly she got off the bed and opened the door. A veil of mist covered the floor as she walked. She can hear the rain crashing onto the roof.
"Hello?" she called out.
"Alana!" a voice cried out from the darkness. "Why!" It kept yelling out why.
She continued down the hallway and towards the stairs. The front doors were wide open and a figure stood there in front of the stair steps.
"Why." it moaned weakly. Suddenly it looked right at here. Boom! a thunder clap followed by a flash of lighting revealed the persons face a moment.
"Cooper!" she gasped and took a step back the sight. Coopers face has decayed almost completely. An eye hung out of its socket as the other was pale and lifeless. There was a gaping hole in his chest and a small kitchen knife sticking out of where his heart should be. His arms was gnawed on revealing bones. Slowly he pulled the knife out and shuffled up the stairs.
"Why." The only word he kept repeating was why.
Alana turned and ran down the hallway. As she ran, the hallway kept stretching further and further. Thunp! she crashed into a wall. It was a dead end. The corpse of Cooper appeared at the corner.
"YOUR DEAD NOW!" he scream in a playful voice as he threw the knife. It was spinning faster and faster until it pierced her heart. Alana jolted awake and fell out of her bed. She got up slowly up and wiped away the tears on her face. She looked at the ticking clock on the wall. It was three in morning. The same silence was in the air. She walked over to the closet where her stuff is and tripped. THUMP! she tripped over Susan who was sleeping on the floor. Susan's bed was next to the closet.
"Ow shit."
Susan got up slowly. "oh.. sowy man." she sounds extremely drunk. "musta rolled outta bed."
Alana sighed. She put on her jacket and walked outside to the shed. There her friend Jared was still tied up. Every night she same in and untied the ropes so he could walk around. But this time when she came in, he knocked her out and ran out the door.
"She's waking up." Rachel says.
Miller walks over to her. "You all right? Peter found outside in the shed. Mind telling me what were you doing out there?"
"I uh, I thought I heard something so I decided to go and have a look. When I got out, I saw that the shed door open. And when I went in, he knocked me unconscious."
"Hey Miller is now a good time? I have something to tell you." Charles said entering the room.
"Yea same here." Brian says.
Miller sighs. He stands up and leaves the room.
"All right who's more important right now" he asks.
"Well it's about Alana." Brian says.
"It's about what happened in the hospital." Charles says.
"Alright Brian can go first since it's about the group."
"Ok while at the hotel I over the conversation the group had. They said they were looking for her. Also there was a girl on the radio saying that she lost connection with Alana."
"Wait was the girl on the bed who your talking about?" Charles asked.
"Yea why?"
"Cuz they never stopped talking about her."
"So you think that's the group she got separated from?" Miller asks.
"I know." Brian replied
Charles was about to tell Miller something when someone screamed.
"HELP!! SOMEBODY HELP!" the three ran outside and saw everybody running outside towards their makeshift field.
"Alright break it up give him some room." Michael and Jason was pushing the crowd back.
"What happened?" Charles asked.
Taylor was holding Harris who was unconcious.
"Is he still breathing?!" Miller asks.
"Yea but it's faint."
"Bring him inside quick."
Clank! Clank! Clank! bullets sprayed from the bushes and trees. One bullet flew into the side of Rachel skull killing her on the spot. The attack caught everybody off guard. Miller pulled out hid pistol and started to shoot the people in the bush. One bullet hit a girl in the heart and the hit a man in the head. Jason and Tyler lifted Harris up and brought him inside.
Susan and Alana ran outside.
"Whats happening we heard gunshots." Susan had fear in her voice.
"We're under attack. Since they knew this location I'm guessing its your old group." Miller said looking at Alana.
"Everyone grab a gun we're gonna defend this place until we die, they, or til this place gets wreaked." Michael demands.
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Last Man Standing
Nouvelles(This is a Fan-Fiction of the Walking Dead.) This story is about a military soldier named Jack Miller. After the fall of Atlanta, he sets off on his own journey for survival. He slowly forms his own group of survivors.