The start

Children like stories

They stuck Rick in a different home by himself locking it up from the inside. Same thing with Pete but he didn't get locked up. Rosita patched Rick up as we all kept watch on him. Their group started watching The Armory. Keeping a chart of what we've taken what we didn't. It was useless. We knew how to fight and they didn't. If we wanted to kill them we could do it with our bare hands and we have kitchen knives. Glenn, Carol, Abraham and I head over to the house. Michonne was already talking to Rick as we got there.

"Where'd you get the gun?" Michonne asked.

"You took it, right? From the armory? That was stupid. Why did you do it?" Carol asked. Goddammit Carol. You are perfection at lying.

"Just in case." Rick plays it off.

"Deanna's planning to have a meeting tonight. For anyone who wants to." Glenn says.

"Why?" I asked.

"To kick Rick out?" Abraham asked.

"To try." Carol scowls.

"We don't know that. Maggie's with Deanna right now. She's gonna find out what it is."

"At the meeting, you say you were worried about someone being abused and no one was doing anything about it. You say you took a gun just to be sure that Jessie was safe from a man who wound up attacking you. Harley is your witness. SHe sae everything that played out. You say you'll do whatever you want them to. Just tell them a story that they want to hear. It's what I've been doing since I got here." Carol says as I nod my head.

"Why?" Michonne asked.

"Because these people are children and children like stories." Carol says.

"What happens after all the nice words and they still try to kick him out?" Abraham looks up at us.

"They're guarding the armory now." Glenn shakes his head.

"We still have knives. That's all we'll need against them." Carol states.

"Well, tonight at the meeting, if it looks like it's going bad, I whistle. Carol grabs Deanna, I take Spencer, you grab Reg, Glenn and Abraham cover us, watch the crowd. Harley, you are in the tower. Keep an eye on things." Rick plans it out.

"Sounds good." I nod my head. These people have no idea what they are doing.

"We can talk to them." Michonne sits up.

"Yeah, we will. If we can't get through, we take the three of them and say we'll slit their throats." Rick tells us.

"Like at Terminus?" Glenn scoffs.

"Terminus was different." I say.

"No, we just tell 'em. They give us the armory and it's over." Rick says.

"Did you want this?" Glenn asked.

"No. I hit my limit. I-- I screwed up.
And here we are. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm just gonna sleep some more." Rick rolls over as the rest of us walk out of the house.

For the rest of the day Jay and I took a nap at the house. She needed sleep and I need to sleep. Especially if we were going to that meeting later on that day. I was getting worried about Daryl. They never really explained how long he would be gone. If he had to stay out there until he found at least one person to bring back. There was no time or day limit he had to be out there and be back. That's what concerns me. I don't know whether he's not coming back cuz he's dead or he's not coming back because he hasn't found anything yet.

"Harley." Rick comes rushing into the house.

"Rick, what's wrong?" I sit up from the bed.

"The gate door is open." He tells me as he walks back out of the house. I cover Jay up with the blanket as I follow after him.

"Spencer was on gate duty last. He always closes the gate." As we run to the gate. It was open. I look around as Rick slides his finger on the lock. There was blood and dead skin covered in it. We run around Alexandria trying to find the walkers.

"We need to find these things. Its getting dark." I yell out.

"We will." Rick shouts back.

"We have to warn the others." I tell him as he shuts the gate.

"No, I'll find them. I'll take care of it. You head in the tower. Keep an eye out, if you see one take it out." Rick runs off and I jog over to the tower. Once I climbed up I was kicked down to the ground. My back ached with pain as I groaned. A woman comes climbing down the stairs and sits right on top of me holding a blade to my throat. I noticed the W carved out of her forehead.

"So, this is Alexandria? Huh. I've been watching you." She laughs.

"Listen, I can get you what you want if you tell me. Need food? Water? Clothes? Medicine? What is it?" I could feel the cold metal across my throat. I reach on the ground for something. Anything.

"No, I don't need supplies. I only need this place." My hand covers a large rock as I grip onto it.

"You don't need to do this. We can live here together. Like a community. That's what this place is." I try to sound scared.

"No, this place is mine now and I am going to kill you all." She laughs as gun shots echo. She looks up for a second as I bring the rock to her head.

I roll away from her and run over to the tower. The woman grabs on to me as I kick the knife out of her hand. She punches me and tries to make me loss balance as I push her to the ground and kick her in the head.

Target.

I climb up the tower as she follows closely behind. I grab onto Spencers rifle and loading it up. Once she came in I shot her. She was 6 inches away from me. I shoot her again but this time in the head. I push her limp body out of the tower as I gasp for air. I was out of breath. I climb down the tower and drag her body through the town. It was empty. I had nothing to worry about. I could hear the others near by. I walk over to the bonfire where Rick and the rest of the group. Everyone stares at me as I breath out heavily. I was out of breath from all the fighting. I saw Pete's and Reg's body bleeding out.

"You guys thought walkers were the only bad thing out there?" I flip over the woman.

"She's freshly killed." Abraham says aloud.

"This piece of shit got in the same time the walker got in. Hiding in the tower. Tried to kill me. She said she was going to take this place and kill us all. There's more of them out there." I look around the group. They stood their silently.

"Harley?" Daryl steps forward from the back of the group.

"Daryl." I run up and hug him tightly.

"You're ok." I smiled into his chest.

"You're ok. I'm ok." He says.