Broken and Still Smiling ♠︎ The Walking Dead [ORIGINAL]

[1] On the Run

<Faith's POV>

I've been running for what seems like forever. My face, was bleeding. My gash on my arm, was bleeding. My bag was putting on more weight, which just made it harder to run.

"Keep running." She said, "And don't ever stop, unless you know you're safe."

That was the last words I heard from my older sister, Skyla, before our camp got overrun and we got separated. And that was a week ago.

"And don't forget to smile, because your still alive."

Smile.

But I couldn't. I'd be dead before I know it.

But now I was running from a giant herd of them. My legs were giving out and I was beginning to feel light-headed. I kept stumbling along as I saw something big out in the distance.

A prison?

A dirt road had suddenly started coming into view and I turned back and saw that the giant herd was still chasing me, but I was farther ahead by a lot. I tried to run faster but my feet ran slower. I slowed down and slumped to the ground.

It was no use. I was going to die.

Then I got some idea. I might've been to far away but it might just work.

"HELP! HELP!" I started calling out, as I quickly got to my feet and tried ran towards the prison, stumbling with every step. "HELP!"

<Glenn's POV>

"HELP! HELP!" Something, no somebody, called out. "HELP!" A young girl yelled as she came into view, running towards the gate of the prison.

"Maggie, check it out." I said to Maggie, pointing over towards the front gate. She looked over at her, but she looked farther off behind her.

Something was wrong.

"Glenn, go get Rick, and the others and get them over by the gate." Maggie said with her country accent, "Now! Hurry!"

I sprinted out of the guard tower and sprinted towards the inside of the prison to gather everyone up.

<Faith's POV>

I pulled my knife out of its pocket as I stabbed the walkers in the head as they tried to bite or scratch me. "HELLO?!" I yelled, I know someone has to be in there.

I turned around as the herd was getting closer and closer to the prison. I didn't want to risk killing anyone inside or causing any of the people inside to leave the place.

"HEY!" I heard somebody call. I looked up and saw a chick with short brown hair, walking up towards the gate.

"I kinda need some help here, so if you could-"

"Just lead them away from here and we will do the best we can to help you with whatever you need. Now just lead them away from here."

"And how do I do that?"

"I don't know! Screaming, yelling, noise!" She yelled to me, "Do something!"

Well she seems nice.

Do something. Noise! That's it! I didn't think the plan out though. So the first thing I did (and I'm happy to do it) was I scream at the top of my lungs and try to start attracting attention to myself. I then, start running off towards the herd (but not directly into it because I mean, seriously, who would?).

I dashed past them all as they all stared at me for a moment then ran after me. I finally put on a full on smile as I remembered when I used do this. Before everything, during everything, and even now.

Some things are just like old times.

"WHOOOO!" I yelled, "THIS IS SO AWESOME!"

By now I've lead them far away and I was walking back towards the prison. My legs hurt way more than they did before but I still kept walking.

I made it back towards the gate where the brunette lady, and some others, stood waiting for me.

"Are they gone?" She asked me as soon as I got to the gate. I shook my head. I was still panting and breathing heavily.

"Can I come in?" I asked, smiling a bit. Everyone was eying each other so they could make a decision.

I suddenly felt dizzy and I noticed a cut in my head. I was bleeding there now, not to mention that I had other open wounds as well.

"Oh shit." I said as I fell to the ground, and I blacked out.

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I wake up to an old man who looks like Santa, a boy who looks about my age, a tall guy, some Chinese or Korean man, a lady with short gray hair, a blonde girl who was holding a baby, and the brown-haired chick.

"Uh... Why does my head hurt?" I said rubbing my head. I was trying to see where the scratch was. I felt my hand rub over some cloth, I then realized that my head and even my arm, were patched up. "Oh."

"Good, you're awake." 'Santa' said, "I'm Hershel." I nodded as he continued through everyone. "This is Carl, Rick, Glenn, and my daughters, Maggie and Beth, who's holding baby Judith."

I looked through everyone, and smiled. Carl, who was about my age, was 14 (I am 12 going onto 13). Rick was the tall guy next to him (I think he is his dad?). Glenn was the "Korean" guy (Nope not Chinese). Carol has the short gray hair. Beth (the blonde) was holding baby Judith. And Maggie. I'm thankful for her helping me.

I looked through everyone once again, and this time I caught Maggie smiling back. "I am glad your okay... Faith." I turned and Rick was talking to me.

"How do you-" I asked but he pointed to my necklace which had my name on it.

Faith.

"Are there more of you?" I asked, and he nodded. "Where are they?"

"Out on watch, or on a run." He said. He turned to Carl. "Carl, I need you to go get Faith some water. Carol, I need you to get her some food. And Beth, do you mind getting her some new clothes?"

They nodded and left along with everyone else. Only Rick and Hershel were left.

"I'm going to go get you some more bandages, and I'll be back soon." Hershel said and he was gone. While he left, I saw he had his lower leg cut off.

Wonder how that happened?

"Do you mind if I ask you some questions?" Rick asked me, as he sat down.

I smile and nodded as I was eager to know what he want to ask me. I looked down at his feet and my smile quickly faded. This was going to be hard.

********END OF CHAPTER 1********

A/N: Yay! First chapter! Happy!

Hope for your follow,

Julia