One Chance

Chapter 4

P.S: Im not going entirely by the episodes, i might add my own little scenes in this fanfiction.

i mean if you have already watched TWD why bother reading this episode by episode? boring right?

"What are we gonna do bout my truck?" i asked. "Well, where is it?" Rick looked back at me. "At the supermarket, down the street from boot barn and the sporting goods store. i replied. "We will deal with that later." he turned back around. We ran through the building, exiting onto stairs. Glenn took out his walkie talkie. "Hey! im back, got guests. there are four geeks in the alleyway." we continued down the steps until Glenn and rick stopped suddenly. "What the hell?" i looked around to see (of course) four roamers all turning into our direction. Just then a door busted open across from us. two people ran out armed with baseball bats and started to beat the crap out of the roamers blocking our way.

e quickly ran inside. not even two seconds of stepping foot in that room, some blonde chick decides to ram Rick into a crate and point a gun at his face. "Woa! What the hell is this?!" i yelled i lunged forward in attempt to disarm her. someone grabbed me from behind. "Let me go!" i yelped.

"You son of a bitch, i should kill you!" blondie said. 'Hey, ease off." another person said. "Why? we are all dead because of them two. she kept the gun aimed. "I said back the hell off." a aperson behind me said. She lowered her gun. "We are all dead." she cried again. "we have to get out of here before dusk." a guy next to me said. Just then we heard a gunshot, then another. "Dammit is that Dixon?" i followed the group to a rooftop.

Oh shit... i reached a hand to my chest to check if my bag was still strapped to me. thank god... i unzipped it and was relived to see the compound bow lying in the middle. i looked up to see a man with a southern accent and rifle, jump down from the buildings ledge. I stepped toward him. "The fuck you think yer doin?!" i shouted "Your attractin every roamer in this city!" "You should be more polite to a man with a gun. only common sense." "You should be more polite to a woman with more than one gun." i stepped forward. "Who the hell are you?" he asked. "Samantha Blake. you?" he stepped forward. "Merle Dixon."

"Well, i would say it was a pleasure meetin you but i try not lie." he laughed and the black guy stepped forward. i went over to the ledge to sort things out on how the hell we are going to get out of here when i heard some unnecessary comment.i turned around. "Woa! you better watch yer mouth Dixon! that was COMPLETELY uncalled for!" i yelled. He just ignored me and kept arguing with T-dog, i think i heard that right. Merle had enough of him and punched T-dog across the face. Next thing i know T-dog is on the ground getting the shit get kicked outta him.

"Im done with this bullshit..." i muttered. i ran over and jabbed my elbow on the back of Merle's neck as hard as i could. he fell to his knees. i quickly grabbed his arms and pulled them behind him. i pressed my foot in between his shoulder blades, pressing just enough to cause pain. Rick came over and cuffed him to a pipe we were standing by. Rick hauled Merle up against the pipe "Who the hell are you?" He shouted. "Officer friendly" Rick snapped. "Look here Merle, things are gonna be different now. there are no niggers here, there are no dumb as shit, inbred, white trash fools either. only dark meat and white meat. Thats us and the dead. we survive this by sticking together, not apart." Merle looked over at him. "Screw you man." Rick sighed. "I can see you have a habit of missing the point."

"Yea? well screw you twice." Rick put the gun to Merle's head. "You better be polite to a man with a gun. only common sense."

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