Daryl POV
"I would call it a battle, and I did. I recorded it". Milton said.
"For what". I asked as Emma slid of the car.
"Somebody's got to keep a record of what we've gone through. It'll be a part of our history". Milton answered.
"That make sense". Herschel agreed.
I looked to Emma who just shrugged, her face barely visible fro underneath her hood.
"I've got dozens of interviews". Milton started to say but was cut of as walkers stumbled out from behind some of the containers.
Emma slid a sword out of her sheath and pointed it to the floor as the other Woodbury guy, Emma and I quickly walked to get them. There were a few but they were quite far away. I lowered my crossbow.
"After you". I said to the Woodbury guy.
"You first". The guy said and moved his baseball bat so I could move.
I heard Emma groan behind me. She shoved passed me and the Woodbury guy to kill two of the walkers.
"Pussy". The Woodbury guy said and jogged forward to smash a walkers head in after spinning the bat around in his hands.
I went foreword and shot a walker in the head with my crossbow as the guy killed another walker with his bat. I shot another walker through the eye and the arrow went though its head and lodged itself into another walkers neck. I watched as Emma spun round and sliced the walkers head in half. I started to check the walkers and found a packet of cigarettes.
"How lucky is that". I asked holding up the packet.
I picked one out and stuck it in my mouth, I offered one to the Woodbury guy he declined.
"Nah. I prefer menthols". He said.
"Douchbag". I replied as I stuck the packed in my pocket and pulled out a lighter. I lit my cigarette and put the lighter back in my pocket. I looked over to Emma to see her wiping the blood of her sword. I looked back to the Woodbury guy. "You army or something".
"Nah, I just.......I just hate these things. After what they did. Wife......Kids". He replied.
"Sucks". I said as I smoked.
"You know this is a joke, right? Ain't gonna work anything out. Sure, they'll do their little dance, and tomorrow, next day, we'll get the word". He said.
"I know". I said and looked to Emma. She was sitting reasonably still looking to the floor. "Em. You can take the hood off". I said as she fiddled with it.
She slid it down and rested it on her shoulders. She flicked her sword into her sheath and walked over to where me and the Woodbury guy were standing. She held her hand out to the Woodbury guy.
"I don't think we have properly met. I'm Emma". She said.
"Caesar Martinez. Please call me Martinez". He said as he shuck her hand.
She gave a small smile. "I'm sorry about what happened at Woodbury". She said and lent against a water container.
Martinez asked for a Cigarette and I gave him one and the lighter. He lit his cigarette and gave me back the lighter.
"I'm sorry about the prison and the walkers". Martinez said.
"Just following orders. Not your fault". I said as I took another drag on my cigarette.
"We should probably head back. They'll be wondering where we went". Emma said as she flicked her hood back up.
I nodded as I took a last drag on my cigarette, dropped it to the floor and put It out. We all walked back to the cars. I stood waiting for the door to be opened again as Emma sat next to Herschel and Milton. The was a long wait before anything happened. Rick and The Governor opened the barn door and walked out. Everything was silent as we got into our vehicles and drove off. I got onto my bike, Emma again sitting behind me.
We drove through the now walker ridden field and into the courtyard. I parked my bike and shut it off. Emma got off and took her hood down.
"Lets get inside". Rick said.
I walked behind Rick into the cell block and everyone soon followed. We all stood around the cell block waiting for Rick to say something.
"So, I met this Governor. Sat with him for quite a while". Rick spoke.
"Just the two of you". Merle said. Rick nodded in response. "Should have gone when we had the chance". He mumbled. Emma kicked him as to say 'shut up'. Merle mumbled something inaudible before he shut up.
"He wants the prison. He wants us gone. Dead. He wants us dead for what we did to Woodbury............We're going to war".
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A Dixon Sister?
FanfictionEmma Dixon is a sixteen year old who is stuck under the wing of an abusive father. She is saved by the apocalypse and is surviving well with her brother for a while. She is split up from her brothers, has a close call with death and is met with a no...
