The Saviors (WILL NOT CONTINUE)

Chapter 1. Simon

            The wet dirt squished under my feet as we ran through the dark forest. My sore hands were growing red and inflamed from carrying Maggie in her stretcher. My dad, Abraham was carrying the other side, quietly grunting at his hand's pain.
            Whistles echoed all around us, distracting me from the lack of strength I had to carry on. I panicked, frantically looking around in attempt to see where the whistling was coming from. Though, I couldn't see anything, because it was night time I could barely see my group, let alone the forest we were charging through, although I could in fact hear the heavy chopped breathing of Maggie and faint gruffs that I assumed had come from Rick.
             I ran forward more, yearning to escape whoever were whistling. I slightly stumbled almost dropping the half of the stretcher that I was holding. Bright white lights suddenly lit up, I quickly brought up my left hand (my weaker hand) in order to block the blinding lights in front of us. When my eyes finally adjusted to the brightness, I noticed that the lights were coming from the headlights of several cars in front of us. Eventually, everything I thought revolved around the constant whistling ringing through my ears.
            I glanced around, seemingly hundreds of people stood around us, all whistling almost in unison. I looked more, Eugene sat on his knees in front of one of the cars with their headlights on. Disappointment and sadness shone through his eyes. Just then, a middle aged balding man stepped to us,
         "Good, you made it." He said, with a creepy smile on his face. "Welcome to where you're goin'. " We all stood, in shock, yet confused. What's happening? I thought.
          " We'll take your weapons. Now." He said bringing a gun up and pointing it at us.
          " We can talk about this-"Rick said shakily
         "We're done talking." The man interrupted, I then recognized him as the same man who had stopped us on the road earlier today. " Time to listen," Then, men stomped towards our group, grabbing our weapons. The man from the road stepped over to Carl, and grabbed his handgun. "That's your's right?" He paused. "Yeahh." He said, dragging out the word whilst leaning in closer. " Its your's" He nodded, then proceeded to flick Carl's hat up, in attempt to scare him. But Carl didn't flinch. "Ok, Lets get'er down and getcha  on your knees. Lots to cover." More men walked over to us, about to grab Maggie's stretcher.

            "Hold up, we got it," said my dad.

            "Sure, sure," The man from the road replied. Me and my dad then continued to place Maggie's stretcher down with help from Rick, and some other members of our group. We then helped Maggie get up and helped her to her knees. "Gonna need ya on your knees." He said, about a foot away from Rick. Rick's face showed his contemplation for obeying this man's orders. We'd taken down the Governor, Terminus, and Joe's group this was bound to be the same, right? But Rick then went down to his knees, and so followed the rest of us. But I was too caught up in my thoughts, some would call it as that "my life flashed before my eyes" but, I couldn't understand why. Now, I was no Lori, I would stand up for myself without a second thought. So I, The 17 year old girl of the group, was left the only one standing.

          "Listen, Kid. Get. Down." The man said. "Fine." he said, placing his hands on my shoulders. A strong looking girl then stomped up to the guy.

         " Simon, jeez she's just a kid" I heard a faint whisper say, assuming that it came from the girl.

         "Fine Arat." Simon said, slight annoyance in his voice. Simon huh I thought, At least i know his name now. He then gently pushed me down to my knees. People then began to bring out Glenn, Michonne and Daryl, and had them on their knees in an instant.

         "Alright, we've gotta full boat, let's meet the man." Simon said, walking away from us, and towards an RV parked next to the cars that were shining their headlights. He then proceeded to bang on the side of the RV, And walked towards the other people of his group. The RV door crept open, then suddenly flung fully open revealing a tall, dark haired man, with a scruffy grey and white speckled beard, wearing a black leather jacket and a red scarf.