Mercy (Carl Grimes)

Chapter 12

Carls POV:

We all looked to see where the agonizing scream came from, it turned out to be...

Hershel.

"OH MY GOD HERSHEL!" My dad yelled as he immediately checked Hershel to see why he screamed.

"He got bit, on the arm!" my dad announced, he looked like he was gonna cry.

I looked over to Maggie and Beth, they had shock written all over their faces, they were speechless.

"Everything's gonna be ok, we just need hope." Said rick as he looked at us all.

"We don't have hope anymore rick, nor miracles, we only have the hard truth." Maggie told him, as her expression turned into a stern one.

"So you're saying Hershel's gonna die, right here." Dad replied, he had become mentally crying after all this.

"DONT SAY IT LIKE THAT RICK!" Maggie shouted. "JUST DONT"

And with that she sped off to the prison doors.

"Hershel can't die, he saved me." marina spoke quietly, but it seemed that everyone heard her.

"We know marina, it's just we need to think, ok?" Glenn told her, putting his hand on her shoulder.

She nodded, and she began to walk over to me.

"He can't die carl." she told, she was tearing up a bit. "He just can't, we need him, we need him to survive, and we need him to help us survive."

I began to clear my throat. "you know, there's a chance, because once you get older you realize you have two hands, one for helping yourself, and one for helping others." I quoted, I felt kinda proud after saying that.

She smiled widely, "that's so true carl."

We then looked over at hershel, he looked weak, he's never weak, and just to think that, makes me want to cry.

I then realized if he stays like that without anything done to him, he could turn.

"Hey guys? we need hurry up with this! if you people don't realize a way to help him, then he's gonna turn before you know it, and I know you don't want that, not at all." I explained.

"Have you thought of any ways carl?" Daryl asked, as he pasted his eyes on mine.

I thought, and thought and thought, then finally I got an idea.

"Amputate." was all I said, before all eyes brightened.

"But wait, Hershel needs his right arm for fixing up people." my dad informed, I gave him a glare.

"Do you want him to live dad?" I asked him in an angry tone.

"I do carl! but what is he gonna do without his arm? I'm sorry carl but..."

"Are you kidding me?" me, Maggie and Beth said in unison.

"You're just gonna let him f*cking die like this?!" Maggie yelled as we all gasped.

"Just because you don't want his arm to be amputated, doesn't mean you just let him die!" Beth argued.

"What the hell? Hershel needs help like now!! You guys are seriously arguing rather than helping a group member?!" Marina ranted, as she grabbed all of us towards Hershel.

"He's breathing! grab the axe!" marina yelled, causing me to go grab it.

"Marina let me handle it." rick said as marina refused.

"No he saved me, so I get to save him." she chirped, "it's my rule in the law of logic."

"Here's the axe, now do it NOW!" I yelled as she quickly grasped it in her hands.

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Marinas POV:

I took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry hershel, it's the only way you'll live." whispered, before I had the axe sink into his arms flesh, blood quickly poured out, and cries were heard behind me.

I now had blood all over me, but that didn't matter.

"It's done, the amputation is complete."

I heard cheers of joy, I started to cheer to, but we needed to know, was Hershel ok?

I pasted my eyes on Hershel, in the matter of seconds I saw him get up.

And he looked at me...

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A/N-HEYYYYYYYYYYYYY guys sorry for the sorta cliff hanger! do you think Hershel turned? or do you think he's still alive? comment your answers! And don't forget to vote! okay bye!

~laney