The end is just the beggining

Chapter two

Chapter two

As I got closer to where I heard the screaming come from I saw about ten or more walkers trying to eat some people. They had gotten to the lady, who I assumed was the one that screamed. While some zombies were feasting on the lady others were trying to get to this guy that was up in a tree, seemed that had been bitten, and was shooting at them with his crossbow from up the tree. He looked at me as he was about to shoot me but then stopped after seeing I wasn't one of them. He held my gaze for a bit, probably thinking why I wasn't on the floor with my guts all over the place while zombies were literally next to me. Who shot bout three more of them freaks and then looked at me as if expecting I'll help. "You bit?"

"No" he had a southern accent, redneck. He had a serious expression but it was obvious he needed my help. He didn't have any arrows left. I took of my bag putting it besides the tree he was on and slice of the zombies with my sword. After I finished, he was climbing down the tree but I noticed he was hurt. "Need help?"

"No, I can do it" what a macho.

"Fine" I took my bag and stared to head my way when he pulled me by the arm and looked me straight at the eye with his blue eyes, that seemed awfully familiar.

"You need to come with me" he spoke with such a serious tone and face it seemed as if he didn't feel anything at all.

"No" without saying anything else he pulled over his crossbow and went to retrieve his arrows from the zombies. It was awkward and I don't know why but I couldn't leave.

"Who was that woman?" I asked

"I don't know I just heard her scream and it was already too late" he looked over at me as he got the last arrow and just stared at me which made me mad.

"Your eyes"

"Huh?"

I must have seemed very stupid there but I couldn't shake away the fact that I seen those eyes before, and heard that accent before.

"Any chance you might have a brother? Maybe with the name of Merle?" He looked very taken aback but shook it off and one seemed angry.

"What do you know bout my brother?!"

"That he's a racist redneck and probably killed my best friend....but you know, I'm just a stranger."

He smirked and walked up to me.

"Woodbury?"

"That's the place" so that's covered.

"I have a group, we are set up in a prison just close enough"

"So?"

"I want you to come with me. Besides I need you to tell me about my brother and why the walkers just ignored you"

"Walkers? I called them zombies or freaks"

He didn't reply and just went on walking telling me to follow him.