The Walking Dead: A Broken Empire

[N1]Chapter 6: Left To Die (Let Dave Choose)

Chapter 5 RECAP
Things take a turn for the worst as Dave made life changing decisions to the entire group. After arriving in a tent following the deaths of others, Dave gets a surprise from a former group at gunpoint.

"Listen man, I ain't out here to hurt ya! I was just doing my job." Lenord yelled.
"You were gonna kill us and take all of our supplies. Now, I'm going to my job to protect my people." Dave replied.
"No, no, no, no-you can't! Think about what you're doing here! You-Nngh- Javi, is it? Tell em! Tell him I'm innocent in all this! Please, One man to another, I am begging you."
"It's up to him-Not me. You chose to come here and shoot our people, you pay the price." Javier informed.
"I already thought about this enough. You Mathis people can keep coming, but when they see this massacre, it'll be a huge sign to them. Keep them coming, I'll keep killing you off until the jobs finished." Dave stated.
"PLEASE," Lenord yelled, IM JUS-"
Lenord was cut off mid sentence as a bullet blasted through his face. Dave held the pistol at Lenord's corpse, then released the remaining bullets into the dead body.
Dave dropped the pistol and crouched down, holding his face into his hands.
"That son of a bitch. I fuckin trusted him and he stabbed me in the back?!" Dave yelled.
"Good riddance. That pile of shit killed our people." Javier agreed.
"Next time, we gun em all down before they get the chance to even speak. They won't know what hit em." Ripper said.
"What do we do now though? Just because he's dead doesn't mean all our problems are gone. We still are running low on food, water, all that shit." Terrence said.
Ripper walked over to a corpse of their party and started rumaging through their supplies.
"What are you doing?" Terrence questioned.
Ripper turned over with a grin on his face, "I have a feeling he won't be needing this anymore." Holding up a magazine of ammo.
"I figure we keep heading towards Clarance. If we move five miles a day at least, we'll be there within 3 days." Dave said.
"What about food, water, all the necessary supplies? We don't even have a place to sleep." Javier added.
"Well we will find some on the way. Can't be that hard, you got any better ideas?" Dave interogated.
"I still have a family that I need to find! Those assholes took them from me." Javier said.
"Javi, if you want any chance of finding your family alive, it's at Clarance." Dave persuaded.
"You better be right about this Dave." Javier replied.
"Javi," Dave smugly questioned, "When am I ever wrong?"
The small group of four gathered up and followed Dave further down the trail.

Javier walked through the piney bushes and made his way toward a rickety white shed. Kate, Gabe and Mari were standing nearby.
"Javi," Kate whispered, "Are you sure about his? What if this is a trap, what if they led us here just to kill us?"
"If they wanted to kill us they wouldn't have waited this long. They said Sam is here and I need to get him back." Javier replied.
The group walked forward to the shed. Javier slowly grabbed ahold of the handle and pulled it open as Kate, Gabe and Mari held their guns toward the door.
The dark shed was quickly lit up by the sunshine outside. Javier ran inside to see his son laying on the ground.
"Sam!" He shouted in joy.
But just as quickly as his happiness came, it left and was filled with fear and sorrow.
Sam's bloodied body turned around to face Javi, then slowly crawled towards the group, growling and snarling for the next meal to approach. Javier stood in utter shock, staring at his dead son slowly coming towards him in his rotting flesh.
Gabe and Mari covered their mouths in awe.
"Javi," Kate whispered, "Im- oh God... I'm so sorry."
Tears began to seep down Javier's face as he fell to his knees.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no! This can't- this isn't fucking real. What kind of a person would kill my son?! Leave him here- like this?!" Javier choked up.
The Walker came slowly closer, inching its way nearby. Javier slowly pulled out his pistol and aimed it at his sons face. Yet, he couldn't pull the trigger. There his gun aimed as Sam came closer and closer. Just as Sam put his arm out and grabbed Javi's hand, he pulled the trigger and finished off his son. Javier stood up and looked below at Sam's corpse without saying a word, showing no reaction of any sort.
"Javier, I'm so sorry.." Kate comforted.
"No," Javi sternly said, "These pile of fucks think they can get away with this, after the fucking peace I kept with them. No way, not a damn chance. Turn around, get out of here. We are going to find these people again and I will rip their flesh off with a fucking spoon."
"Javi, I know your son meant a lot to you, he meant a lot to all of us, but what you're saying right now is suicide." Kate replied.
"They killed themselves when they thought they could get away with murdering my son. They chose their fate, I'm just going to help them finish it."