Just walking, but dead

Disclaimer: I do not own the walking dead or any of its characters, I also don't own the song I use within the story, thank you and enjoy. -alex

Just walking, but Dead
Enid POV
" Dad we've been walking for hours, how far is the nearest town?"
"Don't worry we are close, we'll find a home food and weapons to fight with."
"We are anyway?"

I stepped into say something, they have been at it for a while now. We have been walking for a while, but in  this world if you stop for too long you're dead. Just the ways of today, it's either die or fight longer to see the world to go to hell.

When we arrived there were gate, fences, walls. It was just another place to get destroyed. We walked into the woods when we heard a car drive out. They started to yell something called a zombie roll call. Rick had us follow them,since they weren't going too far from the gates.

They started to pile out of the car with, rock gear? What are they doing? That's when they started to play, they had a few people up front in front of them with weapons. That's when zombies started to emerge out of the forest. Soon another kid walked up to the front, better yet to the microphone that was there. They started to whisper words, let the something hit the what?

That's when they got louder, i heard this song before, let the bodies hit the floor. In the background you heard the other players whisper, zombie roll call. Is this what that was, why would they want to call out zombies. Too many were coming and started to surround them, us too.

They were to caught up in what they were doing to notice us. When that was done, i saw the one singing being surrounded with no one to help. I just looked away, when i looked back they were holding their eyes, shooting them in the head, perfectly.

They looked back up, yelled at the group they were with.

"Thanks you fuckers i lost my fucking glasses and you don't help me"
" We thought you had it under control"
" I won't have self control if I get a chance to kill you"

They're like little kids fighting. How can they fight like this, literally, surrounded in zombie corpses. Well i seen ron and carl fight like this, but we were in walls. I must say it's funny to watch for the most part. Carl and Ron, well they couldn't help, but laugh.

This drew their attention to us. They didn't have any emotion in their looks, until one talked.

"Oh look survivors, welcome to philly"
"Why are you here?"
"If you are here to attack us, i suggest you not"
"Don't be mean to them, are you guys looking for a place to stay?"

The shortest one asked us, she was the first one to show emotion, the only one to show emotion. She welcomed us in without knowing us, do they do this every day. Sure it's nice to be welcomed, but weird to be welcomed easily without knowing our backgrounds.

"So you come with us, we just nee-"

When they turned, the girl stopped speaking. Wait, what happened to all the equipment. It was gone. How did we not notice? That's when we heard a bike engine being brought to life.

"Now why am i always cleaning up before you and leaving before you, all the time"

It was the one we haven't seen the face of yet. They were sitting on a blue, Ducati. They seem to have a lot of people who can fix a bike if that looks so good.

"ALEX, what did i tell you about putting everything away?!"

Alex, i think it was, just shrugged their shoulders. They threw up a middle finger towards her and drove off. I looked back at the girl, i looked back at the fuming girl slightly giggling. Carl and Ron were looking at the guys around her in confusion.