Chapter Seventeen

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by ReitoFu

by ReitoFu

Daryl's Pov

She yanked her arm away from me. "Don't FUCKING touch me!" I gulped seeing her storm of again. Hershel pat me on the back. "She just needs time. We have to find that boy." I nodded, walking out.

Raven's Pov

He killed him. Shane killed Randall.. I stared in horror at Shane as he raised his hand towards me to calm me. "Look Raven, I-I had to-" He stared at me with that cold uncaring look. I gulped. I couldn't speak it was to shocking, he retch for his pistol slowly behind him. "I don't wanna kill you, all you have to do is- is listen to me." I stared down at Randall's scared and hurt eyes.

Those caring and loving eyes were gone, and it was because of Shane. My hand gripped my combat knife tighter. "Raven-" I turned instantly and bolted, hearing him run after me, I winced. I turned sharply and ran further into the woods, he was behind me, I could feel it. There was a group of walkers, I ran past them.

Daryl's Pov

"Rick! Rick! He's armed!" Rick looked at Shane with alarm, and that's when he spat out something I never thought I'd hear. "Raven, he's got Raven, and my gun." I clenched my crossbow as Rick called out orders. She said it wasn't her.

"Daryl lets go." I nodded towards Rick and walked into the woods with them. "Kid weighs a buck 25 soaken wet, and you say he got the jump on ya?" I shook my head as Shane continued blubbering. The funniest shit? Rick said to split up.

I grabbed Glenn's flashlight and started trackin' the kid.

--Quick timeskip to the finding of Zambie Randall--

---Sorry for the quick timeskip, but this part is boring in my opinion---

"Got his neck broke." Glenn looked at me weird as I flipped him and searched for bites. "Got no bites." "Yea none that you can see." I flipped his shirt back down. "No I'm tellin' ya. He died from this." Glenn's eyes narrowed. "Do you think Raven?.." I shook my head and stood up. "She'd never kill this kid." I started walking back. I need to find out what the hell happened.

Raven's Pov

I snuck up behind Shane while he yelled at Rick, my knife in my right hand. Rick glared at him as Shane spat. "Raise your gun!" Rick stared him down. "You're gonna have to kill an unarmed man." He unsheethed his weapon as I got closer, adrenaline pumped through me.

Rick nodded slowly and I rushed foreward. Rick's hands held Shane's gun up while I plunged my knife into his heart. Shane slumped foreward, still breathing hard. I let go and Rick grabbed the knife, holding Shane down.

I gulped and knelt beside him as he cried over his fallen friend. He stood abruptly and began to pace. I stared at my bloody knife, not able to speak, terror still seeping through me- "Dad?.." My eyes shot to a broken Carl. He had a gun in his hand. I stood after Rick did. My eyes slightly narrowed as Carl rose his gun. I took a step towards him but something grabbed my shoulder and I was turned around before BANG.

I stared down at the now dead zombiefied Shane. I shook my head and turned to the family. They checked over him again, but I had a bad feeling. As we began to walk back to the house, Rick decided to stop like the Father he is. I glanced back and my breath hitched. I still couldn't speak, so I grabbed Rick's shirt.

He looked at me so I nudged my head back. "Oh my God.. Go go go go go." He ran us to the Barn. I pushed a bar between the handles, whimpering as the stitches were still tender. "Raven, grab that gas can." I nodded and handed it to him as I hurried Carl up. "You too. Up that ladder." I shook my head and grabbed the lighter, shoving him. "I'll be right behind you, but you have a boy worrying. Get your ass up that ladder." He gulped but slowly nodded as I ran and began to beat on the door. When I felt I got them rauled up, I swung it open.

I ran to the ladder but the lighter dropped out of my hand, falling in front of me, engulping the ladder. Someone shouted something but I couldn't hear.

Whats going on????