GlowStick // Carl Grimes (Discontinued.)

Chapter 8

Before this chapter starts, I want to say that the words will NOT be exactly the same as in the show. Sorry about that.

•Chapter 8

All of us had made it over the tall fence. We threw our bags above it and pushed ourselves up and over.

We all carefully made our way to a door on the side of the building.

Rick stood in front and pushed the door open lightly, Uncle Dallas right behind him. Then Mama, Then Walt, Me and Carl. And lastly Michonne. All of us had our guns up and ready. Rick opens the door fully and we walk down a narrow hall way.

The room we walk into is filled we people. They were making signs; most likely about Terminus. A woman was repeating:

"Terminus: Community For All. Sanctuary For All." Then directions to the building.

Uncle Dallas raises a hand up since no ones noticed us, "Um. Excuse me." He says.

The woman stops mid sentence and turns to him. As does everyone else in the room.

"Well-um we see you decided to come in the back entrance. Which is smart. But we usually do this in the front." A man says as he steps forward.

All of us had formed a line. Standing with our hands on our weapons, feet lined with our shoulders. We were ready to take action if it was needed.

"Anyways-I'm Garreth. And it looks you all have been on the road for a long time." The man, 'Garreth' says. It was clearly practiced.

"We have." Rick answers.

"Well for safety precautions; were going to need you to put your weapons down." Garreth instructs. A few uneasy glances are passed before he speaks again. "Were sure you know why. There are some bad people out there these days. We assure you we are not those people."

These assholes weren't playin anything on me. I could see right through them. But when Rick nodded to us as an okay to put our weapons down I obeyed, putting my knives and small pistol on the dirty, concrete floor.

"Good. This shows you are loyal. You will fit in well here." Garreth smiles, nodding towards us.

Our group keeps a blank look. I can tell none of us trust him. But they have more people. It would be no use.

Garreth sighs and smiles a fake smile, "Well alrighty then. If you would please hold your arms out. Were going to have some people check you for weapons."

I hold my arms out at my sides and so does everyone else.

A woman started at one end of the line and a muscular man started at the other, going down the line.

It was silent while they checked, and afterwords no weapons were found.

But I kept a knife in my sock for safe measures. And I'm sure others kept weapons on them. Or if they're smart they did.

But hey! Guess what! We didn't need them.

Garreth smiles, "Okay. You can pick your weapons up now. And follow me too the front please." He says, turning towards a door.

We follow him through the building and out a door to the front gates. We go through them and a woman with long, stringy brown hair in a side braid turns to us.

"Mary, fix these new-comers a plate would you." Garreth smiles, looking at the woman, 'Mary'. She nods, smiling also and putting some meat on a paper plate, handing it to me.

I look around at the group suspiciously. I'm not eating this. I don't trust these people. Ew.

I stand with the plate in my hands, still looking around at the group. Rick, Michonne, and Carl seemed to be checking out the place. Carls bright blue eyes were wide and Michonne looked like she was about to blow a gasket.