Sacrifice *TWD Fan Fiction*

Ashton

I screamed in agonizing pain as a bullet passed through my chest. Barely missing my little brother on my hip who just slid from my arms. A boy around my age ran and caught me before I was able to hit the ground. I looked up barely seeing the boys face, before I passed out in his arms.

A vivid dream began as my imagination took me on different scenarios with this group. I could never wake up, and leave Connor to fend for himself. Maybe even wake up tied to a tree. Hell, to many possibilities could happen. But one stuck with me as Connor was suffocated by a man in stained red.

I woke unable to move my arms because of the cuffs on my wrists. I quickly took a look at my surroundings realizing I was in a Jail Cell. I looked outside the cell seeing only the boy who caught me from before.

"Dad! Hershel," the boy yelled as he jumped on his feet! "Carl," a man yelled approaching him. The boy I now assume to be called Carl told the man I was awake.

I realized something was missing. Where is my little brother, Connor? I chocked out,"Where is he?" They both looked at me and ran into the cell."Your brother? One of our own, Beth, is taking care of him in the next room over. But back to you, we need to ask you three questions," Said the man.

I studied his features. Brown hair, Blue eyes, Carl had to be his son. Finally nodding in response he continued, "How many walkers have you killed?" I sighed thinking about the question, "Too many to count." A serious look never once leaving his face. "How many people have you killed," He asked. "Two," I said as I fought back tears. "Why," He finished off. It became harder to fight the tears but I managed to answer, "My parents would have turned if I didn't!"

They both looked at each other, nodding, to whatever they were agreeing on. Carl looked back as the man left just after telling me his name was Rick. Carl questionably asking "If you would like to, your welcome to stay here and become a part of our group?" I nodded. Carl reached up to my hands and took off the cuffs.

He left me to rest, but that's all I couldn't do. Lifting the covers seeing they has taken off my shirt for surgery, my eyes darted to the side of the bed and I grabbed my shirt. Quickly putting it on and walking out the door I was greeted by glares from the room. Leaning against the door way I spotted Carl waving me over.

Smiling I sat next to him when a women with short hair set deer meat in front of me. I quickly thanked her before I slowly ate the meat. "I meant to ask earlier but what's your name," Carl asked anxiously. Ashton, I calmly told him.

Carl introduced me to the people around us. Beth, a blonde girl in her late teens. Maggie, a brunette girl in her early twenties. Glenn, an Asian boy in his early twenties. Tyrese, a dark skinned man in his late twenties.

Carol, A blonde short haired woman in her early thirties. Daryl, a dark brunette man in his early thirties. Lori, a dark brunette women in her early thirties. Carl also told me Lori his mother, was pregnant and was gonna pop any day now. And lastly, Hershall, the wisest and oldest out of the bunch. (His white hair making it obvious)

Beth handed me Connor and his plate so I could feed him. I realized how tense I had been without him around. Connor seemed to like our new found haven, allowing me to ease my worries about the group.

****Authors note- Hello fellow readers, My sister and I decided to write this one together. Her username is @phaedrahunt FOR FURTHER NOTICE, each chapter name is in who's point of view it is in. The Point of view may not change for a while. But will most likely be passed around the group.****