Allison (rewritten)

Prisoner

Everyone was up early this morning washing helmets and armor they got off the walkers outside. I didn't want to move or even get up but I had to. They needed me today to help clear a way through to find the cafeteria most of all.

T put on some armor, a long with Glenn and Maggie. Carl was playing with a helmet, but Rick took it from him and told him to stay here in case anything went wrong in there.

"Let's do this." Rick nodded.

He gave Carl the keys after he unlocked the door to let us through. We made our way through the dark hallways. Glenn spray painted arrows on the walls so we could find our way back. We were further in, and no sign of walkers anywhere.

A little further, groans and snarls rose and shadows were cast onto the walls. Someone kicked a can which made them move in our direction.

"Move." Rick whispered.

We turned and started running but more walkers appeared behind us, forcing us down another hall.

When were clear from the walkers, we noticed Glenn and Maggie were missing. "Where are they?" I looked around.

We rounded another corner looking around. A scream echoed back the way we came so we ran back and found Hershel laying on the floor holding his leg whimpering.

"He was bit." I whispered.

"Daryl, help me get him up." Rick yelled through a whisper.

They grabbed him and we ran around a corner. There was a door closed by handcuffs so T had to cut them to open the doors. We rushed Hershel in and laid him on the ground. Rick took off his belt and tied Hershel's leg with it. "Hold him down." He instructed.

Daryl pinned Hershel's arms down and stuffed a wooden spoon into his mouth to keep him from biting his tongue. Rick had his hatchet and chopped off Hershel's leg.

"Get down." Daryl growled lifting his crossbow.

We turned to see a group of five prisoners hiding.

"Oh shit." One yelled.

"Come out with your hands up." Daryl called.

The five men walked around the wall with their hands raised except one who had a gun raised aiming at Hershel.

"I'd put that down if I were you." Rick growled.

"We gotta go!" T yelled.

Glenn rolled a cart over and Daryl and Rick lifted Hershel onto it and we ran out the door watching behind us for the prisoners.

We made it back to cell block. "Open the doors!" Rick screamed. "Hurry! It's Hershel."

Carl opened the door and Rick rolled Hershel into his cell. I sat on a table beside Daryl watching the door for the prisoners.

They barged through and stopped. "That's far enough." Daryl growled.

"That's my cell in there." One argued.

"Not anymore." Daryl spat.

"What's going on in there?" The man with the gun asked.

"None of your business." Daryl retorted.

"How many of you are there?" The man asked lowering his gun.

"More than you can handle." Daryl growled holding his bow up still.

The man looked at me weird and frowned. "Allison?"

"Do I know you?" I raised my brow.

"You don't remember me?" He asked stepping closer. "I'm Tomas."

"I don't know you." I shrugged. "Should I?"

"Yea." He nodded. "We were sort of dating, until you went missing and I ended up here."

"I doubt that." I scoffed.

"Go look in my cell. The one all the way at the end." He pointed into the cell block.

I hesitantly got up and walked to the door. Rick was coming out so I walked past him into the cell block all the way down to the end. I dug through the whole room and found a picture of me and the prisoner. We were sitting outside on a porch, he had his arms around my neck and were smiling almost like we were laughing.

I carried the picture back out and threw it on a table. "I don't remember you."

"What happened to you?" He picked the picture up and looked at it. "You were gone for four years."

"I woke up seven months ago." I shrugged. "I don't know what happened to me."

"What's going on outside that you all broke into our prison?" He looked at Rick.

"Look for yourself." Rick pointed to the door.

The prisoners and the rest of us followed behind them walking outside. The sun was shining so bright.

I stood quietly letting them see the world we were living in now. But Tomas wanted the prison back without anyone else in it.

"We will help you clear out another cell block and you stick to it but we want half the food in the cafeteria." Rick mentioned.

Tomas drew his gun up to Rick. "Or I can kill you, take my prison and keep my food."

I drew out a sword and held it up to Tomas's neck. "Or I can end you and not even break a sweat."

"Really?" Tomas stepped back. "You're taking his side over mine?"

"Like I said." I growled Stepping in front of Rick. "I don't know you."

"Fine. Deal." He scoffed at Rick.

I pulled my sword back in and moved back beside Daryl and T.

Rick nodded to me. "Deal." He looked at Tomas.

We walked back inside to the cafeteria. Tomas tried telling us what we could and couldn't take, but Rick reminded him of the deal they made so Tomas stood back and scoffed.

"You really don't remember me?" He whispered in my ear.

"I really don't." I shrugged. "Sorry."

He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer trying to kiss me but I jerked free and twisted his arm behind his back. "Don't you ever touch me." I growled. I released tossing him to the ground.

I grabbed some food and helped T take it back to the cell block with everyone else. We dropped it off in an empty cell and went back to help rick and everyone to clear another block for Tomas and the other prisoners.