Allison (rewritten)

Prison Riot

"I thought he was dead." Rick muttered.

"Apparently not." I whispered. "It looks like he regrouped with different people."

"Rick!" Governor screamed. "Come here, please."

"Eyes open. Hand out the guns just in case." Rick nodded.

We opened the gate slowly letting Rick out. I ran inside gathering our group telling them what is happening. "They have Hershel and Michonne." I stated running back outside.

Everyone lined around the fence while Daryl snuck around handing out guns. We were going to be ready for anything. But we wanted to get our people back and hopefully avoid a bloodshed.

"Now, we are taking this prison." The governor yelled. "You and your people have until sundown to comply or we will kill all of you."

"Were not leaving." Rick shook his head. "We can share. There's plenty of room for all of us."

"That won't work." Governor argued. "We want this place to ourselves."

"It'd work and you know it would." Rick bargained.

"You know it could:" Hershel tipped in.

"No." Governor shook his head. "I have a tank, I can just blow the place up."

"We both know the fences are what keep us safe. If those go down, no one would safe here." Rick argued.

"We can rebuild the damn fences!" The governor spat taking Michonne sword to Hershel's throat.

"You with the ponytail, do you wanna be here?" Rick asked. "Do any of you want this? We took in his old community, we can take you too. Just stop this and walk through those gates."

"We want what you got asshole!" The man in the tank yelled.

"We can all survive here. Please?" Rick begged. "Just come through the gates. We can set aside our differences and work together."

The governor got the idea it could work for a second then nothing. "Lies!" He yelled cutting into Hershel's neck like he was a stick of butter.

"You just marked your own grave!" Rick yelled. "Allison!"

I looked at Daryl for confirmation it was ok. He shoved the last drop of serum in my pocket and nodded. I jumped over the gate landing on the other side running towards Rick. He got shot in the leg so I helped him behind the bus.

"Here." I handed him some bullets. "You'll need them."

"Wait. What are you gonna do?" He asked shoving them into his pocket.

"Going around. Take out the back end of his group." I shrugged.

"Be careful." He whispered.

I jumped over the bus then over the tank. A bunch of people had their guns pointed at me. I waved for them to bring it. Shots went off and hit me in the legs and arms but it didn't phase me. I took out the needle and serum and injected myself. I felt the heat rise and my swords came out. Game on.

"What are you!?" A woman shrieked running back away from me.

I jumped then landed punching into the earth sending some people flying into the air screaming until they landed and broke body parts. Some died, some managed to survive. Running through the back end I chopped and set people on fire. Leaving destruction behind me. I didn't feel like myself anymore. I was completely different. Something evil.

The tank reached the prison blowing up towers and some parts of the jail. The bus was leaving so I know some people were evacuated. But the prison was no longer safe. Walkers started to fill the yard.

People were leaving on foot. I couldn't see anyone else, all I could do is hope they all got out and are in one piece when I find them. Rick and the governor were still fighting until Michonne stabbed him in the back. After that, everything changed. I ran into the woods hoping I'd run into someone else.

We were all forced back into the real world. The Walker infested world. And I was completely alone this time. Bob was right to grab a drink for when it goes quiet. I'm feeling that now.

*******

I was stopped on the tracks waiting for anyone to come through, but that never happened. Might as well move on.

The bushes started rattling and Zeb burst through growling a little bit.

"Oh thank god." I whispered falling in front of him. "Did everyone make it?"

He nodded his big cat head. I scratched between his ears and we started walking off down the tracks. With no where else to go, we might as well try to find someone. And knowing Zeb, he'd want to find Judith. And I was ok with that.

"Can you track Judith?" I whispered. He nodded his head and I jumped on his back racing down the tracks. He could smell her no matter where he was. Which is handy when you think about it. This way he'd never lose her. That's why I allowed him to smell her when she was born.

Walkers were walking through the woods. Hearing small whines and girls screaming. We got closer and seen Carol headed the same way.

"Carol?" I whispered running into her hugging her tight. "Oh my god!"

"Allison?" Her eyes grew wide in surprise. "I heard Lizzie and Micah."

"Me too." I nodded. "And Judith."

"We better hurry." She nodded.

We walked slowly towards the girls taking out walkers that were getting closer to them. We checked them for bites and scratches and walked on to find where ty went to.

He wasn't far. He was trying to help people but didn't work so well with all the walkers that there were.

"Follow the tracks. There's a place called terminus. It's a safe place you can take the little ones." A man whimpered.

He was bit so we left him with his son who had got chewed up. It was horrible and sad but we did what we had to. We had to get somewhere safe, at least for the kids. They didn't need to be out here. It's a scary world we live in now.