Survivor (Book #1 of the Survival Series)

Chapter Twenty-Four

We walked, and walked, and walked. I don't know how long we walked for but it came to the point where Luke and I started to count Walkers.

"Twenty four."

"Thirty two."

"Forty seven."

"Sixty nine." I looked to Luke who was smiling.

"Stop." I laughed, "That's not funny." we were counting at first but after forty we just stopped and said random numbers and of course this big awkward one said sixty nine before I could.

"Missed your chance." Luke stuck his tongue out, I stuck mine right back and ran ahead to Rick and Carl. I still wasn't happy about Rick's plan, but since we've walked this far I suppose it's the only plan we've got.

"Where are we walking to exactly?" I asked syncing my steps with Carls.

"Anywhere really." Rick answered, "Just looking for a small town or something."

"Ugh." I groaned, my feet were killing me and I figured I did actually sprain my wrist. Thank The Lord that I always bring ace bandages where ever I go. I had Luke wrap my hand, carefully of course, and I could deal with the pain when shooting or using the Katana. At least it was my left hand, I mean, it doesn't matter really, I'm ambidextrous but first and always right handed.

"Look!" Luke said tapping my shoulder, I turned to look in the same direction he was.

"Houses." I smiled a bit, maybe the others found these houses too. "Well," I said looking at them, "Are we going or what?"

I followed Luke as he ran towards the street. But, being me I fell.

"Ow." I whimpered, I fell on my wrist, and let me tell you, I didn't help the situation. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a figure emerge from the trees and bushes. I tried to pull myself up but I couldn't, usually I could just stand up without the use of anything but my legs but I didn't have the weight on me anymore, I got skinnier and I can't use any weight, because well, I barely have any. I looked around and saw all three were ahead an no one seemed to notice I fell. I glanced back at the figure to seem them limping towards me, groaning.

"Dammit." I cursed under my breath. Every time a Walker attacks me I'm defenseless. "Luke!" I yelled towards him as the Walker got closer and closer. "Luke ! I'm not joking! HELP!" I screamed. I saw him turn, he started to run back. I felt something graze my arm and saw the Walker with my broken wrist in it's mouth.

It bit down.