Isabelle
I woke up late, and everyone was ready to go. Dale was staying to work on repairs, and T Dog was also staying, in cause of his cut.
After a while, we found a tent. I stayed in the back, watching for walkers. Then a bell started ringing. We ran towards the sound. Finally, we reached the doors of a church. They opened them, and four zombies sat in the pews. I drew one of my knives. We headed in. I got the one in the front. I stabbed it in the head multiple times. Then the bell begans ringing. We raced for the side. Glenn opened the fuse box and snapped the wires.
After a while, we gathered into a group, muttering quietly. "Y'all are all gonna head back, and Rick and I are gonna keep looking."Shane said. "Splitting us up. You sure?" Daryl asked. "Yeah. We will catch up to you." Shane said. "I wanna stay." I said. They nodded. "Ok." Shane said. "Me too!" Carl said. He walked forward. "I'm her friend, too." He said. Shane looked at Rick. "Just be careful, ok?" Lori said. He nodded. "I will." "When did you start growing up?" she asked, and thy hugged and laughed. We parted.
"Give me a minute?" Rick asked. "C'mon." Shane said to us. We walked off.
Once Rick walked out, Shane said, "Get what ya needed?" "Guess I'll find out." He replied. We stood and started walking.
We heard a rustle, and froze. Rick pointed. Something brown moved in the trees. A deer. It shook itself off. Carl started walking forward, smiling. And then a gunshot.
The deer falls.
Carl falls.
Rick and Shane run.
I'm frozen.
I want to fall.
But I can't.
I move.
I crouch.
I feel his neck for a pulse.
Rick watched me.
I nod. Yes, he's still alive.
We see him.
The man that shot Carl.
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The Walking Dead Season 2
FanfictionThe apocalypse is real, and it's taken almost everything Isabelle cares about. Almost. Against all odds, she found a group, like a second family. They had a place, until they were forced to move in order to survive. After all, you can never stay in...
