Everything Is Lost (RICK GRIMES TWDFF)

Chapter 2- The Beginning of The End

        My machete is held steady in my hand. Shaky but heavy. Three years later and I still have no idea where my life is going. I'm sort of just strolling through Florida, scavenging what ever I can use on my behalf.

        My attention goes to the market that seems rundown completely. Walkers, that's what i call them, roam the front entrance. Great. More to deal with and my sight of depression has gone greater.

        I stare at a distance, relating to them at the same time. They must of had family. Children maybe and possibly a pet. I don't know but now a days nobody knows anything. Personally, I think that's your best option for yourself.

        I tie my hair in a low bun then add my blue hat on. It makes me look like a boy but that's the look I'm going for. I walk the distance with my machete in hand and whistle aloud. They turn their attention towards me. One with her organs full out and the other, his arm is off.

        I lurk one over to me then lunge my knife into her skull. The second one, i kick down and smash his head in with my foot. You can't always depend on your weapon because one day you'll have to rely on your strength. I carefully go through the doors. The bells ring above me but nothing attacks me. As i look on the shelves, i sigh in defeat. There isn't allot here but enough for me to last a few days.

        I start putting things in my backpack like stale chips and candy bars. Sadly, there are only two water bottles that barely last me a day. Medication is what's really on my mind. My leg starts to sting as i think about my injury that happened the other day.

        I look down and see that the blood has seeped through. I shake my head and search a different aisle for medications. "Cough drops, Advil..." I pause as i see this item next to the gauze. "Alcohol?" I haven't had that in a while. I'm not much of a drinker but these past few years, I think i earn myself it one day. I place everything on the shelf in my bag but soon, the front door rings.  

        Shoot! I say quietly to myself. I duck and try to see my way into the front. With my knife in my hand, i move to the next aisle.  That's when I see human figures walking in.

        "Man this place better have some food. If we don't get back, Pete is going to have a fit."

"Is there ever a day where Pete doesn't have one?" Two male voices. My eyes widen in fear but all i have to do is deepen my voice and act like a guy. Although, they out number me in weapons and people. They start to come closer and closer which causes me to move to the next aisle but i knock over an empty can. Shoot.

        "WHO'S THERE?" One yells.

        "Shut up Nick. It could be one of those things."

        I swipe my forehead with my arm. I need to find a way out, now. "If you're there, come on out. We don't need to kill no body."

        I don't know what to do. Should i just run or defend myself and my supplies? I pant heavy in the decisions that i have to make. I hold my machete close to my chest. I'm going to get myself killed.

        "Please just go! I don't want to do any harm. Nor do my people!" My people. I have no people.

        "Just show yourselves and we'll talk. If you have any supplies, we need some. We've been struggling for a while."  What do i do? I shut my eyes tightly then stand up.

        "Where's your 'group'?" The one with a baseball cap laughs.

        I look at both men scared. I have to show i'm not. "Please just leave." I demand. I left my gun in my car so my machete is really useless. My leg starts to ache which causes me to stumble over on the shelf. "Damn it." I say

        "Are you alright miss?" One of them starts walking towards me. "What are you doing?! Get away!" I yell. He doesn't listen. But then i realize, he just called me Miss.

        He grabs my wrist and lunged me up. Pushing him off quickly, i stumble backwards away from him. "How did you know i'm a girl?" I ask questioningly. He looks down,  "You're clothes aren't very manly clothes." I look at both men again. Are they going to hurt me or do i have an option to go?

        "Listen, thanks for helping me up but I have family to get to." I start to limp my way over to the front entrance. "Are you bit?" The man who helped me up asks. Stopping I answer no. "Then what did you do?" The guy at the front door stares at me. He looks dangerous but doesn't try anything...yet. "I was climbing a fence not too long ago and it cut me pretty bad. Now like i said, I have family to get to." Before i could open the door, the one at the front stops me. "From what i see, it looks like you're all alone..." Then he stares at me. I feel like my heart is about to break.  "H-How would you know? I've got children that need to be fed now thanks for-"

"You are alone. If you had people, they wouldn't send a girl out on her own, who is injured, to gather supplies." The silence makes everything more intense. I look back at both of them with no words. They can guess my life right before me. I can feel a tear form in my eyes but i blink it away. I don't have a clue what happened to my family.

        "I'm just a girl trying to survive through this like the rest of you two." With my machete in hand and my backpack slung over my shoulder, i plunge the door open.. It doesn't stop them from following me to my truck.

        Before i enter it, I just stare. "Go ahead and kill me. I'm scared to die but i'm pretty sure that gun could-" 

        "Don't think about suicide. Not now and i know this is a bad time. Come with us. We can help you. We have a doctor and people who could-"

        "Luke what the hell are you doing?" I look at them both. "It seems as your friend here doesn't want me to go. I don't really care so If you don' mind, i have-"

        "You have no where to go. Our camp, we can help you. You have somewhere to go. We just need to talk to our group."

        My leg starts to grain pain and the blood is starting to go through my clothes. I am thinking about going though. "I'll go, But only to get cleaned up. As soon as i'm healed, i can go." The one with the hat doesn't smile. He seems pretty pissed off.  "This is my brother Nick. I'm Luke." I don't bother to smile. "I'm not leaving my truck though." The guy  just met, Luke, get's in the drivers side. "I'll drive it."  That makes me question. I better prepare just in case he decides to pull a gun to my head. Getting to the passengers side, all i hear is his brother Nick telling him this "Pete" Is not going to be happy.

So I hope you like this. I mean who would have known i would have added characters from twdg. Anywho, Guess what other characters i'll be adding. And about the crash in the first chapter. It will get there. Vote and Comment. Follow me!