Bleeding Out - Carl Grimes

Chapter One- The Escape

{AN : this fanfiction takes place from the beginning of season 5 and then I make it mine from then on.}

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GEMMAS POV

Yes. I am almost there. I can see the words that I have been following for the past week spelled out by signs on the windows.

Joy, that's what I was feeling. I have found the sanctuary.

I pull out my gun and walk in. I smell something cooking and I see a lady at the grill.

"Hi, I'm Mary." She says in a soothing voice. "You look like you've been walking for a very long while."

"Yes." I say, sighing in relief. "I have."

"Here. I'll make you a plate. Welcome to Terminus." She says sweetly. "You go a head and sit in the indoors cafeteria. I'll go get more food to cook and I'll bring it to you."

I go and sit down and I hear Mary come back a few minutes later and I smell something cooking, something that didn't smell like meat or regular food. It smelled like a fire, with people, like burning flesh.

I immediately pushed the idea out of my mind when Mary comes in and sets a plate down.

"Enjoy." She says quietly then leaves the room.

I start poking around in my food. I've never seen meat like this before. They look like ribs, except a lot bigger. They are almost the same size as mine. It also smelled bad.

Suddenly I hear screams from another room. I push my player away and pull out my gun. I head towards the noise.

"Stop! Please! Let me go." I hear a girl say.

"Shut up!" A low more masculine voice said.

I peek in and I see a room that looks like...like a slaughter house. People? In a slaughter house? This isn't right. I run in.

"Hey, stop! What are you doing?" I say, gesturing at the girl and other people that were with her.

Two men exchange glances and then the bigger one whispers something to the other one. He pulls out his gun. I start running.

"Stop or I'll shoot!" He says.

I slow down and pivot to look at him. He comes over, still aiming his gun at my head and tells me to drop my weapons. I do as he says. He puts me in a head lock and presses the gun agains my temple. I squirm trying to get free but I can't get out of his grasp. He takes me outside and I shiver, the temperatures are dropping.

He brings me over to a solitary train car and opens the door and throws me in. The wind is knocked out of me. It's so dark and my eyes have to adjust, then I realize that I am not alone here. Multiple figures make their way towards me.

"Get up," A bearded man says. "We need your help."

I take a few steady breaths before following his command. I stand and brush some dirt of my pants.

"Help with what?" I ask.

"We are getting out of here." He says. "They're screwing with the wrong people."

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The next thing I know I am slanted against the wall and my sight is hazy. My head is throbbing and the room is foggy. I look around and some people are missing.

"What's going on?" I ask.

A pretty brown haired girl comes and helps me up. "They dropped a smoke bomb in from the top. They took Rick, Daryl, Bob, a-and Glenn." She said, stuttering on the last name.

"Oh. Um.. I'm Gemma." I say. "How are we going to get out?" I ask.

"I'm not sure." She says in a sad tone.

"We are going to get out, my dad will come back." A boy that looks about my age says.

"He's right." A dark skinned lady says. "And we better be ready when he does." Then she turns to me. "I'm Michonne, we are making makeshift weapons. Find a way to make one."

"Okay...Wait!" I say, reaching into my boot, then into my socks. I pull out a little knife wrapped in cloth with a cover so the blade won't cut me. "I have a knife." I say holding it up.

She laughs and shakes a finger at me. "Your smart." She says in a friendly voice. She goes back to whatever the way doing when the train car shakes and there is an explosion outside. I get knocked to my feet.

"What's going on?" I yell, my ears ringing.

"There was an explosion!" Someone yells back.

Suddenly the door is thrown open and it is the same man that I talked to when I first came in here. The boy my age runs to him. That's his father. We all hustle out of the train car and the first thing I see is smoke. Then walkers. The whole group starts running and killing at the same time. While I'm running a man comes from around the corner and grabs me. I let out a muffled scream and try to get out of his grasp. Suddenly, I hear a gun shot and the man falls limp to the ground. I look up and I see the boy with his gun.

"Thanks." I say, catching up to him. "I'm Gemma." I say with heavy breaths.

"Carl." He replies as we reach the fence. He climbs over and helps me down.

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Once we are a good distance away from terminus we stop running. We are standing around, trying to figure out a plan. A woman drenched in walker blood comes and the Redneck-looking guy runs to give her a hug.

Carl's father, which I found his name was Rick, runs up to and gives her a hug.

"Did you do that?" He asks smiling.

She merely smiles and nods.

"C'mon. There's something you need to see." She says and starts walking.

We reach a small cabin and a big, masculine man comes out of the cabin, holding a baby.

Rick and Carl run, smiling and crying happy tears. A woman that was walking in front of me ran to go hug the man from the cabin.

Although, I didn't know what was happening, it made me smile. And now days, not very many things do.

{AN - sorry for the short chapter! This was just a starter and the next on will be better! I hope you guys like! It will get a lot more interesting next chapter and Carl and Gemma will interact more!! 👏}

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