*currently re writing*
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❝ Endure and survive, right? ❞
ellie's pov;
tlou x twd
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*WARNING!! I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 14, IT HAS SPELLING ERRORS AND MISTAKES THROUGH OUT THE WHOLE THING, IM CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF FIXING IT*
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「 chapter 5 」 _______________
Oscar, Andrew, Axel, Tomas and a guy that liked to be called 'Big tiny' were the name of the men that were hiding down in the prison cafeteria for the past 8 months.
How? I have no idea, it stinks down there and is full with infected.
We managed to get an agreement through with them though, after a few raised guns and threats we eventually did it. They can't come near the cell blocks we lived in, talk to any of us, or even come close enough so Rick could smell them, he threatened to kill them if that happened. But we have to help them clear out 1 cell block and re-teach them how to kill the infected since they were down and away from any one or anything for nearly a year, they had sort of forgotten.
So here we are, standing ready in the dark hallway with Rick, Daryl and Glenn. Rick insisted I stayed behind this time, but I refused as usual, I like to help them and there's nothing to do back waiting up at the cell block anyway.
My grip tightened around the grip of my gun when I heard the screeches of a clicker roaming the hall just around the corner.
We decided to start off helping out the prisoners with simple things like baseball bats and metal sticks or poles, we didn't want to be shot. They have been told to go for the head, and the head only since it was the most effective area when you weren't too experienced with this whole killing thing.
They looked ready yet scared, and I didn't blame them. The shit in this world was terrifying, I'm actually pretty grateful for not being around when the outbreak started, it sounded like chaos.
More snarls and hisses echo off the walls around us and I realise that there was a lot more than just one clicker around the corner, so we get the prisoners ready for their first attack.
Daryl waves at them, then holds 3 fingers in the air about to count down.
I get ready to shoot anything ahead of me, we weren't meant to be helping them but obviously if someone was about to die, I'm gonna shoot.
They watch his signal, when Daryl gets down to one finger left, the prisoners take off early and Daryl drops his arm while sighing tiredly. They charge towards the small group of infected that had just made it around the corner peacefully, screaming, yelling and launching themselves into the infected.
They're gonna get them selves killed..
The start off my punching then across the face, slapping them, kicking and smacking the poles and bats into their stomaches, doing just about everything we said not to do.
