Six months ago
The moans of death surrounded them. Corpses followed them, black blood spilling from their mouths as they chased their prey, tripping over fellow mutilated monsters as they did so. Snarls kept them in conversation, their mutual love of organs uniting them as a sick group. Even birds had the pleasure of escaping this horrible world, at least Lou and her family hasn't seen one for days. They had spent the last 48 hours running, their lives depending on the durability of their already worn down shoes the hope their muscles wouldn't fail them, but Lou could see the distress in her daughters eyes. There was only so much a seven year old girl could take and the child definitely wasn't going to last much longer at the pace they were going.
Once satisfied they had made distance between themselves and certain death Lou ensured they slowed to a stop. She crouched down to the small girls level and placed her hands on either side of her petite framed shoulders.
"Listen" she started, keeping her eyes attached to the blue orbs that stared back at her expectantly "You need to keep going. I need to draw them away"
"But-"
"Keep the sun on your left shoulder and do not stop unless uncle Shaun tells you to" Lou instructed, wiping the sweat covered hair out of her daughters face, resting her hands on her warm cheeks. "You understand?" She tried to hide the fear in her voice as she looked between her brother and her little girl.
The child simply nodded at her mother, eyes filling up with tears as she sobbed. She placed her small hands on top of her guardians, let out a small whimper and spoke.
"Okay mommy"
"I love you so much" she cried, placing a delicate kiss on her forehead before ushering her in the direction of her brother. "Now go"
Shaun grasped his niece's small hand in his before taking one last look at his sister and taking off in the opposite direction.
"Run Holly"
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- Al
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When the dead roam - (Daryl Dixon)
FanfictionNot a single cell in her body was scared. Nobody should be scared of death anymore; it's inevitable. Each direction you took still ended with a dead body. Another loved one to bury and mourn. In the end, death is the only certain aspect of life.
