Fear The Walking Dead (+OC)

Gone Hunting

When the dead started walking it was pandemonium. Daryl, Merle and I were lucky in a sense we already knew how to shoot moving targets due to our upbringing the scars on my body remind me every day of our harsh living conditions with a father that beat us. My two brothers and I weren't alone for a long time we found a group they had food, water and most importantly children my age.

Daryl: William get your ass out here now!

Me: Hold your horses, Daryl!

I screamed back to my older brother.

Merle: What are you doing in that tent of yours willy snogging your girlfriend.

they both laugh hysterically and I open the flaps of my tent.

Me: Who are you talking about?

I questioned out of curiosity getting the better hand of my anger.

Merle: That little girl you hang around with.

Me: We are just friends and if you must know I was sleeping.

Daryl: At this hour? No, we're goin' huntin'.

Merle: Get your crossbow Willy we're gonna catch our selves somethin' big.

Dale: Merle we've decided that tomorrow you're going into the city to get supplies with Glenn, Andrea, and T-Dog.

We all look at Dale who is sitting by the RV.

Merle: Why me you fuckin' fossil!

Dale: Your name was pulled out a hat.

Merle: Rigged.

Merle says after scoffing.

Me: Come on let's hunt our selves a deer it will calm you down.

I go inside my tent and pick up my crossbow and run to Merle and Daryl who were already retreating into the woods in search of a deer.

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We stepped lightly in the woods careful not to step on any twigs and scare off our target, a deer currently drinking by a stream.

Daryl: This one's yours Will.

Merle: What? Bullshit.

Daryl: He hasn't had his first kill yet we normally do all the work.

Merle: Fine be my guest.

I line up my crossbow aiming for the deer's head and whistle so it looks up and as soon as it does the arrow rushes out and hits it right in the eye and it falls to the floor.

The boys cheer for me.

Daryl: Right in the eye too!

Merle: He did better than our first kill.

Daryl: Don't remind me.

Daryl lifts the deer onto his shoulder and we head back to camp.

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We walk into camp with our heads held high.

Merle: Look what little Willy got for you!

Everyone crowds around and looks at the deer.

Daryl: The first kill is always the sweetest.

Merle: Got 'im right in the eye too.

we put the deer on the table and we have it for lunch. We're all sitting on the ground near the dim fire it was quiet and that's strange because it's never peaceful like this when there are flesh eating corpses roaming the land.