The Walking Dead

What We've Become

( Rick's P.O.V.)

As night fell, the horse grew in numbers. 

" Seriously," Andrea whispered as she peeked through the curtains again. " Where the actual fuck are they coming from?" 

" Must be another settlement around here that got overrun," I told her. " Only logical explanation." 

A thump outside, followed by a bullet flying into the house-made Carl jump. The walkers instantly noticed and some crowded the house. 

" Get your shit, we gotta go." Andrea whispered. 

We packed up and silently left. Good thing too, cause right as we got distance from the house, it exploded.

" What the hell?" Andrea said, looking back. 

" I don't know, stay close." I told her. 

We spent all night crouched, and also got a good look at the guy. 

Andrea climbed up a tree followed by Carl, and I kept my distance from the small camp, dropping on the Nazi's conversation. 

I stopped myself from gagging when I saw a woman chopping up a dead, human hand.

These guys were cannabis. 

" Hitler!" One of them yelled as he darted towards the one we followed back.

" Pipe it down, you idiot." Another one said, slapping him. " You want the dead on our ass's?" 

" The dead, some caught fire, and now the forest caught fire." 

" Let it burn." Hitler said.  

" But-"

" You heard him." The other one said. " Help that bitch with dinner." 

I backed off and we made a note on the map to where their guys were, so we could come back and kill them when we had more people and supplies. 

We found a small town and found an already fortified house that we took refuge in. 

( Carl's P.O.V.) 

There was bearly any light to see anything and it was morning. We hit the jackpot. There was a ton of weapons and supplies. Now, we just have to get a vehicle to load it in and find a way back home without going anywhere near those people.

Dad got the truck to start and decided to stop at a clinic to see if we could get more meds. 

Dad stayed with the truck while Andrea and I went in. 

We got what we needed, and when we started to leave, Andrea fell through the floor. 

" Go!" She yelled. as she started to fire her revolver. " I'll figure out a way to get back to you guys!"

I darted back and almost got shot. 

" Get in!" Dad yelled. 

I hoped in the back and Dad took off, leaving Andrea. 

( Shane's P.O.V.) 

As I finished hoeing the ground, I heard the fence started shaking. I took the radio off my belt, and said: " Walker's on the fence, next shift for cleaning duty starts in five minutes." 

Maggie, Glenn, Lucy, and Carl came out and started taking care of the Walkers. I put the hoe up and went to take my break, to tired and sunburnt to even care about washing up.

I crashed in my cell, seeing the now slightly showing Dani pass. 

" Still of for the supply run?" I asked her. 

" Yeah." She said as she continued walking. " Get cleaned up. Doubt you want Lucy dragging you." 

I exhaled and grabbed clean clothes and the aloe cream Lucy found and went to the showers. 

" The supply run will be healed in ten minutes." Beth's voice said over the inner calm. " Those who want to go, are advised to head to the gate to help prepare to leave." 

" Need some help with that?" Karen asked me.

" If you wouldn't mind." 

She put it on my back and then helped me with my shirt and Tyreese came in. 

" Thanks." I said, then left. 

That guy's way too jealous. 

Not my fault we dated in Collage.

( Sasha's P.O.V.) 

We walked into the gated, makeshift camp, the wind carrying the rain around. 

Bob and Zach entered the military tents and vehicles as Dani, Morgan, Dale, and the now fourteen-year-old Sophia.

" Nothing." Bob said as he hooked back up with us. 

" Looks like someone was already in there," Sophia said. " There were a few windows busted out." 

" It could be anyhting." Glenn said.

" Alright, keep your eyes peeled," I said, then banged on the window, seeing if any Walkers would take the bate so we weren't attacked trying to get supplies. " It will take a few minutes."

But it only took a few seconds. 

Sophia took care of them with her silenced pistol and we moved into the store.

We came out with a busload of supplies, way more than expected, and as we radioed for more people to join us to collect the other supplies, the ceiling caved in.

We returned to the prison and marked out the spot. It as to late to go back out, so the not so nearby culdesac and tire place would have to wait till tomorow.