The Walking Dead Imagines

China-mans sister

"I don't want Georgia going on this run guys." I carry the deer I killed and scoff as I hear Glenn and the others discuss who is going on a run. I throw my deer down on the ground and stomp over to them. I push Glenn and Dale out of my way and glare at Shane. "Who the hell put you in charge, Officer Dumbass?! I'm going with you!" He crosses his arms over his chest and gives Glenn a look. "Come on G. Why don't you just stay here and....skin your deer." I glare at him and sigh. "Fine, but if you die then I'll kill you." He chuckles and walks back over to the group. I pick up my deer and take it to the edge of the woods, where my tent is set up. I grab my rope from my bag and tie it around the deers neck. I hang the deer from a branch and make sure it's high enough for me to start skinning it.

*Back from their run*

Lori and Carol made deer stew after I skinned it and cut it to pieces. The group comes back but they have brought back more people...more mouths to feed. Andrea runs over to her sister and they hug. Dale whistles down to me and points over to my brother. I look over and see Glenn getting out of a car with some guy in a sheriffs hat. I look at a truck that has a motorcycle on the back and see two guys get out. One has a crossbow just like mine and the other has a shotgun. They walk over to the group but keep a little ways away. I sharpen my knives and ignore them all until I hear them yelling at each other. I throw my knife on the ground and pick up my bow, stomping over to the group. I step in front of Glenn and grab his wrist, pulling him away from the group. "What the hell G!"

I punch his shoulder and he holds onto it, rubbing it. "Why the hell would you guys bring back more people?! Do you have any idea how dangerous that it?! Not to mention that means I have to go out on hunts for longer periods of time just to feed there sorry asses!" Glenn puts his hands up in surrender and looks at me sadly. "I'm sorry Georgia, I just thought-" I put my hand up to stop him from talking and frown. "That's your problem Glenn! You don't think about other people and what bringing more mouths to feed is going to do this group!" He looks down at his shoes and I sigh. I pinch my nose and lift his head to look at me. "Just...think about things before you let people join our group. You don't know if these people are dangerous." He nods and gives me a sad smile. "I'll think before acting for now on. I promise....I'm still learning though."

I sigh and glance over at the group. "So who are the new guys?" He looks over and points to crossbow and shotgun guy. "The guy with the bow is Daryl Dixon and the other guy with him, is his brother Merle Dixon." He points over to Lori and Carl and the sheriff hat guy. "Sheriff guy is Rick Grimes....Loris husband." I hum in response and see that Merle guy staring at me. He whispers to his brother and then they're both looking at me. I smirk and look them both up and down, then I wink at them and walk away from Glenn. I go to my tent and grab my my knives and extra bows. I put my bag on and make sure my braids are tight. I hear footsteps behind me and quickly swing around with a deep glare. "What do you want Shane?" He smiles at me and motions to Rick Grimes. "This is Rick Grimes. Rick, this is our huntress Georgia." I look Rick up and down and instantly feel like throwing up. I can tell he's a loyal husband just by his stance, plus he's still wearing wedding ring. Lori wears hers on a chain around her neck as if he died and is still dead.

I nod at him and he speaks. "I heard that you're the one that feeds everybody?" I shrug and he continues. "I just wanted to thank you for feeding my family and this group." I glance at Shane and put my hand for Rick to stop talking. "Leave us Shane." He hesitates but leaves. "Look Officer Friendly, I can tell what kind of guy you are just by the way you stand." He looks at me shocked and tries to shift his weight onto his other foot. "You're to nice and caring for this new world and that's going to get you killed. It might not be tomorrow, or next month, or even next year...but I guarantee that you'll be dead in the end." He looks at me sadly and sighs. "Glenn told me about you on our way here." I tense up and glare at him. "He told me that you're not very trusting of people and that you care deeply for him." I cross my arms over my chest and harden my glare. "You're right, I do care deeply for my brother. I basically raised his ass! He had no one in his life that loved him as much as I did!" I look past Rick and see Glenn and Shane walking slowly towards us.

I scoff and shake my head. "I'm going hunting. Stay the hell away from my tent." I walk into the woods with my bow and knives and don't look back. *After hunting* It's been a few days and I'm on my way back to the group, I caught 6 rabbits and 4 squirrels. With a big group like ours, this is gonna have to stretch. I make it back to camp and feel uneasy. I start running towards camp and stop when I see my tent has been torn apart and see that the cars and the RV are missing. "Fuck!" I see a map that's being held up by a knife and walk over to it, taking the knife down and putting it in my holster. I grab the map and look at it. "The CDC?" I sigh and fold the map, putting it in my pocket. *In the city* I hear somebody yelling on a nearby roof and run into the building, going up the stairs two at a time. I get to the rooftop door and kick it open, looking around for the source of the yelling.

I see Merle Dixon handcuffed to a pipe. I shut the rooftop door and jog over to him. "You got any idea how loud you are?" He looks me up and down and then smiles. "Well, hello to you too sweetie." I roll my eyes and grab the saw near him. "I'm guessing you don't have the key?" He frowns at me. "Think ya could help me out sugar?" I look at the saw and bite my lip. "This saw isn't strong enough to cut through those cuffs Dixon." His face goes pale and he starts breathing heavily. I get in front of him and crouch down, holding the saw. "If you want to, you can grip my arms or shoulder. But you're going to have to keep still." He looks at me confused but doesn't have time to say anything before I start cutting his arm. *Finished cutting his arm* He didn't shed a single tear whenever I cut his arm. He did however vomit afterwards and bruised my arm a little. I helped him burn the cut closed so that he doesn't die of blood loss.

"Will ya help me find my brother?" I glance over at Merle and see him twirling his knife nervously. "Yes Merle, but I need to find my brother too." He grunts in response and we stop for the night. I set up his tent for us and let Merle sleep for the night. I sit a little ways away from the tent and keep watch for the night while Merle sleeps.