The Sound of Thunder (ON HOLD)

Chapter 3 ~ Found You

Thunders POV

We've been driving for a while when we finally decided to stop and rest. There was an old car next to us as well.

We made a camp and me and Carl went into the old car to rest putting blankets and shirts we found inside over the windows to block the sun. I was in the back seat while Carl was in the passenger seat. I was wearing black so when night came you could barely see me through the window.

I awoke to a strange voice and a clink on the passenger window. Carl also awoke and a creepy, prevented looking man was at the window with a knife. I slowly moved my head to look at Rick and Michonne but I couldn't see them because of the seat. The man at the window didn't notice me but he took Carl out of the car.

'FUCK!' I thought in my head. I reached for my gun and sat on the floor making sure no one saw me. There were at least 8 or 9 of them.

Making sure the creepy guy with Carl wasn't paying attention I creeped out of the car when I heard a gun shot. I raised my gun and looked at Rick and Michonne. They both had tried to get away but failed.

Carl noticed me and I immediately out my finger to my lips telling him to be quiet. He looked back at his father who was now biting into some guys shoulder.

I quickly shot the guy holding Michonne and she looked at me giving me a nod. I saw the others were beating up some other guy. I'm not sure why. I wasn't listening to their conversation. I shot most of them while Michonne got the others.

I looked at Rick who was looking at the guy who was on top of Carl.

"He's mine." He growled and started walking towards him blood on his face and in his beard.

"I'll kill him." The guy said holding the knife to Carls neck but Rick ignored it moving closer to them.

I didn't hear what the guy said. It all happened so fast. Rick was now stabbing the guy in the chest repeatedly and Carl was hugging Michonne.

I looked at the guy that they were beating up but he was sitting down on the other side of the car so I couldn't see his face.

Rick had stopped stabbing the guy and I went to the truck and grabbed some water. I gave a bottle to Michonne and Carl and saved a bottle for myself. I got a cloth and wet it giving it to Rick so he could clean himself.

I finally looked at the guy who had gotten beaten and my eyes went wide and tears came to my eyes.

"Uncle Daryl?" I muttered my voice cracking when I said his name. He looked up and his eyes went wide. He slowly stood up.

"Thunder?" I quickly ran and jumped onto him wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. I sobbed loudly.

I love uncle Daryl more than anything. Uncle Merle was my favourite but Daryl was still awesome. I thought he was dead.

"I thought you were dead." I sobbed.

"And I thought you were dead." He said. I finally got down and looked at him.

"Where's uncle Merle?" I asked hoping he was here and alive.

"He's...." Uncle Daryl trailed off. I started sobbing even more.

"No. No! No! No! NO!" I screamed breaking down. I pulled at my hair and punched the beat up car multiple times until I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around me.

I cuddled into my uncles chest and sobbed.

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After calming down we decided to get back on the road. I was still driving after arguing with Rick and my uncle saying I wasn't in the "right state of mind" or something like that.

My knuckles were throbbing and the bleeding stopped. My hands were wrapped in white bandages that had dark red spots. It was only my knuckles that were wrapped up.

I had told uncle Daryl where I was heading. I knew she would be there I just knew it.

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After another 2 hours of driving we finally reached our destination.

Uncle Daryl gasped and sighed when he saw where we were. My Nan's house. Lightning never met her and our pop was an abusive dick but Lightning loved this place. Our pop always had a soft spot for Lightning and I. Never knew why.

I parked the truck and turned it off taking the key with me. Anyone could come and steal this thing. I wasn't gonna let that happen.

I ran up to the house and knocked down the door.

"LIGHTNING?!" I screamed desperately.

I heard a thump noise downstairs and I ran down.

It wasn't Lightning. Just a rat that had knocked over a chair.

I sighed and left the house holding back tears. I punched the nearest tree to me multiple times til I felt strong arms around me just like when I punched the car.

"She's not here Daryl. She's not here." I said sighing. I couldn't cry. I wouldn't cry. Tears can't explain how hurt I am.

I went to the next house. It was a white house. Pretty. I always liked this house.

Uncle Daryl went up and knocked on the door while I went to the side and looked in the window. There she was. My baby sister and another pretty brown haired woman who was looking through the peep hole in the door.

I ran to the front door and waited for them to open it. I finally got to see my baby sister. After all this time. She's alive and she's with me.