Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction

•Chapter Twenty Nine•

M U T E D

Season 3

Daryl's Point of View:

Everyone is in tight formation as we walk through the corridors of the prison. Glenn uses spray paint to draw arrows so we know how to get back to the cell block. There's a lot of dead bodies everywhere. None of them seem to be alive. As we come to the end of the long hallway, walkers come our way.

"Go back, go back. Go back, move!" Rick orders. We all turn around and start running the opposite direction of the walkers. I ran ahead, making sure there weren't any walkers ahead of us.

"Come on! This way!" I shout and guide everyone to safety. I see a door and I open it, making sure it's clear before allowing everyone inside. We all huddled in a circle, waiting for the walkers to pass by.

"Where's Glenn and Maggie?" Rick whispers.

"We have to go back." Hershel says.

"But which way?" I ask. Rick turns away, opens the door and peaks out. He signals us to follow and we do exactly that.

"Glenn! Maggie!" Hershel whisper yells. I turn a corner, leading Rick and the other two through the corridors to find Glenn and Maggie. There's a body on the floor to the right of me. I make my way around it and I continued on. Screams are suddenly heard and I turn around, running back.

"Hershel!" Rick yells. He shoots the walker down and I stand guard to make sure no other walkers came close to us.

"No, daddy! No!" Maggie cries. Rick and Glenn pick up Hershel and they begin running.

"Daryl!" Screams Rick. I run to the front and guide everyone around the tunnels to find a way out.

"Run!" T screams. We get cut off by more walkers and I begin backing up.

"Get back! Get back!" Rick yells and turns. Everyone's running as fast as they can, but seem to be slow carrying Hershel.

"Go! Go!" Rick yells.

"Move your asses!" I scream, feeling the walkers grab at me. There are doors at the end of the hallway and T and Maggie try getting it open.

"It's locked!"

"Open the damn thing!" Rick yells. The walkers are getting closer and closer. If anything I'll be the first to go. I hear the doors open and everyone runs inside. I swing at the walkers, almost doing a karate chopping motion at them. Everyone gets inside the room, me and T slam the doors shut and held it closed from the walkers. I look at T and he throws the riot baton through the handles, keeping the doors shut. I take a step back and saw that the riot baton held. I finally run over to everyone and I see Rick taking his axe and chopping Hershel's leg off.

"Oh..." he breathes out. "He's bleeding out." He warns. I look up and see four men standing behind a wall. I lower myself and loaded an arrow in the crossbow.

"Duck." I say. Rick ducks; I stand up and point my flashlight and crossbow at the men. They're prisoners. They're all shocked and confused at the sight of us and our actions. I move closer but kept my crossbow pointed at them.