In this twisted world people are faced with choices. Choices that could mean life or death. Even for those you love. Luckily for me I don't have anyone, never have and never will. But you kinda get used to the numbness inside after such a long time of bullshit, blood, sweat and tears. I let my thoughts chase me in circles as I quietly sneak around the woods looking for game. So far all I've got is 3 squirrels and a rabbit. I'm not entirely sure why I have so much, usually I get a rabbit or two squirrels to last me a day or two. Since I've lived the last 3 years in the woods avoiding Walkers and sleeping wherever it safe.
A twig snaps I crouch and look around, then I see a deer in the distance, "Yes!" I think to myself, that will easily feed me for the next 2 weeks or maybe even longer. I slowly and cautiously stand up and ready my bow, I pull an arrow out of the quiver on my back and load it on the string, I pull back and steady my sight, I take a deep breath and release, hitting the deer in the lung, it falls to the ground, lifeless. I jog over and go to retrieve my arrow, but there's 3, "What the hell?" I mumble, shit this isn't my deer, I stand up and re-load my bow looking around to check for intruders, I don't find any and I shrug and pull out all three arrows and put all three in my quiver, I look around and again there is no sign of anyone so I stand up and get ready to skin the deer, I grab my rope out of my back pack and tie it around its ankles, I throw the rope over the nearest heavy tree branch, then I hoist the deer into the air and tie the rope off to the tree, I cut both ankles and hear another twig snap, I quickly grab my bow from my shoulder and in arrow from the quiver I load it and spin on my heel to come face to face with a crossbow, I look up to see a guy a bit taller than me, brown hair and dark blue eyes, "What the hell you think yer' doin' with ma' deer?" he asks, I stand silent staring him down, his death gaze was slightly scarier than mine but I wasn't going to buldge or show any signs of vulnerability, or weakness. I didn't know this guy or what he was capable of, I had to be ready for any and everything.
About a few seconds of staring at each other some other guy walks over, "Daryl, just let it go, you can get another deer" he says, "Will you get your damn crossbow out of my face?!" I scowl, he hesitates but lowers his bow, I slowly lower mine and take the arrow off my bow and put it back in the quiver. I retrieve the 2 orange ones I found from the deer and hold them out, "Here's your bolts" I say, he stares at me dumbfounded, "Do you want em' or not? They are useless to me, I have a compound you have a crossbow" I say sarcastically and look directly into his eyes. "What about ma' deer?" he asks, I sigh wearily and walk over to the deer, I flick open my knife and cut the rope just above the ankles where it had been hanging, it falls to the ground nearly taking crossbow guy out. I grab my bag and turn to walk away, "Hey! Where you going?" the other guy says, "Shane. Let her go" Daryl says, "I'm better off alone" I say still walking away, "At least come for dinner, you did help catch this deer. It could be a thank-you" Shane suggests, I keep walking, he starts to follow me, "I'm not going to be able to talk my way out of this, am I?" I ask over my shoulder, "No. I want you to come with us, you look pretty capable of handling yourself so you won't be dragging us down. Look we have a camp, and we're better off in numbers" he says. I smile to myself but quickly hide it and turn around, "Fine. But after dinner I'm leaving. And what game I caught already is mine" I say. He nods in agreement and we begin walking.
{Daryl's P.O.V}
I'm not entirely sure what the hell just happened, I was trackin' ma dear one minute and the next I was face to face with a rather angry but bold young lady with a compund bow aimed at ma head, in return I had ma bow at hers in instinct, then Shane came over and made me put ma bow down, then the dumb ass invites her to our camp for supper when we have no idea what she was capable of or whether this was a trap. But she's attractive and he's a whore and I ain't really in a position to try to overpower Shane, so I let it rest, but ma instincts told me to keep an eye on er' so that's just what I'm gonna do.
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Never Wake The Dead (TWD Fanfic)
Fanfiction"What did you see?" he asks, "Nothing" I say, "Tell me!" he shouts, I spit in his face, he wipes it off, "You are a beauty, you know that? It would suck to dispose of such a beautiful, spiteful, badass young lady, wouldn't it?" he says and grabs the...
