As Theo returned to the cart, something inside her snapped; she was furious with the world and everyone in this so-called sanctuary.
She was so mad about them that she almost fed her brother human flesh.
How she was threatened with assault once again in front of her father and partner.
She wanted every single person to die.
"Help me!" A voice inside a container yelled; it was frantic; they were scared of whoever it was inside.
Rick looked over to Theo, who shook her head no.
"We need to help them; that's who we are. We must be better than those people," Glenn reminded them all. "Wouldn't you want someone to help us?"
Rick nodded as they headed towards the crate with a sigh.
Theo followed reluctantly.
They removed the four walkers while Glenn opened the crate, freeing the man inside. However, he wasn't as friendly as they had hoped. He grabbed Glenn, whispering closely to him before going mad.
Theo grabbed a machete, hitting him with it, cutting his head open, making the man collapse to the floor.
A few splatters sprayed on her and Glenn.
Everyone looked at her, their expressions filled with worry and shock. She shrugged it off and took cover behind the crate, hiding from the herd of walkers.
"You good?" Daryl asked, looking at her quickly before focusing on the war erupting in front of them.
"We need guns" She ignored his question, looking for any armoury.
"With me", Rick instructed his daughter, who followed him, hiding behind a car.
"5", Rick explained, looking to see a group of Terminus' people heading towards the herd with all guns blazing.
"Take the back right," Rick continued instructing; she listened closely.
They waited for a moment when no one else was coming into sight, sneaking behind the last two people, grabbing them by the necks and killing them quickly, stealing their weapons.
They shot down the others before returning to Glenn, Daryl and Bob.
"Here" She handed Daryl a pistol as she reloaded her AK-47.
"We head back to A, quickly and smoothly; you come across one of these psychos; you kill them,", Rick told everyone, who nodded.
They moved out as a group, taking out any walkers heading their way. Everything was going smoothly before a group came out of nowhere and ambushed them.
A boy about Rick's age headed for Theo. They were all fighting off someone. Theo tried to shoot but wasn't quick enough and was pushed into a wall.
Theo let out a grunt as she hit the wall, dropping her gun and bat.
She hated feeling so weak, so much it made her angry, fuelling the adrenaline.
She ducked as the man's fist flew her way. She grabbed his arm, quickly bent it so it didn't belong, and broke it where he stood.
The man yelled out in pain as she grabbed the closest thing to her.
The adrenaline she felt drove her to become something she never thought she would be.
A cold-hearted killer.
"Bitch!" The man yelled. As she looked down at the man, her eyes couldn't focus through the rage that lapped her veins.
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2. Never Tear Us Apart
FanfictionBook Two. After barely making it alive off of the farm, tension grows between the group of survivors. Daryl and Theo find themselves falling harder and fast despite Ricks disapproval, however after finding a new home and facing another group of surv...
