Crossbow Boy, and Red Cap Girl
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  • Reads 157
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 2
  • Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Mar 04, 2015
I rode through the woods on the back of Spirit. Suddenly a scream rang through the forest. I pushed my horse to run faster. I came up upon a girl being attacked by a 'sick person' as Dad calls them. I shot it in the head with my crossbow, and rode up to the small group that stood gaping up at me.
"Lori, Lori Grimes?" I yelled down at them. A middle aged woman with chocolate- brown hair stepped up. "You need to come with me, Rick sent me, Carl been shot!" I told her, holding out my hand for her to take. I heard a few gasps and Lori grabbed my hand.
"Ya can't go with her what if this is a trap!" A guy yelled, he held a crossbow. His eyes were a piercing blue as he looked from me to Lori.
"Y'all stuck up on the highway? That big traffic snarl?" I asked them. They all nodded. "Backtrack to the first turn off you get to, go down the road, look for the mailbox, names Greene!" I told them as I rode away, the cowering woman hanging tightly to my body. 
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