The Dead Walking

(You all know the story of the Walking Dead. This is a different version of the walking dead.) I lost my family at the beginning. Been alone ever since. Till one day I stumble across a group. A group that changes my life. My name is Isabella, but I prefer Izzy. I wish I could say I am the same person as I was a year ago, but that would be a lie. I wish I could say walkers are the only things I have killed. I wish I could say a lot of things, but none of them would be true.


16. Long Road Ahead

            The next morning comes to quickly. I don't want to get up and have to walk even more. I doubt we will get to Salus today, and I'm almost glad. For some reason I'm afraid of what we'll find there. What if they're all dead and we went all this way for nothing. What if the rest of the group is dead and we never find them. That is one thought that I know haunts Carl everyday.

           I push myself up so I am sitting and force myself to open my tired eyes. Rick, Mashone, and Beth are all up, but Daryl, Carl, and Charolette are still sleeping. Rick looks over at me and for a moment I am afraid he will yell at me because of me and Carl, but he doesn't. "Hey Izzy do you wanna go out on a little hunting trip with me and Daryl and maybe Carl?" he asks.

           "Sure. When are we going?"

           "As soon as they get up," he smiles.

           I smile back and nod. I stand up and stretch. I sigh in relief. I walk toward the woods that we have been staying by and start to look around. I don't see any sign of movement. I walk a few feet in and find just what I am looking for. A nice tree to climb. I climb up until I am about 10 feet in the air. I sit down in a fork that 2 branches create. I lean back and look around. I used to love to play in the woods when I was a kid. I would build forts and then me and brother would play house. It was always really fun.

           I sit there for awhile just looking all over the place. I saw some bluebirds, cardinals, squirrels, chipmunks, all kinds of things that would make great meals. I haven't seen a deer in a long time. They were one of the first animals to start to die off.

           I hear a rustle in the trees and look down to see Carl, Daryl, and Rick enter the woods. I climb down and start to walk with them. "Hey," I say sweetly. He looks shocked that I said anything. I roll my eyes. "I need to get over yesterday so my first step is forgetting. So yes I will be talking today."

            "Are you okay? You're acting a little too happy today," he jokes.

            "I'm tryin. I like being in the woods. It puts me in a better mood," I explain.

            "I'm glad you're in a better mood."

            I just nod. We walk deeper and deeper in the woods. I see a bunny beside the trail we are on, but I don't say anything. I cant kill a cute little bunny. I see Daryl raise his cross bow and aim. I look up and see a big bird. He shoots it in the head and it falls to the ground. He picks it up my the neck and we keep walking.

             By the time we are done we have killed 2 squirrels, the big bird, and a snake. I wont eat the snake, but Daryl said he would. I can tell its noon now because of where the sun is. Straight over head. We carry our game back to our little camp and start a fire to cook the animals. We all sit around the fire. I am in between Charolette and Carl. As we wait I talk to Charolette.

             "Hey Charolette."

             "Hey," she says quietly.

             "Do you miss home?" I ask.

             "Yes. I miss it a lot," she frowns.

             "I miss my home a lot too," I agree.

             "Did you have any brothers or sisters?"

             "I had a brother."

             "I had 2 sisters and a brother," she tells me.

             "Oh. "

             "Yeah. They all died though. A zombie got each of em. I'm the only one left."

             "How old are you?" I ask, suddenly curious.

             "I think I'm 5. That's what my mom told me."

             "Wow. You're almost a big girl," I smile and she giggles.

             "I know."

             "You're lucky. You've never had to go to school. It sucks," I shake my head.

             "Ha. You had to go to school," she croons. I laugh a little.

             "Are you hungry?"

             "I'm starving!"

             "Okay, I'll get you something."

             Once the food is done I get a plate of squirrel for me and Charolette. I'll tell her its chicken. I give her the plate and she digs in immedietly. "What is this?" she asks.

              "Chicken," I lie.

              "Its really good!" she exclaims.

              Everyone gets done eating at about the same time. In 3 minutes. We are all starving. My stomach Is still not full, but after my plate it deffenitly feels better. I sigh and stand up. Everyone else follows and without saying a word we head down the tracks.




               Evening comes and we are forced to stop again. We haven't made it very today. Maybe 10 or 20 miles. Not all of the food was ate and Daryl kept it in his bag. We all sit down next to yet another sign about Salus. I haven't talked to Carl since the hunt. I walk over and sit down beside him. I take his hand and he looks up at me. He smiles and I smile back to show him I'm okay. I put my right hand behind me to prop myself up, but I keep my left hand entwined with his. I close my eyes enjoying the moment.

              Then I feel a something sharp against my neck. I freeze. "Don't move," a deep rumbles. Like I was planning on it! "Stand up!" he instructs. I stand up slowly. The man removes my sword and pistol and throws them on the ground behind me. I look out of the corner of my eye and see a man has a knife on Carl's throat too. I see panic in his eyes, but I'm not sure who the panic is for. Me or him? I am not scared for myself. I'm scared that they will hurt him.

               I see that there is 10 people not from our group and there is only 7 of us. The guy removes the knife from my throat and replaces it with a gun to my head. I see Carl trying to get away and I want to scream at him to stop! The man throws him to the ground with and evil laugh and shoves his face in the ground. "Stop!" I cant sit and watch this.

               "SHUT! UP!" the man behind me screams. He hits me in the head with the butt of the gun. I gasp. I feel blood roll down my face and drip off of my chin.

               Carl is still trying to get out of his grip, but the man is too heavy. I see the man reach for his belt. OH NO! THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING! "Stop it! Leave him alone!" I hear Rick scream.

                Rick spins around and punches the man holding him in the face. The other men try to jump in and help the man, but he tells them to stop. The man punches Rick and he stumbles backwards. He grabs Rick by the shoulders and holds a gun to his head. He's going to shoot him. Ricks going to die. "What are you gonna do now," he asks teasingly.

                Rick pauses for a minute, but then he lunges forward. I want to puke. He bites the guys neck and rips the skin. The guy stumbles back holding his neck, with shocked eyes. Rick kicks him and he falls to the ground. Everyone reacts quickly. I spin around and elbow the man in the face. I take his head and knee him in the face, before I grab my gun. I don't think twice as I pull the trigger. He falls to the ground and I turn to Carl. The man lets him up and backs away slowly. He starts to say something, but I silence him by shooting him in a place he does not want to be shot. He will not have a quick death! He falls to the ground and groans. I shoot him in the arm, then the leg, I pause for a second before I shoot him in the head.

             I run over to Carl and lift him up. I pull him into a hug. He is crying. I hold him close to me as I stroke his hair. I don't ask if he's okay because I know the answer. Everyone knows we are together and to be honest I never really cared. Rick runs over to us. "Carl! Are you okay?" he asks worriedly. He starts to lean forward and hug him, but Carl backs up into my arms.

            Rick doesn't seem to notice. He throws his arms around us both in an embrace. I stand there awkwardly until he lets us go. I put my arm around Carl's waist and he outs his arm around my waist. We walk back over to where we laying and sit down. I don't say a word. We lay down next to each other our whole bodies touching. I cant say anything right now. I feel to weird. I don't know how to comfort him in this situation. I just lay there and let him think. We fall asleep in each other's arms.


                          What do you guys think? I know that seen was in the Walking Dead, but I really like that seen. Rick is a total bad***! Okay so yeah. Comment what you think and don't forget to hit that green LIKE button up there!!!

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