Truth in the Stones |Daryl Dixon AU|

Now that the world has gone to shit, people now have to defend themselves against flesh-eating creatures. Cheyenne is the niece of former King County deputy Shane Walsh and when the infection spread, her and her brother - Jeremy - were saved by their uncle after a tragedy had struck them. Now, the pair and their fellow group members have to find a way to survive without killing each other first but, what happens when love starts to bloom in a world like this?


1. The Beginning of a New Time

"Man, this shits crazy."  "Don't swear, Jer. There are kids around here."
"Please, swearing while kids are around are least bit of our troubles."
We were stuck, waiting, for the block to clear up. The turn - as the Georgians had called it - was currently happening. Everyone in the state was trying to enter Atlanta, where the refugee center was located at. I voted against it. It was just going to bring all the food to one place but one man's vote against four wasn't really made for democracy. I looked behind me, spotting Lori and Shane walk off into the woods after a fight had broke out. I mentally rolled my eyes, trying not to show my irritability. I knew that they had hooked up before behind a bush which I thought was utterly disgusting. I hadn't known her or Carl for long - in fact, I hadn't known them at all until about two days ago. I knew I couldn't judge her but her husband had just died and she had moved on faster than you can imagine. 
"Holy shit."
The bombs echoed through the streets as they hit the city. I looked in horror as did everyone else that the once beautiful city of Atlanta was now being destroyed into pieces. 

  Present Time  "Hey, you alive in there?" Glenn asked through the walkie-talkie after only hearing static.

We had just witnessed a man enter an army tank after being overrun by walkers. Glenn had somehow convinced me to help him but I was starting to regret that decision. If he was even alive, why would we be out here risking our lives for some douchebag we didn't even know?

An exasperated voice replied. "Hello? Hello?"

Glenn sighed in relief. "Oh there you are. You had me wondering." 

"Where are you? Are you outside? Can you see my right now?" 

"Yeah, we can see you. You're surrounded by walkers." I peered over the side of building, spotting only the dead. But what was I expecting to see? Hundreds of military men shooting walkers one-by-one and bringing us to safety? I highly doubt that'll happen. 

"We? There's two of you?" I rolled my eyes and signaled for Glenn to keep talking. 

"That's not important right now. You got eyes on the outside here. There's one geek still up on the tank but the others have climbed down and joined the feeding frenzy where the horse went down. You with me so far?" 

"So far."

"Okay, the street on the other side of the tank is less crowded. If you move now while they're distracted, you stand a chance. Then jump off the right side of the tank and keep going in that direction. There's an alley up the street maybe fifty yards - be there." Glenn instructed.

"Hey, what are your names?" I rolled my eyes and grabbed the small device out of Glenn's hands. 

"Have you been listening? You're running out of time!" I exclaimed. 

"C'mon, we gotta hurry!" Glenn commanded as we slid down the ladder. While running towards the alley, gun shots could be heard for miles around and I started to think about the dangers his actions could cost us. We reached the gate where we finally met the mystery man - a gun pointed to Glenn's face. Once he realized we weren't dead, we all began running in the other direction towards the fire escape. I didn't bother turning around and I reached the ladder first, climbing up as fast as I could. The man was still shooting at walkers until Glenn yelled at him to stop. I moved over to the farthest side of the ledge, giving Glenn and the man room to stand beside me. I rested my hands on the cold metal bars, leaning over and catching my breath. I looked down, getting a good view of the walkers below us. The adrenaline rushed through my veins as I glanced over at Glenn and then to the mystery man. 

"Nice moves there Clint Eastwood. You the new sheriff? Riding in to clean up the town?" Glenn asked sarcastically, still catching his breath. 

"Wasn't my intention." The man admitted. 

I exhaled a deep breath. "Yeah, whatever, yee-haw. You're still a dumbass." 

The man acknowledged me and stook his hand out to me. "Rick."

I looked at his hand and then hastily shook it. "Cheyenne."

He then turned to Glenn shaking his hand as well. "Thanks." 

"Yeah, well I wouldn't be thanking us yet." I stared up at the rest of the ladder, shielding my eyes from the blinding sun. I glanced over at Glenn before glancing up at the ladder again, nodding my head - agreeing we had no other choice but to climb up. 

"On the bright side, it'll be the fall that kills us." Glenn commented. "I'm a 'glass half-full' kinda guy." He let me climb up first, him and Rick trailing behind me. I could still hear the snarling of the dead as we jogged to the roof entrance. 

"You the ones who barricaded the alley?" Rick asked. 

"Somebody did, I guess when the city got overrun. Whoever did it was thinking. Not many geeks get through." Glenn replied. When we reached the roof entrance, I quickly unhitched the lock and the rusty metal doors squeaked as they opened.

"Back at the tank, why did you both stick your necks out for me?" Glenn threw his backpack down the entrance. "Call it foolish, naive hope; that if were ever that far up the shit creek, somebody might do the same for us." 

"Guess that makes us even bigger dumbasses than you." I added, climbing my way down. Rick copied our actions - shutting the doors and jumping down the rest of the way. We ran through a unfastidious room until we reached the exit door - meeting with a set of gray, metal steps.

"I'm back, got a guest. There's four geeks in the alley." Glenn breathed his words into the walkie talkie. I came to a sudden stop, grabbing the attention of two walkers who were in the alley. Glenn and Rick stopped behind me as well, backing up a few steps as the walkers came closer. The door of the other building opened and, who I'm guessing was T-Dog and Morales, came out in their black protective suits with bats and began beating the walkers down. We took this as an opportunity to run to the door, Morales and T-Dog trailing behind. As soon as we entered the room, Andrea grabbed Rick by the shirt and pushed him harshly against a pile of crates. 

Andrea pointed a gun in Rick's face. "Son of a bitch! We outta kill you!"

I stood beside Glenn as we watched the scene in front of us unfold. "Just chill out Andrea. Back off." Morales commanded. 

"C'mon, ease up." Jacqui added. Andrea narrowed her eyes and the grip on her gun became tighter "Ease up? You're kidding me, right? We're dead because of this stupid asshole."  

"Andrea, I said back the hell off." Morales repeated. "Or pull the trigger." 

Andrea did as Morales told her and took a few steps back. 

"We're dead. All of us - because of you." She choked, tears welling in her eyes. 

"I don't understand."

"Look, we came into the city to scavenge for supplies. You know what the key to scavenging is? Surviving." Morales said as he grabbed Rick by the arm, leading him into the next room - the rest of us following. "You know the key to surviving? Sneaking in and out not shooting up the streets like you have."

"Every geek for miles heard you popping off rounds." T-Dog added. 
"You just rang the dinner bell."  
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