Daryl POV
This town has gone to complete shit. What i mean is the walkersare becoming larger in groups against my brother Merle and I. Two men can only do so much, but Merle and i have the will power. No getting in the way of us assholes.
Another walker down. There was about five of them together this time. Nothing Merle and I can't handle. But with this last incident we need to be more cautious.
(Flashback)
"Merle, get over here now!" I yelled half worried.
He was on the other side of the bus, that we got supplies from.
This time it wasn't good for us to be seprated since the outside of the bus was being swarmed with walkers.
I didn't hear an answer and i freaked. I shot some more walkers in the head with my crossbow before looking Merle's way. He was in a mess with walkers. I made my way to him, careful not to get bite or scratched. I hate walkers.
I shot some more to help him then a walker came to he side without neither of us realizing. When I caught glance of Merle the walker was about to bite him. Just before i was about to lose my brother, the walker's head dropped to the ground. Merle and I both looked up to see a woman with dreadlocks. She had a sword in her hand . She didn't say a word then walked away. Merle and I followed her. This woman just saved his life I had to say something even if my dumbass brother wouldn't.
"Hey, thanks for that back there," I told her when we were away from the walkers.
She turned in my direction.
"No problem."
(End of Flashback)