It was late at night when Rick Grimes looked at the woods around him. He heard a walker in the distance, it must have been stuck to something because it wasn't getting any closer. He stepped off the cabin porch he and his group took over. His group consisted of his son Carl Grimes, his old buddy Darryl Dixon, and a father daughter duo they found running from a barn, Hershel and Beth Greene. His group was doing just fine where they were. He heard a branch break and a walker walked by without noticing Rick standing there. He went back inside and layed down. "Where are you Lori? Just show me the way." He whispered to himself. He then closed his eyes and went to sleep.
The next morning the group of five was awake and two walkers were gnawing at the door. Darryl opened it and Rick and Carl had crowbars and beat the walkers down. "We need some goddam food around here." Darryl said. "Hey little lady, wanna go hunting with ole Darryl?" He asked Beth. "No she doesn't. Hershel said. "I will go." Carl said. "Can I?" He asked his dad. "Sure, just be safe." Rick told Carl. "Don't worry old man, I got it." Carl said. Him and Darryl ran outside. "You just gonna let that scumbag go off with your kid?" Hershel asked Rick. "He is not a scumbag, and if anyone is safe it is Darryl." Rick told him.
Darryl and Carl were walking in the woods when they heard a zombie eating a deer behind the corner. Darryl quickly shot it with his crossbow. "I got you kid." Darryl said. Then they saw a rabbit. "Hey kid, shoot that rabbit ova there." Darryl told Carl. "I will try." Carl said. He aimed for about two minutes until he pulled the trigger. He hit the rabbit in the eyeball and it fell dead. "Nice shot but I could've ran around this forest two times until you fired." Darryl said. Then they heard a walker behind them. Darryl turned around and stabbed it with his hunting knife. "You alright kid?" Darryl asked. No answer. "Kid?" He said as he turned around. Carl was gone. "Dammit, Carl where are you? Darryl yelled. He ran down the woods screaming Carl's name. "Carl!" He yelled again. At the cabin Rick heard the voices and ran for the woods. He saw atleast ten walkers outside. He had Hershel and Beth take them out as he ran into the woods. "Darryl? Carl?" He yelled. "Dad, a walker attacked Darryl." Carl was behind him.
"When do we tell them?" Beth asked Hershel. "We don't tell them." Hershel said. "What if Carl gets hurt because one got out." Beth asked. "He wont get hurt by one, they're all locked in a cage in the middle of the woods." Hershel said. "Daddy! We have to kill them all." Beth said. "No, your mother and brotherare in there." He said.
Darryl ran towards the sound of Rick's voice. "Rick!" Darryl yelled as he ran for them. "Your little shit ran off while I killed a walker." Darryl said. "He isn't a little shit." Rick said. "Yeah, tell him that running in this world wont help. Because little mommy Lori, she is dead." Rick pointed his gun at Darryl. "She isn't dead." Rick said.
When they got back Rick and Beth where outside on guard. Darryl and Carl had three rabbits, two squirrels and a raccoon. "We got meat for the rest of the month." Darryl said. "We just need some can foods." Hershel said. "That will be easy to get." Rick said. Darryl and Hershel gutted the animals that night. "You know your way around a squirrel." Darryl said to Hershel. "I was a veterinarian. " Hershel told him. "Got any others?" Darryl said looking at Beth. "Kids? Yeah I got one more. She is out there with the other survivors that got away from the farm that night." Hershel said. "You sound very confident about that." Darryl said. "I am, no need not to be." Hershel said. "She is strong, she can handle herself." Hershel said. "Now letsget some sleep." He said to Darryl
Beth stuck out that night with her dads rifle and Darryl's knife. She approached the cage of walkers. She unlatched the gate and the five walkers inside came out. "Sorry guys." She said in tears. She hit her brother's walker with the gun and sabbed her mom in the throat. She shot the other two. "I am sorry." She started to walk off when her brother grabbed her ankle. "No, help, help, help!" She screamed. She reached for the knife but fell and couldn't reach it. Her brother was about to bite her leg when a bolt went through his head. Darryl was standing there with his crossbow. "Don't leave the house."
On the next chapter of Walking Dead, Glenn, Abraham, Oscar and Axel find a new army truck and hit the city.
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