"Come on! Let's get 'outta here!"
Lizzie had shot Alisha.
Tyreese was as shocked as anyone that had seen a thirteen year old girl kill someone. After a second, he shook the initial shock off, and continued on.
"Hey! We need to leave!" Lizzie nodded. Lizzie and Mika turned around, running the opposite way Tyreese told them to go. Tyreese reluctantly followed, ensuring the girls' safety. Lizzie ran to the back of the prison, kneeling down in front of a covered bench. Lizzie uncovered the bench, yanking the blanket off. There, a crying Judith squirmed, trying to get out of the confinement of the baby carrier. Lizzie looked behind her, scanning her surroundings. Once she was sure no one was around, she picked Judith up, trying to hush her. Her hands shaking, Lizzie hands Judith over to Mika.
Lizzie looked at Tyreese, "Where do we go?" Tyreese took a few seconds to process her question.
Tyreese answered, "Both of you get in front of me, Lizzie in the front, Mika in the back," he seemed panicked, "Only shoot when you have to. We're low on ammo," he huffed, wiping the sweat off his head, scanning the area, "Don't run off, and go exactly where I say to," Tyreese continued, "We're going to go out where the bus went off to. When we get a good distance between us from the prison, we're going to start looking for some shelter. Got it?" Lizzie and Mika nodded, "Good. Now come on."
Lizzie in front, started running to the spot where Tyreese told them to go, where the bus used to be. Encountering a few walkers, Lizzie let them be. Slowly, the amount of walkers soon doubled and then tripled. Lizzie, taking Tyreese's advice, got her knife out. A walker came out from a building corner, grabbing a Lizzie by the shoulder. Lizzie screamed, trying to push it away. She stabbed it once in the chest, though remembering what Carol had said, Lizzie drove the knife through the walker's skull, causing it to collapse on top of her. Tyreese helped her back up, seeing if she was okay.
Lizzie shook her head, "No, I'm fine. We need to keep moving." Tyreese kept his mouth shut, a little surprised at Lizzie's new behavior, but kept on running, knowing if they didn't keep going, they would end up dead. Lizzie lead again, having several other encounters with walkers. The trio kept on running until they came to a sudden halt. They were twenty feet between them and the empty road. But there was also something else; an entire heard, scattered, roaming around aimlessly, right in between where they had to go. Before the walkers saw them, Tyreese quickly grabbed hold of the girls, yanking them behind the wall, out of the walker's sight.
"Mika," he turned his attention to the shaking little girl, "stay here until I come back and get you. You can't fight because you have Judith. Here," he handed her a knife in her one free hand, "Don't hesitate if one attacks you. Kill it, got it?" Mika nodded. Tyreese turned his attention to the determined looking girl and said, "You'll fight, alright?" she nodded, "If I could spare you this fight, I would, but there are 'bout fifty walkers out there, and there is no way in hell that I can kill of them and get the two of you to safety. Use as little ammo as possible, and kill with the knife. Don't let them come to you, go to them. Don't hesitate, just kill," she nodded. Tyreese added, "If anything happens to me, you run. You get your sister and run 'til you find someone you know you can trust." Tyreese's eyes flickered between the two girls that stood before him and said, "Alright. Let's move."
Tyreese and Lizzie walked out of the corner, sneaking up behind the walkers. Lizzie killed the first three walkers without a problem, but soon realized she had a physical disadvantage; her height. Lizzie had to reach up, the walker's mouth getting a hair apart from her wrist. Lizzie started to kill the walkers by driving the knife up through the chin, into the brain. Lizzie killed walkers faster and more efficiently than ever before, almost wiping out fifteen walkers by herself. Lizzie looked over to Tyreese, seeing him fighting them off, one by one. Lizzie started to make the first moves on the walkers, running up to them, knifing them in the head. Lizzie felt a little more confident in herself, knowing she had taken down a considerably large amount of walkers. Lizzie looked over to where they had left Mika. She ran towards the spot, seeing that there were less than ten walkers left. Lizzie knew Tyreese could handle himself against ten measly walkers. Once Lizzie got there, she found the spot empty, no sign of Mika. Lizzie's head jumbled with thoughts, making her lose her balance. She leaned against the wall, trying to regain her composure. A hand grabbed her shoulder, making her jump. Lizzie turned around quickly, aiming her knife, ready for a walker attack. The hand belonged to a human. Daryl.
Beside Daryl, was Mika. Lizzie let out a breath of relief, scanning her sister for any bite marks or scratches.
Daryl said, "Come on, Tyreese is almost done. 'Better get a move on." Daryl started towards where Tyreese, killing the last walker with an arrow. Tyreese turned his attention to Daryl, blood splattered all over him.
"You have no idea how glad I am to see a familiar face." Tyreese said, a little out of breath. Daryl nodded.
"Same here. Where are y'all goin'?" Tyreese gestured to the dirt road. Lizzie watched as the scene unfolded.
"Heading up where the bus left off, getting as many miles between us and this place." Daryl nodded.
"Let's go." Tyreese nodded, turning to the girls.
"Stay behind me, but in front of Daryl. Got it?" The two nodded. The four survivors ran up to where the bus left, the dirt road. They kept on running for a couple of minutes, creating more distance between them and the prison. Once they stopped running, they kept on walking. Mika had trouble keeping up, seeing that she was carrying Judith. It was silent for the next couple of miles.
Lizzie took that as a time to analyze what exactly had happened. Her first kill. The first one was a man and the second a red-headed woman. Lizzie looked at her hands, covered in blood. I did that. I killed someone. Lizzie remembered all of the walkers she killed - she had recognized some of them. Lizzie remembered passing by them outside and asking for them to pass a dish during dinner. Lizzie had felt almost nothing in the heat of the moment, but now...when she was able to really pay attention and take the time to think...it scared her. She was scared of the person she was back at the prison - a brave, callous person, not feeling anything when killing another human being. On the other hand, Lizzie also knew she had done the right thing. A life for a life. She saved Tyreese. Lizzie knew that in a world like this, killing was a daily thing - almost a chore. Lizzie hadn't enjoyed killing by any means, but she liked knowing she had helped, contributed. She didn't like feeling helpless and not being able to protect herself. Lizzie liked feeling powerful, helpful, and most of all, important.
They had stayed on the road until the sun set. Daryl and Tyreese walked in the forest, telling the girls that they would try to find some sort of shelter. Lizzie kept her eyes peeled, staying close to Mika. Daryl spotted an old shack and pond, calling the group over.
"Figured we could hole up here tonight and set out tomorrow to see if there's any others," Tyreese nodded. Daryl looked at the girls and said, "Stay out here 'til we call you in. 'Gonna go see if there's any walkers or people inside." Lizzie nodded. Daryl and Tyreese walked into the house, leaving Lizzie and Mika alone outside.
Lizzie turned to Mika and asked, "Have you been bit? Scratched?" Lizzie, not waiting for an answer, ran her fingers across her sister's arms, looking for any wounds. Mika shook her head.
"No. What about you?" Lizzie kept quiet, still searching.
Mika pulled back, "I'm fine." Lizzie followed her step, still looking.
Mika huffed, "I'm fine!" Upon her sister's outburst, Lizzie stopped. She muttered an apology.
Mika's expression softened and said, "Are you okay?" Lizzie bit her lip, locking her eyes on the floor, "Lizzie?" she stayed silent, "Lizzie, answer me."
Lizzie looked up, a tear flowing down her cheek, "I-I'm fine." Mika shook her head.
"You wouldn't lie to dad. Don't you lie to me. Are you okay?" Lizzie waited for a couple of seconds until saying something.
Lizzie shook her head, wiping the tear of her cheek, sniffling, "I-I killed someone, Mika. I killed two, living, breathing, people...I k-killed a person!" Mika gave her a sympathetic look.
"Lizzie, it'll be fine...It'll be fine," Mika tried to reassure her. Lizzie let tears freely fall.
"No, Mika, you don't understand. I-I killed someone. I killed a human being. I'm not okay. I'll never be okay! I-I ended some one's life. I-I..." Lizzie choked on her words. Mika wouldn't have any of it.
"Stop it, Lizzie. You saved some one's life. Tyreese's life. He wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you. You know that. You did what you had to do."
A/N: This was totally inspired by last night's episode (season 4 mid-season finale)...I was bawling by the end of it...Speaking of last night's episode, this story contains MAJOR spoilers up until last night's episode, and possible spoilers (from sneak peaks). If you're waiting on me to update, check out EnglishPoet18 and SOA loving mom's stories - they're awesome!
