It's been half a month since the group kicked Dante out because of her bite. Everybody missed her and were saddened that she had to meet such a horrible fate. The one who got hit the most was Daryl. He was never the same after the attack on camp. Andrea's sister Amy felt it was her fault for Dante being bitten. Andrea and Dale assured her that it was Dante's choice to save the young girl. The group was now looking for Sophia who ran off into the woods away from two walkers.
"Dante, Hershel needs you now" my brother yelled to me as he ran toward the tree I was in. I jumped down with concern showing on my face. "What is it? What's wrong?" I asked Scotte as he stopped in front of me kneeling down to catch his breath. "a …a kid was shot. He needs help and Hershel doesn't have the right supplies to help him" he replied.
My eyes widened. "Damn it" I growled bolting for the house. I crashed through the door and ran straight into a man with black curly hair. We both fell to the floor. I quickly said sorry and got back to my feet then ran to where Hershel was. I slammed open the door and looked over at the child on the bed. "Dante I need you to heal him" Hershel said to me. I nodded and put my hands together trying to make a blue healing flame.
Hallie tripped into the room almost falling on to the floor then took what ever Hershel said to take out. Once she was done I used the blue flame and healed the boy on the bed. When I looked up at his father he gave me a look that told me he had met me before. I tilted my head to the side in curiosity.
"Rick this is Dante. Dante this is Rick. Dante has been with us for a month. I'm afraid that she lost her memory before she came here and doesn't remember how she lost it" Hershel explained. The guy I knocked down earlier came in and looked at the where the boys wound should be baffled. I smirked then walked out of the room. I walked out side then jumped into a tree and laid down on the branch. A flashback then came and hit me out of no where.
(Flashback No ones P.O.V)
Dante was working on her brothers car when the workshops bell rung, letting her know she had customers. "Hey bro, can you take care of them? I'm trying to loosen this wire" Dante asked as she loosened the wire a little more.
The Dixon brothers jumped when they heard a squeal come from under a black mustang with a red strip. Both brothers looked at each other then slowly walked toward the pair of legs coming from under the vehicle.
"Son of a… hey Scotte could you hand me a towel please? This oil is burning the shit out of my skin" Dante asked. Daryl Dixon cocked a brow then handed the awaiting hand a small towel. "Thanks bro" Dante replied.
Merle was trying hard to stifle his laughter when Daryl's eyebrows went higher. "Last I checked I only had a brother" Daryl replied to the girl. The body under the car froze then peeked from under the side covered in oil. At the sight of her Merle burst out laughing then got whipped in the face by another towel.
"Come on guys leave my sister alone. She may be a hot head but she has one nasty kick" Dante's brother said chuckling. Dante blushed then growled at her older sibling. Un aware of the stare she was getting from the younger sibling of the Dixon brothers.
(End Flashback)
I gasped when I came to, almost falling out of the branch I was in. ~Who the hell is Daryl~ I thought breathing heavily. I looked around and saw that I have been out for a whole day. "Shit. Hershel's going to kill me" I groaned. A motorcycle engine caught my attention out in the distance. Coming down the drive way were a few cars, one catching my eye. Right there on a motorcycle was the man from my vision. Great, just fanfreakingtastic. I stayed hidden in the tree for three hours trying not to get caught by any of the people below me who had no idea I was in the tree above them.
I was perfectly relaxed in the tree and about to nod off until I got sprayed with freezing cold water. I shrieked and jumped up from my sitting position. A guys laughter came from below me. My eye twitched with annoyance. I then glared at my older brother growling in anger. My brother stopped laughing when he heard the growl and looked up.
"oh shit your pissed aren't you" he said slowly trying to get away. I noticed this and jumped down from my tree branch ignoring the gasps from behind me. I kept my glare on him then grabbed the hose that just so happened to be by my left foot. I picked it up and smirked. My brother paled then bolted into the house and away from the hose that was ready to spray at any moment. I shook my head in amusement then started to walk off into the field.
Soon or later I got lost in my thoughts, thinking of how I got this weird control over fire and why now. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't see the walker coming up behind me. I heard running footsteps coming toward me and looked up to see that man from my vision. Shit I wanted to avoid him not run into him. Wait what's he yelling about.
A snarl came from behind me and I glanced back seeing the walker ready to take a chunk right out of my neck. My eyes widened then I ducked and kicked it in the head. The undead man stumbled slightly then came back for more. "Shit! Give up you damn undead freak" I yelled dodging to the side then giving a round house kick to the head. Only my leg was on fire when it connected.
I landed on my feet blinking in surprise. "How the hell did, you know what never mind" I said shaking my head. The man from my vision just stared at me like I had two heads. "what?" I asked confusedly. I was then hugged by the man I didn't know. I pushed him off growling. "Dude piss off. I'm fine. See no bites" I told him as I turned around.
"good that would have been the fifth time this week" I turned around to come face to face with my little sister Hallie. I raised a brow in question. "ok first of all the last four times was me being careless and second I killed it before it could even touch me" I said lightly glaring at the 13 year old. She shrugged then walked away. I started to walk toward the house when the man caught my wrist.
"Dante don't you remember me? doesn't that ring give you any curiosity" he said. He was right, for some reason I always felt like I should keep the wedding ring I had on my left hand on. I could never get the courage to take it off. I shook my head and walked away. I had so many questions that I wanted to be answered. Like how I got the power to control fire. What the feeling I have that's in my heart when ever I take a glance at the ring on my left hand. Why I couldn't remember anything before waking up in Hershel's house. Why I have a phoenix mark on the right palm of my right hand. And why it glows every time I use my powers.
I shook my head as I passed Maggie who gave me a questioning glance. I gave her a reassuring smile then walked to my room. I was exhausted after that little scuffle with that walker. I snuggled into my bed and fell a sleep. Not even noticing my door being opened and closed. Or the bed shifting from another presence. I was then lost in a dreamless sleep.