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I had it in my sights. I had it right in my sights. Walking slowly as to not alarm the deer a few yards in from of me that I was tracking, I cautiously moved through the trees. Glancing down every now and then to make sure I didn't step on too many branches, I kept the crossbow right at the aim, my arms steady.
Snap!
'Shit!'
The deer heard the branch under my feet break and tensed up, looking around. Stopping so it wouldn't see me. I waited and waited for it to calm down once more before I started again. The brown animal looked back and forth a few times, it's ears twitching as it tried to listen in to me. I steadied my breath as much as possible, enough so that I was barely even breathing. Finally after what seemed like forever, it looked down once more and continued feeding on the grass. Relaxing slightly, but not enough that I was out of my stance, I continued my walk towards it as well as to the side. Staying in direct eyesight was something I learned not to do very many times. This time, I was much more careful about where I placed my feet. Slowly and cautiously I made my way closer, stopping once I got close enough for a good shot, but far away enough that it would see me. Putting my finger on the trigger, I aimed the crossbow at it's stomach.
'I'm sorry, but we need to eat.'
Squinting one eye closed so I knew I was right on target, I just started to put pressure on the trigger before I hear rustling behind me. And a growl. Both of my eyes snapped open and I turned, but I wasn't quick enough. A walker hissed and snarled as it came onto me, pushing me down. Letting out a short scream as I fell, the wind got knocked out of me upon impact. Right away, I began to struggle against the thing, but it was a newer one. And newer ones were always much more stronger than the ones that have been around for so many years. Yelping as the walker grabbed onto my arm and tried to bit me, I raised my leg up and tried to push it off that way. Sure, it's bottom half was being lifted up, but my attempt did nothing for the top half of it. Struggling, I patted the ground next to me in search of the crossbow, dropping it when the walker attacked me. I hit it a few times, but couldn't seem to get a grip on it. And the walker was only getting closer to me.
"Get off!" I yelled, using both of my hands and my feet to push at the walker. It stumbled off me and I rolled away, trying to get the knife out of it's sheath. After struggling for a moment, I managed to free it and turned, fully ready to get the walker right in the head with it. However, there was no need for that, cause someone beat me to it. He pulled the knife out of the walkers head, breathing heavily as he looked at me.
"Judith, you know damn well not to go out anywhere without me!" Daryl Dixon scolded me as he attempted to catch his breath.
A/N: So, this idea was in my brain, and now it's on the internet. I just wanted to upload a preview of this story and see if people actually like it. The main character is Judith and yes, a lot of the main characters that we all know and love have died, since she's now 12 years old. There'll be a lot of made up characters that develop in this little story of mine, and people might not like that. But just send me feedback either in the reviews or a message, I'd love to hear what people think (: