My mom is a huge Walking Dead Rick Grimes fan and I like Daryl Dixon. So this fanfic is dedicated to her. I do not own The Walking Dead at all throughout the story. Only the OC's i own: Ellie, Sara, and Janet
Ellie was hiding in her spot on the roof when she heard the gunshots. The last time there were shots when she was around was when her mother and cousin escaped from Terminus. Ellie remained behind to gather whatever information and, possibly, survivors to take with her when she escapes the so called safe haven of the Apocalypse. Ever since the outbreak years ago, Ellie, her mother, and her cousin were split up from their families while running from the zombies, which are now being called 'Walkers'. The trio was hoping to reunite with their families when they heard of Terminus, but it was false hope in the end.
Ellie sheathed her now sharpen knives and throwing stars into her utility belt; Strap on her quiver filled with various arrows; pick up her bow and put on her mask (a/n: think of the one that Bucky wears in Captain America: The Winter Soldier). She stepped out of her small hiding place on one of the roofs and snuck, ninja style, to where the guns were going off. After some sick roof hopping and several flips and somersaults, Ellie was peering over the ledge just enough to see, but not be seen. There, on the ground below, was a group of four: Two men, a woman, and a male teenager. Ellie used her skills of observation to evaluate the newcomers and the situation: The male teenager seemed to be in his late teens holding a handgun and wearing a sheriff's hat; man behind him was holding a handgun and has the same features as the teen. Father and son! No doubt the hat belongs to the dad. Nice to know some local law enforcement is still kicking. Ellie thought as she looked at the woman next the boy: she was African American and only woman in the group, but has an aura that radiates 'Don't Fuck with me!' and wielding a… Samurai Sword?! This lady is going to be my hero! Ellie remarked in her head, then her eyes fell on the final member of the group. One word: Sexy! From her viewpoint, she thought he might be a redneck, but turned total zombie slayer. Either way he looked very…she can't find the right word!
Ellie heard shouting and she snapped out of her thoughts to notice that she missed most of the arguments. The total controlling dick, Alex, seemed to be telling them to drop their weapons and get in one of the containers. They complied, but she saw they did so hesitantly. Ellie looked around and noticed all the guns men in the area were targeting the teenager. What a total new low for the people of Terminus! She backed away and ninja her way back to her hideout. Once there she pulled out her headset and radio. Turning it on she began to tune into the broadcasting stations for her mom and cousin. After five minutes, there was something!
"Thanks for the information Mitchell! Once I retrieve Ellie we will be at base camp by the end of the week."
"Well, you might want to send some men with her, Mitchell! Mom, we have some survivors."
"Ellie!" "Hi, sweetheart!"
"Hey everyone! Mom, where's Sara? Mitchell how long would it take for you to send a recon team to Terminus?"
"Sara is napping in the back of the van. We just finished a run." "If they take some bikes and a truck, maybe be there around noon tomorrow. Why?"
"I got back from a small hunting trip yesterday and my ears picked up talk about some new arrivals came and didn't like the lifestyle much." Ellie paused as the stream of curses came through. "Anyway, they are no doubt locked in a container. A few minutes ago, four others arrive and they are in a container as well. Possibly with the other group. So, Mom, it's a good thing you have the van because I have a feeling it's going to be useful. Also, Mitchell, it might help if you send the recon team with their A game. I have a feeling things are not going to go smoothly."
A moment of silence as her new information came through. "Alright, I will send the team. Janet, be prepared! Tell Sara to be careful as well!" "Thanks, Mitchell. Ellie, introduce yourself to the group tonight. Tomorrow we will warn others about the place after the recon."
"Roger that! See you and Sara tomorrow, mom. Mitchell stay safe!"
"Later, Ninja Girl!" "Love you sweetheart! Be careful!"
Disconnecting the radio and headset, Ellie packed it up with her supplies, but left her blanket out to sleep. Once that was settle, she scouted the area and made notes of escape routes, weapon count, and number of people in the whole facility. It wasn't long until the sun began to set, so Ellie head back to her spot and waited for it to go total dark.