My first Fan Fiction! I hope you all like it! New chapters will come, but be patient
Disclaimer - I do not the Walking Dead or The Boondocks. The only thing I own in fact is the computer that I used to make the story.
The Walking Boondocks
Chapter 1
South Side of Chicago, a week before The Freemans move to Woodcrest.
Their parents on the floor, dead in a pool of blood. Riley crying, begging God for his parents back, the only time he's ever begged. Robert, AKA Granddad, cursed the man who killed his only son and his daughter in law, as well as Reverend Al Sharpton. Huey just stood there in complete shock, turned off from the rest of the world. But he saw the face of the man who did it, a black man with a shaggy beard. He vowed never to forget that face that belonged to the man had wrecked his life. That man would pay with his blood.
3 YEARS LATER
"HUEY FUCKING FREEMAN! GET YO NIGGA ASS UP AND ON RUCKUS' BUS! DEM WALKERS ALL OVER THE PLACE! GRAB YOUR KATANA NOW!"
Granddad's command woke a now 13 year old Huey with a fright from his nightmare of what happened three years before, to be face to face with a hideous walker, who was just about to bite Huey. Huey just jammed his Katana through its brain, without breaking eye contact with it. He shuddered to think that that Walker was once just a normal person. But not anymore.
Huey got up and began to run toward the bus. He hopped on, and it looked as though everyone was there, and shoving their melee weapon through the windows, hitting walkers, such as Cindy's Shovel, a Pimp named Slickback's "pimp staff", etc. They fought until no walkers remained near the bus. Once this was all complete, people reconnected and began to greet their loved ones. When Jasmine saw Huey she ran up to him and gave him a tearful hug. Since the apocalypse began, they both decided life was too short to just have a childish crush on each other, and came out with the fact they liked each other. Huey was grateful to have Jasmine with him, but was relieved when Granddad's orders interrupted their embrace, for Riley and Cindy had been tearing them to shreds over it for months since they went public with their relationship, even though Huey was certain something was going on between the two of them. Another factor in this decision was Ming. She had gotten to the US just before the apocalypse to challenge Huey to a kickball rematch to "restore her honor" and to quote Riley "All dat Bruce Lee dragon shit". Huey and she had since reconciled their differences, but ever since Huey and Jasmine started dating, she had been acting extremely odd. She was glaring at them during the exchange, her fist clenched.
"All right y'all, you know the drill. Roll call!" Granddad yelled, which was met by a series of moans. "Look, I know it's annoying as shit, but last time we didn't do it, Ed Wuncler Sr. got eaten. So quit yo bitching, and answer when I call. Is Riley here?"
"Naw, I'm dead and gettin' eaten by a shitload of walkers. What da hell do ya think, ya blind ole nigga?" Riley said leaning against the bus' side. Cindy let out a small laugh, as did Rummy and Ed III. But everyone just gave a glare, considering the seriousness of the situation.
"One mo wisecrack like dat and I'll throw you under the bus and let the walkers take ya!" Granddad said irritably. He went on to read off all the survivors there. (Huey, Riley, Granddad, Jasmine, Tom, Sarah, Ed III, Cindy, Rummy, Ming, A Pimp Named Slickback, and Sweetest Taboo) He stopped for a moment to sink in just how short this list was, almost as if someone still with them was missing from it.
That's because there was. . .
"Wait, where's Ruckus?" asked Granddad, as everyone looked around nervously.
"I'm not sure, last time I saw him he was with – with Riley and Cindy," Huey said, giving them his infamous death stare. All eyes in the room turned toward them, as they stood their sweating, from a mix of exhaustion from killing walkers and possibly nervousness from whatever their secret involving Ruckus was. They both looked at each other, and then Riley began to speak for the pair.
"When weez was tryin' to get on the bus we ran into a small heard, and Uncle Ruckus threw his fatass in, to distract 'em save us both," He then nodded toward Cindy, who took a couple of seconds to understand his single, and then began to speak, with an overstressed catch in her throat.
"That's i-'ight," Cindy said, trying to make it convincing. "He was a hero dat sacrificed his ass to save us. He-"
"LIKE HELL I DID DAT CRAP!" Yelled Uncle Ruckus, who had just crawled on the bus during that exchange, a bloody nightstick in his hand, while the other clutched his leg that had what appeared to be a bullet wound "Dose to hoodlums shot me in da leg and left me for dead, and I only survived from retrieving this nightstick the po-po shoved in my ass when they thought had a gun a few years ago," At this, there was a female sounding scream and then a thud. At first, everyone thought it was Sarah, but when they looked towards her, they saw Tom on the floor, who had fainted at that thought. Sarah simply
rolled her eyes at her husband's squeamishness.
Granddad looked as though he wanted to scream at Riley for nearly killing Ruckus, but instead joined as A Pimp Named Slickback, Gin, and Ed helped Uncle Ruckus up onto the seat, where they patched up his room.
"Well now what are we suppose to do?" Said Sweetest Taboo "Were all the way in freaking Georgia, and we haven't had a single night of sleep since Charleston, and that was months ago! We need camp, and we need it now!"
"Well, I did see this prison a mile back, didn't see much of those walkers," Said Uncle Ruckus, just getting up. "With any luck, it will be filled with good, God fearing white folks!" While everyone looked at Ruckus with disapproval of his racism, they all agreed it would be their best option.
"P-prison?!" Tom started, just getting up. "Have you all lost your minds?! I'll be anally raped!" He had turned as pale as a ghost.
"Tom!" Said Sarah angrily. "We're going to that prison, period. I'm not going let my daughter die because her dad is a –"Crash!
Just then, they heard a thundering slam that seemed to come from the side of the bus, where they kept all of their stuff. It was to dark to see what it was, but they did see two figures. Huey, Ed, and A Pimp named Slickback walked out of the bus with a flash light and a club. They shined the light on the two, who jumped in a fright. Both appeared to be Huey's age. The boy was black, and had dreadlocks, while the girl was white and had short blonde hair. They both looked to be in pretty bad shape, and probably hadn't eaten in days. They had in their hands a good deal of their supplies.
"You need help with those?" Huey said sarcastically. The pair appeared extremely nervous. They all stared down each other for a few minutes, when the two intruders appeared to realize that taking the supplies would be impossible. That's when the boy with the dreadlocks spoke in a relaxed, diplomatic tone.
"Okay, we'll give you the supplies, under one condition."
At this Huey raised an eyebrow. In this situation, he and his group held all the cards. They must need something desperately to act like they had any leverage, let alone still stay there.
"We both need a ride to this prison a few miles out." The dreadlocked boy said.
"Small world," said Ed "Were going to da same- Ouch!" Ed was stopped by a swift whack to his head by A Pimp named Slickback, with his pimp staff. Ed rubbed his head and cursed, while Huey and the two newcomers conversed.
"Why do you want to go to that prison so bad?" asked Huey. To this the boy and girl looked at each other, and then the boy with the dreadlocks took out a picture of him with a tall, bald man who he resembled.
"That's my dad, Oscar," he said coldly. "He was sent to the prison before the shit hit the fan. My mom and older brother died a year ago, and that's when I meant her," he gestured toward the blond girl. "I have a feeling he might still be alive. Just please give us a ride there.
Huey just stared at them. He was about to tell them they were both crazy, and that this Oscar guy was probably dead, or worse and they should give up. But that's when he remembered his dream. He thought of what the boy was going through. Huey thought to himself then that if his mom or dad could possibly still be alive, he'd do the exact same thing. He looked back at Ed and a Pimp Named Slickback, who both nodded. Well, now they got three votes for them to join, Huey thought.
"All right, fine," Huey said "I'll make my case to the group to have you two tag along," He then stuck out his hand "The names Huey Freeman,".
The dread locked boy shook it "Michael Caesar," was his response.
The blond girl then shook Huey's hand and shook it. She then stated her name "Pelieter. Sophia Pelieter.