Some Things Last - Chapter one - Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own the walking dead nor the story, expect for Lizzy.
A shot was heard, a gunshot for sure. Suddenly she could feel something hit her leg and it instantly hurt. She looked at her leg, she was hit. Once again she looked in front of her to the guy who just shot her. When she tried to take a step toward the guy, she felt down on the ground. She looked at her bullet wound again and she was bleeding a lot. She ran her hand over the wound, trying to make the bleeding stop. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew it was useless. They would kill her off soon. Just as they did with her sister. She bite down her lower lip, trying to keep the tears back. She looked up with watery eyes as she could see another guy walking toward her. Pointing his gun straight at her head. He was ready to take her down.
This was it. Her end. She looked away and closed her eyes. ''Just do it'', she spat out.
''LAMEBRAINS!'', she could hear someone yell. She directly opened her eyes. ''Come on, let's go'', she heard another voice say. She could see people walking away, getting in their cars and ready to leave, but no one looked at her. In the corner of her eye she could see biters coming her way. She tried to get up, but her leg hurt badly.
''Hey! Blondie!'', she heard when she finally got up. She looked behind her and once again there was a gun pointed at her. He shot her, right in her shoulder. She let out a scream and her hand went to her shoulder. Trying to stop the bleeding. She looked around, for now she had only one option. So she ran into the forest next to the highway. She kept running as fast she could, without looking behind her. She knew biters are just too close and she wasn't that fast with her wounds. She didn't had the strength to take them down, not now.
It started to get dark and she noticed she had gotten rid of the biters. She had to take a break soon or else her wounds would get her killed. She kept walking as fast she could and soon she came across a tent. No one lived there anymore, she was sure of that. She got inside and she tried to find things to clean her wounds up. She found a lighter, a spoon, tweezers and a half full bottle of water. She ripped off a part of her dress and used it to bandage her thigh in hope to stop the bleeding.
After she had taken out the bullet in her shoulder and cleaned it with some water, she lighted up the lighter and warmed up the spoon until it was hot enough. She pressed the back of the spoon against her shoulder wound. She bite down her lip to keep her from screaming. She closed her eyes and tried to just accept the pain. She let go of the spoon after some time and let out a sigh. She looked at her shoulder again. It would become an ugly scar, but the wound is closed now and she wouldn't get an infection.
Her hands reached out for the bottle with water and she opened it and took a small sip. It felt good. When she wanted to take another sip, she could hear some movements outside the tent. She opened the flap of the tent and looked into the darkness. The biters had caught up on her. She got out of the tent and made another run, hoping to get a lead on them. She had to get rid of them and soon.
Dammit! Why did she had the ability to end up in trouble? She found herself running in a strange forest, with some biters on her heels. Ready to take a bite from her. She was running from them for more then a day now. She was sure of that. It was afternoon when they crossed her way and she didn't got rid of them yet. Normally she would have tried to kill them, but there are just too much for her to take. When it had gotten dark she tried to take them out, but she only got to kill a few before she realized there were just too much biters following her.
Once again she looked behind her,she had a small lead. She paused for a few seconds to look at her bullet wounds. She had already cleaned up the bullet wound in her shoulder, but not her leg and it was killing her. The pain, the blood loss, but she didn't had any time to take a good look at her thigh. When she looked behind she could see the biters getting closer and closer. She tried to ignore the pain and started walking away from them.
They have gotten really close to her. ''Fucking hell.'', she mumbles beneath her breath. She looked over her shoulder to see how close they are. There might be a dozen of them. She looked down and searched for something sharp, a branch would do fine. She picked a thick branch up and turned around. She already faced the first biter and stabbed him in his head. That wasn't too hard, right? She tried to pull out the branch from his skull, but it was stuck. She look a deep breath. Once again she pulled and it came out. She turned around and suddenly two biters appeared and whom wanted to get a bite from her. She quickly took a few steps back, tripped over her own feet and fell hard down on the ground. She let out a groan in pain and looked at her wound. Great. It just started bleeding more then it already was. She tried to get up, but she didn't had any time to get up. She swings her branch she still was holding in her right hand and she had hit one of the biters. She tried to crawl away and ended up at the trunk of a tree. Maybe she could climb in the tree. Or maybe she should give up. She haven't got the strength to climb into a tree. She was too weak for now. She let out a sigh as she could see more biters approaching.
There was nothing she could do anymore. She was exhausted. She had been running for more then a day now, without any food or water. She just gave in. She just wanted to close her eyes when she noticed someone killing the biters. Maybe there was someone who could safe her or even harm her more then the biters could do. Maybe it was someone from the group who had shot her. She tried to focus herself on the person, but her vision became blurred. A tall male, probably in his 30s with dark hair. She could see him killing off all the biter and when he was done he walked over to her. When he was getting closer to her and she could to focus better on him. ''Daryl?'', she whispered confused but she wasn't sure if he could hear. No, it couldn't be him. A small grin came upon her lips when she thought about him.
The figure picked her up bridal style. ''Liz?'', that was all she could hear before passing out.
AN: Hello everyone! I know it's a short first chapter but I just wanted to keep it this way. The next chapter will be longer, I promise! This is the first time I've tried something like this and I'm glad how it turned out for now. I just hope you all enjoy it! I'd love to get some reviews. Another update will follow soon.