Chapter 1

"MERLE!" Daryl shouted.

As soon as T-dog cut the chains Daryl ran through the door followed by Rick, Glenn and T-dog. They didn't find Merle….well…..not all of him. The handcuffs were still on the pipe and lying not too fare away was Merle Dixon's hand.

"NO! NO!" Daryl shouted.

He turned and his locked on T-dog. He raised his crossbow and ran forward. Rick pointed his gun at Daryl's head.

"I won't hesitate. I don't care if every walker in the city hears it." Rick said.

Daryl lowered his cross bow and walked over to Merle's hand. He looked at T-dog.

"Ye got a dew rag?" He asked.

T-dog tossed him a bandanna and Daryl wrapped Merle's hand in it. He walked over to Glenn and unzipped his bag. Glenn stood there with a disgusted look on his face. Daryl then walked back over to the pipe.

"There's a blood tail here."

He started to walk over but Rick stopped him.

"We have to get the guns." Rick said.

"Then ye go alone!" Rick hesitated. Even though Daryl was rude he was still a human being. He sighed and nodded.

"Alright we'll help you check a little more." He said.

Daryl nodded and they all climbed down the ladder and through the window. Daryl took out another walker and they continued.

"Had enough strength to take out these sons a bitches. Told ye. That guy could crap nails." Daryl said.

"Any man could pass out from blood loss, no matter how tough he is." Rick said.

They continued on until the came to the kitchen. The oven was on. Rick walked over and looked at a piece of metal lying close by.

"What's that stuff?" T-dog asked.

"Skin. He cauterized his own wound."

Glenn raised his eyebrows in amazement.

"Told ye! No one can kill Merle but Merle." Daryl said.

They heard fighting in the next room and ran in with their weapons up. A woman stood there. She had long black hair with dark red streaks. She had a quiver of arrows on her back along with a longbow. On her side was a sword and also a hunting knife. She had one silver pistol on her other side. There were 5 walkers lying around her. Rick lowered his gun.

"What's your name?" He asked.

Her dark blue eyes darted back and forth between them. They stopped in Daryl and examined him.

"Prue…My name is Prue." She said.