((Hey guys! This is starting at the second episode of season one... Instead of having Andrea and Jacqui go on the raid, I'm having Jacqui and Jordyn. Andrea will still be back at camp. And guys, Jordyn has yet to meet Daryl. She's just heard from him from Merle because he's been out hunting for a week or two.))

Jordyn's P.O.V.

"Slip in and out of the city, that's the plan." Glenn nodded at our little raid group. "Come on." He motioned us forward. I followed closely behind my baby brother as he slipped through a gate and into the city. Over the course of the next 20 minutes the rest of the group jogged behind Glenn and I, following us.
"This alleyway."I motioned for everyone to turn. I allowed everyone to pass me, including the pig known as Merle Dixon. Taking the back, I made sure I had all of my weapons just in case. 'Samurai swords check. Knife holster on my wrist. Check.' I patted my thigh holster to make sure my throwing knifes and extra 3 mags for my Glock 19, and my Glock were there. Each mag held 15 rounds so total I had about 54 clips. I also had three power bars and a bag of beef jerky in the front zipper of it. My Glock 19 was in the thigh holster.
I was packed with weapons and ready to kill any little walker bitches that decided to head my way. Finally, we made it into a store with thick glass doors in front. I closed the door behind me that had lead into an alleyway blocked by a bus.
"We're good now." I interrupted the silence.
"Jordyn and I will go watch out on the roof." Glenn said, picking up a bag and heading towards the staircase.
"Be careful." Jacqui put her arm on my shoulder.
"I will, don't worry." My smile was weak, that much I knew.
"Okay everyone, start picking up stuff we'll need like food and clothes." Morales motioned for everyone to start searching. I opened the door to the stairwell and took it two steps at a time, trying to catch up to Glenn who was way ahead of me. Reaching the top of the stairs, I paused to catch my breath. Pushing open the door, I see Glenn on the edge of the roof with binoculars looking out into the streets.
"What do you see bro?" I asked walking across the roof. My short legs were hurting from jogging so much, but I kept this to myself. "A few walkers here and there on the streets near us. Not a lot to worry about.
There's a herd on 24th though that we need to keep our eyes on."
"It's a herd, no shit we need to watch out." Glenn was used to my sarcasm, unlike the rest of the group. He laughed softly. I grinned, grabbing the binoculars away from Glenn.
"Hey!" Glenn protested but I pulled back before he could take them away from me.
"It's my turn to look!" Looking up and down the street, I noticed something that looked somewhat like a horse. Horses aren't in the city so why is it here? "Glenn! Is that a horse down there?" I handed him the binoculars and pointed down one of the streets. It was getting pretty close now. Glenn gasped.
"It is a horse and there's someone riding it!"
"What dumbass would come riding into a death trap on a horse!?" I snatched back the binoculars.
"Holy hell... You're right!" I could see the man and horse clearly now. Within a few seconds, Glenn and I watched in horror as the guy got attached by the herd of walkers. The horse was overrun in seconds. I could just imagine the horse been torn apart. Every walker trying to grab a bite, tearing it, ripping it, blood pooling on the street, and the last final sigh of death escaping its lips. That's how most ended.
We had lost the guy when the horse tipped. Two long minutes later, we watched as he opened the top of the tank and looked around. He quickly shut the door though when a few walkers tried to get at him.
"There's a radio in the tank, see if you can't talk to him through the walkie-talkie." Having him turn around, I unzipped his bag and grabbed the walkie-talkie. After zipping his bag back up, I handed it to him.
"Hey dumbass, yes you the one in the tank." Glenn spoke into it. I stifled a laugh. Yep, Glenn gets his sarcasm from me.
"Whoever you are, I don't mind telling you I'm a little concerned in here." The guy answered back. My guess was right, he is a man.
"You're surrounded by walkers." Glenn answered back. "I'd make a run for it if I was you while the walkers are distracted by your horse."
"I dropped a bag of guns. Can I grab it?" Holding the binoculars, I shook my head. "Not worth it." I mouth. Glenn nods.
"It's not an option!" He insists regretfully. "I'll be right back." Glenn mouths towards me and heads down the stairs to the alley.
"Run to the right of the tank, they'll be an alleyway about 50 feet away. Use your rounds carefully." Glenn pauses for a few seconds. "Hurry, you're wasting your time!" Glenn snaps before leaving me behind. I headed towards the stairs and started walking back into the building. Reaching the main floor, I could hear several gun shots.
'I swear to god Glenn if you're not okay, I'm going to kick your ass.' I silently half prayed in my head. Glenn had told Morales and T-dog to be prepared for when he radioed them to get out the door and beat the shit out of the walkers. Both men were dressed up in riot gear. T-dog's walkie-talkie made a static beeping noise.
"We need some help out here." Glenn's voice rings out from the thing in T-dog's hand. I grabbed the walkie-talkie right before him and Morale shoot out of the door and beat the walkers. Within seconds, my brother enters the door with a man in a cop uniform behind him. I was pissed. He put all of us in danger and alerted every walker in miles to where we were. He was reckless and stupid for doing so.

Now we're all going to die.