Avery
"That construction site, with those trucks... they always keep keys on hand." Rick said as he handed his binoculars over to Morales.
We were now on the roof, since the Walkers had managed to break through one of the glass doors it was only a matter of time before they broke through the other one and I didn't want to be down there when it happened. So, we made our way to the roof so we could try to figure another way out of this hell hole.
"We'll never make it past those walkers.." Morales said with a sigh.
Rick rose an eyebrow as he glanced at Glenn, "You got me out of that tank."
"Yeah but they were feeding, they were distracted." Glenn argued.
I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest, these people were hopeless. We obviously just need to send one maybe two people over to the construction site not the group. The distraction part... we didn't necessarily need to distract them, no, we needed to blend not distract.
"Could we distract them again?" Rick asked.
"Right! Listen to him, he's on to something. A diversion, like on Hogan's hero." Merle piped up sarcastically, his lounged state showed that he was content with where he was at the moment.
Anger flared inside of me at the sight of him, he was getting on my last nerve. "If you're not going to be helpful, shut the hell up!" I snapped at him, my temper getting the better of me. It's not one of my better qualities, but I've always been very temperamental.
"They're drawn by sound, right?" Rick asked, completely ignoring the bickering between Merle and myself.
Glenn nodded, "Right, like dogs. They hear sound they come."
"What else?"
"It's pretty simple, they see you, hear you, smell you and then catch you and eat you." My brother said as he rose an eyebrow in confusion, why was this Sheriff so clueless? Did he just wake up this morning or something? God damn.
"They can tell us by smell?" Rick questioned.
"Can't you?!" Glenn said loudly.
I groaned and ran my hands over my face, "Look Sheriff, its pretty damn easy to understand. They smell dead, we don't. They want to eat us, therefore they can distinguish our scent. We're like walking fucking KFC's for these bitches, and they don't hesitate."
Bentley elbowed me in the side telling me to shut my mouth before I messed things up with the group, but I couldn't help myself. This Sheriff was totally oblivious to everything around him, which completely blows my mind due to the fact that he has lived like this since all of this shit started months ago.
"What my sister means to say is that the difference in smell is pretty distinct." Bentley added as he glared at me.
I let out a laugh, "Yeah so the only way you're getting past those assholes is by covering yourself in their guts."
Now, I was being completely and totally sarcastic when I said that out loud... but with the look Rick was giving me I could tell he thought I was being serious. He actually thought I meant that he needed to go and cover himself in the guts of these Walker's.
"I'm kidding." I said quietly.
Rick smirked, "I'm not."
"If bad idea's were an Olympic Event, this would take the gold." Glenn said as Rick tossed him a pair of rubber gloves.
I snorted, "Olympics don't exist anymore, buddy."
I now was standing off to the side watching Rick hand out supplies to people, completely perturbed by the fact that he had taken my sarcastic comment as an actual idea and now he was attempting to use it.
This was a terrible idea, and the odds of a success rate were low. Like, really low. Bentley was following Rick around, completely agreeing with everything he was saying. That pissed me off even more, I don't know what his little man crush on Rick is about but I don't like it.
"Man take some time and think this through." Morales said quickly.
Rick chuckled, "Yeah? How much time? They already got through one door, not long now 'til they get through the other one."
I sighed, "Look, not that I don't think this is a bad idea or anything but if you are going through with it you do realize what you have to do correct?" I asked the Sheriff that seemed to have all of his eggs in one damn basket and ready to go.
He nodded, "Yes, I know."
I rolled my eyes and followed the group as they made their way to a side exit door, on the outside stood an alley with a few Walker body's that could be used as a our donor's. I had a feeling that Bentley was going to volunteer himself to go with Rick to the construction site, and I didn't like that idea at all...
Once they had drug in a body the group gathered around the corpse, gazing down at the decaying skin and blood. The sight repulsed me. Everyone was dressed in trench coats and rubber gloves, we looked ridiculous.
Rick rose the ax, ready to hack the body into pieces but he stopped himself. Dropping the ax and face mask on the floor he crouched down and pulled the man's wallet form his pocket. Oh for Christ's sake.
He's dead, he was once living, we get it.
"You're wasting time, we need to get this show on the road." I said with annoyance.
I could feel Bentley glaring at me but I ignored it, I wasn't in the mood to deal with this kind of shit. My life was hanging in the balance here and I'll be damned that my demise will be because these dipshits wanna huddle around a dead body and Kumbaya about his past life.
Rick wrapped up his reading and then put the mask back on, he then wasted no time in chopping the body up. The Walker's stomach burst open, it's intestines popping out along with red much that I assumed were more organs...or they were at some point.
Everyone was gagging and hiding their faces from the sight of Rick defiling this body that was laying on the floor. After he seemed to get the stomach to mush, he then instructed everyone on wiping the contents on himself, Glenn, and my brother.
I wasted no time and picked up a handful and smacked it onto Bentley's chest, he winced at the squishing sound which only made me laugh. This kind of stuff really doesn't bother me, I have a strong stomach which comes in handy... like now for instance.
"This is so gross." Glenn said loudly as Andrea smeared some of the goop on his chest, she then draped an intestine around his shoulders, which caused another laugh to escape me.
"Think of something else, like puppies and kittens." Rick said in a stern voice.
T-dog then mutter, "Yeah, dead puppies and kittens."
Which resulted in Glenn hurling all over the floor, I rolled my eyes and continue to smear the goop on my brother. And judging by his facial expression he was not enjoying this one bit, "Problem big bro?" I teased.
Bentley narrowed his green eyes at me, "Stop."
"Oh this kind of looks like that one meat that Uncle Kenny would eat... that luncheon loaf." I continued my teasing which resulted in Bentley quickly turning his head and letting the contents of his stomach hit the floor.
"Alright how about we stop making people get sick because it's really starting to gross me out further." Andrea said as she narrowed her eyes at me.
I smirked in satisfaction when Bentley faced me again, a devious look on his face. One thing that remained the same during this apocalypse, I never missed a opportunity to fuck with my brother.
Bentley
This was by far the worst thing I have ever done in my life. Avery better be grateful that I turned away when I vomited; I could have let loose all over her, but I'm nice and that would be mean. "Do we smell like them yet?"
Andrea's face crinkled up, "Oh yeah." She handed Glenn her gun, "Glenn, just in case."
If we get out of this, I owe Avery an apology. I never would have intervened on the rooftop if I knew it would get us into this mess. It's just in my nature to help people, did feelings die along with the rest of the world? Avery would get pissed at me if I told her I was getting attached to these people. For once, I wanted it be more than just the two of us. I love her to death, but there is only so much tolerance for her, I mean, we are family and all, I do get tired of her sometimes.
Rick snapped me out of my thought, "If we make it back, be ready."
"What about Merle Dixon?" Was that all T-Dog cared about? I wish he would just get over it.
Rick reached into his pants pocket and produced the key to Merle's handcuffs; he tossed it over to T-Dog. There was a moment of silence, so I thought it would be the perfect time to mess with Avery. "Give your big brother a hug." She ran over to where my pack was, pulled out my bat, and held it to my face. She scared the shit out of me, I seriously thought she was going to bonk me upside the head. Should I be more scared of Avery or the Walkers? "Give me that. I might need it, Goofball."
Then Andrea ruined all the fun, "Would you two knock it off? Now isn't the time."
The two of us were about to protest when Rick interrupted, "Give me the ax, we need more guts." And he continued to chopped away at the Walker.
After having Avery wrap an intestine under my shoulder; Glenn, Rick, and I proceeded to enter the alleyway. The three of us looked at one another when we noticed two Walkers in the alley. Glenn rolled his eyes in disgust and we began walking. This was serious, so my happy-cheering side stayed behind with Avery. Passing one of the Walkers, Rick and I both readied ourselves with his ax and my bat. The Walker stared at us out of curiosity I believe since it kept on walking. I couldn't believe it, was Avery's sarcastic, made up idea, actually working? It seemed so since the second Walker did the same.
When we got to the end of the alley, we had to climb under a metro bus to get out on the streets. We walked the streets slowly, making sure to blend in as one of the dead. I couldn't tell if I was scared or not. Maybe it was the adrenaline pumping through my veins that I could only focus on getting over to the truck. There were so many Walkers that I lost count. My bat gently rested at my side, but I gripped the handle tightly, ready to strike when needed. We walked for what felt like hours. Overhead, thunder boomed. If a storm was coming, I prayed it came after we returned to the department store.
The Walkers were so close to us, it wasn't even funny. I could literally reach out and touch one on the back. I heard Glenn mumble something, "It's going to work, I can't believe it." How funny is that? I had said the same thing. I'll give my props to Avery once we get back.
Rick said something through his teeth, "Don't draw attention."
I about shit myself when I saw a Walker inches from Glenn's face. I motioned Glenn to stay calm, but he must have thought I meant something else because he made a really stupid face and started moaning. Was that really necessary? But the Walker just continued to stare and eventually walked off. Then more thunder sounded overhead. It was definitely getting louder or closer. I eyed Rick and Glenn as we kept moving forward, we were all most to the construction site. I jumped when something wet hit my forehead. Oh no, I hope it's not what I think it is.
It started to downpour. My insides started to churn, I was starting to panic. We weren't that far from the fence, just a bit more and we're golden. I swallowed when a Walker looked directly at me and then a second one did. I'm pretty sure they were starting to notice our scent. Shit. My jaw clenched when Glenn said what I feared, "The smell's washing off." He was getting frantic, "Isn't it? Is it washing off?"
Rick reassured him, "No it's not." Rick was eye-to-eye with a Walker, "Well, maybe."
A Walker behind us started growling. Great, they noticed us. Rick took it out with a chop to its head. A Walker came at me, I cracked it upside the head. Another one was coming from the right and I did the same. All three of us took out Walkers as we made our way to the fence. When there was a clearing, we bolted for the gate. We threw our weapons over so we could hop the fence. Landing on the other side, we took of the trench coats and I made sure that I picked my bat up; it was my trusty weapon. I followed Glenn to the utility box while Rick shot at the
Walkers climbing over the gate. Glenn broke the lock with his crow bar and handed me the keys.
"Rick!" I tossed the keys his way. A single Walker made its way over the gate and worked its way towards us. I opened the door to the truck and made my way into the back, while Rick took the wheel and Glenn in the passenger seat. The Walker clawed at the window, all I could manage was, "Go! Go! Go!" I watched in horror as the gate collapsed, allowing the Walkers to flood in. Rick backed the truck up into a couple of orange barrels and we raced for another gate, which Rick drove right through.
"Oh God, oh God!" Glenn flipped out, "They're all over that place."
Rick delivered what the plan was, "We need to draw them away. Those roll up doors in front of the store, that area, is what I need cleared." I listened carefully to what Rick was saying. "Brace your friends, tell them to get down there and be ready."
Glenn questioned Rick, "And draw the geeks away how? I missed that part."
I smirked when I knew the answer, "Noise."
Rick stopped next to a red Charger. I broke the window of it to sound its alarm. That would definitely catch the Walker's attention. Rick used a screwdriver to start-up the engine. Glenn jumped into the driver's seat and drove off. I stayed back with Rick in the truck and we drove off to get the others. We raced through the streets with Glenn behind us. Out of Rick's side view mirror, I could see Glenn. Then he sped past us and turned down a street to the right. After we turned down a few streets, we finally reached the roll up doors. Rick backed the truck up to the doors; the two of us made our way to the back of the truck and rolled the door up. I pounded on the metallic door, praying and hoping that everyone was waiting for us.
