Edited and Co-written by: Rexadex72
Disclaimer: There are some racial slurs in this chapter. I don't mean to offend anyone's race, nor their heritage. It's just the way that it is written. Thank you for your understanding, and without further ado...
The Walking Dead: Termination Season 1
Chapter 2: Into The City
Georgia, June 14, 2011 (Outside Atlanta)
11:09 am
Another day in the world of the geekpoclypse, Alex thought to herself. Why must I be washing everyone's clothes anyway!? I'm a killing machine, not a maid! Maybe I can talk to Glenn about going with him on his scavenging run today? It sure would beat having to wash Shane's dirty ass underwear again!
Alex got up from her sleeping bag and exited her tent, where she was met with the Georgia heat yet again.
I really wish this was California!
Alex walked through camp in her normal fashion. She would bump into Shane, she would ask Dale where Glenn was, and would head down to the lake. Easy enough, instead of going to the lake today, Alex found Glenn sitting under the RV, trying to get away from the sun.
"Morning Glenn!" Alex perked up.
"Alex, hey how'd you sleep?" Glenn asked very groggily, while rubbing his eyes.
"Let's just say sleep is hard to get these days." Alex simply replied. "Anyway, are you still heading into the city today?"
"I am, why?" Glenn asked suspicious, already knowing the answer.
"Because I really want to get out of doing laundry again. And I've been dying for some action." Alex said, crossing her arms.
"I'm better on my own. I don't like having to worry about others holding me down and getting me killed." Glenn tried to explain without sounding like a jerk.
"Cmon Glenn! I'm pretty skilled at sneaking around!" I was born after Judgment Day after all.
Glenn pondered on that for a moment. He wasn't too keen on having someone go with him. But on the other hand, he could get to know Alex more. "Fine. But you do what I say. Got it?" Glenn said with seriousness.
Before Glenn could even react, Alex engulfs him into a tight hug. "A-Alex… you're squeezing... too tight." Glenn said, trying to catch his breath.
"Oh! Sorry." She apologized and let go of Glenn. Sometimes she didn't know her own strength.
"It's fine… maybe I could use you to do the heavy lifting." Glenn said trying to display humor, but also still trying to catch his breath at the same time.
"Hey Glenn, I see you're getting beat up by Alex again." A man said, walking up to both of them.
"Nobody's beating anybody up Morales." Glenn said defensively, trying to protect his pride.
"Uhh huh. Well anyway, I just heard you two are going into the city today. May I tag along?" Morales asked hopefully.
"Why do you want to come?" Glenn asked.
"I think it's time I start pulling my weight. And I sure as hell don't want to do laundry with the ladies." Morales explained.
"Amen to that." Alex chuckled.
"Fine. You can come to." Glenn reluctantly said. "Anybody else want to volunteer to come with me while they're at it!?" Glenn then shouted out across the whole camp. Glenn immediately regretted saying anything when he saw a small group of people walk up to him.
"I'll come." A blonde woman said.
"Same here." A darker man said, wearing a baseball T-Shirt.
"Consider me in." A familiar man said, walking up to them. Alex recognized the voice and wanted to puke. It was Merle. "Little brother left on a hunting trip without me. Gotta do something to kill the time."
"Good job Glenn. You practically got the whole camp coming with us." Alex said sarcastically, elbowing him in the shoulder a bit too hard.
•••
Glenn and Alex were in the RV, and in the process of loading their travel gear for the long trek to the city. It would take hours to get there, and they couldn't risk taking a vehicle to and from Atlanta."Ready to go?" Glenn asked Alex with a smile.
"Ready as I'll ever be." Alex returned the smile and swung her travel bag around her shoulders. Both walk out of the camper to find Morales, Merle, Andrea, and T-dog waiting for them.
"Getting all smoochy in there?" Merle mockingly said, making a kissing face.
"Shut up." Everyone said in unison, Merle shut his mouth, deciding that arguing was pointless.
Everybody turned to leave, with Alex grabbing Dales toolbox, for if they needed to break a lock or something.
Shane walked up to the group who was about to leave and stood in their path. "I'm still not too lenient on letting you all go out there, so just promise me that every last one of you will be careful?" Shane glared at everyone with concern. He was practically the leader of this group and was responsible for everyone's well being.
"And bring back my toolbox!" Dale called out from the top of the RV.
"Will do!" Alex called out to Dale. "And don't worry Shane, we'll be back before you even know it." Alex reassuringly pats Shane on the shoulder.
"I'll hold you to that." Shane chuckles and moves to the side, allowing everybody to pass. With that, everyone leaves down the long trail, down to Atlanta.
•••
An hour after Alex, Glenn and the rest of the group left for their scavenging run, Shane was off somewhere chopping firewood, while Dale, Lori, Carol, and a few other survivors were sitting around a couple of lawn chairs, socializing.
"No I'm telling you, I used to be quite the cook back in my day." Dale was making conversation with everyone.
"Rick always said I made good food, but I knew he was always lying." Lori said, also trying to engage in the conversation. "He was always one to keep a straight face when it came to my food."
Everyone laughed at Lori's little story. It was rare for anybody to laugh anymore. The apocalypse had already taken so much from them so it was nice to just sit around a bit and tell stories of how the world used to be.
"You telling everyone about your godly cooking skills again?" A young blonde girl said to Dale, walking past the group with her carrying firewood.
"Oh Cmon Amy, you and Andrea know my cooking is pretty good!" Dale chuckled.
"There is only so much you can do with canned fruit and ramen noodles." Amy teased. "But yeah, I guess I'd have to adm--" Amy was about to say before Shane's CB radio went off a couple of feet from them.
"Hello? Hello? Can anybody hear my voice?" A male voice came from the CB radio.
Amy dropped the firewood she was carrying and ran to the radio, kneeled down and started speaking to it. "Hey, hello?" She said frantically, hoping the man would respond. Meanwhile Dale and everyone else comes dashing to the radio, curious to who is talking.
"Can anybody hear my voice?" The male repeats over the radio.
"Yes! I can hear you. You're coming through, over?" Amy replied, trying to get the male to respond to her.
"If anybody reads, please respond." The male said. He didn't hear any response that Amy tried to get out. "Broadcasting on emergency channel. Will be approaching Atlanta on Highway 85. If anybody reads, please respond."
"We're just outside the city." Amy attempted to reach him again. All she heard from the other end now was static. Alex was right. This thing was a piece of crap. "Dammit. Hello? Hello?" She attempted one more time, but got the same result. "He couldn't hear me, I couldn't warn him." She said worryingly. Amy knew that the man on the radio was going into the city blind. He didn't know of the dangers.
Atlanta Georgia, June 14, 2011
2:46 pm
It took almost three hours, but we finally made it. The city is more quiet than I remembered. Oh yeah. That was before the world ended, Alex thought to herself.
"It's more quieter than last time." Glenn whispered to himself.
"Okay everybody." Alex stopped and turned around to meet everyone's gaze. "We go in, we come out. No unnecessary bullshit, got it?" Everyone just nodded at the her words. All but for a certain someone. Merle.
"Why should we follow your orders anyway?" Merle challenged. "I thought scrawny here was the brains of this operation?"
"Would you actually follow his orders though?" Alex raised her eyebrow.
"Alright sugar tits, you have a point." Merle nodded. The group then continued into the city, where they started in one building, and moved to the next, avoiding the geeks that were roaming the streets.
•••
The group had been scavenging for hours. They had found some things of value in the over run city. They mostly had extra clothes, some canned goods, a couple of small pocket knives, and a 'Punisher' comic book which Alex took for herself respectively.
Alex however, had been searching for something specific within the various office buildings and stores that they had picked clean. She was looking for parts she could use to modify Shane's radio. But so far, she had no luck finding the correct parts.
I really wish there was a 'Radio World' Somewhere.
"So far we aren't getting anywhere." Morales sighed placing his bag down on the floor to take a small break. They were currently inside a department store that was close to the center of the city.
"We are doing much better than when I come here alone so that is something." Glenn countered. "Plus, the city is more quiet than usual so be happy about that."
"Hey guys, I found these in the other room!" Alex said a bit too happily, walking up to them, and handed them a pair of walkie talkies.
"Good find." Morales said, admiring the two communication devices.
"This place is shit" Merle mumbled to himself.
"How about you shut up Merle! All we need is your whining!?" Alex snapped.
"What did you say to me bitch?" Merle challenged, walking up to Alex until he was within inches from her.
"Did I stutter?" Alex sarcastically said. "I said stop your whining and be a man for once!"
In a fit of rage, Merle shoves Alex away from him, attempting to make her fall to the ground, but is unsuccessful at doing so. Alex after all was half machine.
This infuriates Merle even more as he starts to rush at Alex but is stopped when Morales and T-dog hold him back from making another move on Alex.
"Settle down Merle!" Morales ordered in a strict tone.
"Let go of me you beaner!" Merle snarled. "I need to teach this whore a lesson!"
"It's not worth it man!" T-dog tried reasoning, but also not succeeding.
"Horse?" Alex whispered to herself, turning towards the glass door.
"What the hell did you call me!?" Merle shouted, barely hearing Alex.
"Shut up!" Alex shushed everyone in the room. "I hear a horse."
"There are no horses in the city. Are there?" Glenn asked confused.
Everybody stays silent, hearing the slight trotting of a horse outside as it slowly fades away. "That definitely sounds like a horse." Alex opinionatedly stated.
"What the hell is a horse doing in the city?" Andrea spoke up in utter confusion.
"Let's check the rooftop." Glenn mentions and starts making his way to the stairwell with everyone following closely behind.
•••
The door swings open, with Glenn, Morales, Alex, Andrea, T-Dog, and Merle exiting onto the rooftop. Everybody ran across the rooftop, to the other side, where they have a good view of a man on a horse, scurrying away from a large horde of walkers.
"Shit! He just rang the dinner bell!" Andrea said in shock.
They all watch as the man on the horse got cornered by the walkers, and was forced to the ground. "Poor bastard. He didn't even know what he was getting himself into." Morales sighed. Another person has fallen to the dead, he thought.
"Wait! Look!" Glenn pointed at the large crowd of walkers. Everybody just watches as the man manages to crawl under a military tank. "The guy is more smarter than we thought."
They then hear gunshots coming from under the tank, as they watch almost every walker start crawling under after the man.
"Or he is a bigger dumbass than we expected!" Alex pointed out.
"Shit! We're trapped!" Andrea started pacing back and forth. "That guy down there just signed our death warrants!"
"Calm down Andrea!" Morales tried reasoning. "We'll find away out of here."
"How? There is no way out of here! We are not getting out of this Morales!" Andrea argued. She believed that they were dead.
"I think he's dead. There are too many walkers under the tank for him to be alive still." Glenn said sadly.
"Actually I don't think he is!" Alex perked up and grabbed one of the radios from her bag. "Military tanks like that one have an access hatch on the underside. He probably got in through there." Alex explained.
"Do you think he has a radio on him?" Morales asked.
"I doubt it. But the military has its own broadcasting channel that if we are lucky enough, we can reach him through the CB radio inside the tank." Alex started fiddling with the dial on the radio, trying to find the right frequency.
"And why would we save the dumbass that trapped us here?" Merle asked.
"Because we are not gonna leave anybody behind." Alex simply said.
"I agree with Alex. If it was any of us down there, we would want to be saved." Glenn agreed.
"So how exactly are we gonna save him?" Morales asked.
Glenn and Alex peek over the ledge of the building and see that the walker frenzy had lost interest in the tank and went down to join the horse feast. "Now is our only chance." Glenn said, and started to walk towards the stairwell.
"Glenn wait!" Alex grabbed him by the wrist. "It's too dangerous. I'll go."
"No you're not. I'm faster and I know the city very well. I'm going." Glenn said with no room for arguments. "Get that paintball armour that we found and meet me in the alleyway below us in eight minutes."
"Fine. Take this then" Alex hands Glenn her extra CB radio and motions T-Dog, and Morales to follow her.
•••
Glenn had left about three minutes ago to go and save that guy on the horse. It was stupid but brave. Now Alex, Morales, T-dog, and Andrea were near the exit into the Alleyway that Glenn told them to meet him at.
"You sure we'll be alright in this armour?" T-dog asked Alex as she finished fastening the straps behind him.
"You have any better ideas?" Alex asked.
"Nope" T-dog settles for saying.
"Good." Alex said with with a smile. Alex's attention turns to the small walkie talkie that she had when a familiar voice was heard on it.
"I'm back! Got a guest, plus four geeks in the alley." Glenn said over the radio.
"Alright boys, it's now or never." Alex said and got ready to open the door.
"I prefer never." T-dog muttered but got his baseball bat ready anyway.
"Ok, on three I open the door. One… Two… THREE!" Alex shouted and quickly opened the door, with both Morales and T-dog rushing out to take down the lone walkers. Once outside, Alex had a clear view of Glenn, and the unknown man who was wearing a sheriff's outfit, running down the opposite stairwell to them. "Cmon!" She motioned with her hand, trying to make them hurry up.
Once everyone rushes back inside, Andrea didn't waste anytime and grabbed the man by the short collar and aimed her weapon at him. "You son of bitch! We ought to kill you!"
"Just chill out Andrea! Back off!" Morales ordered.
"Cmon, ease up Andrea." Alex also tried to calm her down.
"Ease up? You're kidding me right?" Andrea said hysterically. "We're dead because of this stupid asshole!"
"Andrea! I said back the hell off!" Morales shouted, hoping she would take the hint and lower her weapon. Morales looks at the gun she had aimed at the man and felt a little more comfort at seeing that the safety was on. "Or pull the trigger?"
"We're dead… all of us...because of you." Andrea said emotionally, as she lowered her gun and backed away.
"I don't understand?" The unknown man said, looking around in confusion.
Morales grabs the man by the arm and begins to lead him from the alleyway exit, and into the department store. "Look, we came into the city to scavenge supplies." Morales explained, and roughly shoved the man down the hallway. "You know what the key to scavenging is? Surviving! You know the key to surviving? Sneaking in and out, tiptoeing. Not shooting up the streets like it's the O.K. Corral!"
"Every geek for miles around heard you popping off rounds!" T-dog said bitterly. Everybody enters the store part, where they show the man the large amount of walkers at the glass doors.
"You just rang their dinner bell." Andrea replied meekly, and watched as the first set of glass door began to break due to the large horde.
"Get the picture now?" Morales asked, but is ignored by the man.
"Since when did they just pick up stuff and use it as a weapon?" Alex spoke up, pointing at two of the walkers bashing the glass doors open with a brick.
"They don't." Morales also said in complete surprise. "Must be one messed up day for us."
"What the hell were you doing out there anyway?" Andrea asked the man.
"Trying to flag the helicopter." The man simply said. He looked around to see that these people were looking at him like he was crazy.
"Helicopter? Man, that's crap." T-dog said. "There ain't no damn helicopter."
"It could be an hallucination? It sometimes happens." Alex insisted. As much as she wants to believe it too, there was no helicopter coming to save them.
"I saw it!" The man persisted.
"Hey T-dog, try and see if Alex's radio can contact the others." Morales asked T-dog nicely. He then proceeded to fiddle with the side dial, trying to find the right channel.
"Others? The refugee center?" The man asked hopeful.
"That place was over-run months ago." Alex said, bringing the man's hopes down. "Sorry, but there is no refugee center."
The man seemed to be sad by this revelation. Maybe he had family there? Poor guy.
"Got no signal down here." T-dog spoke up, unable to get the channel. "Maybe the roof?" Suddenly, a gunshot was heard. Then a short moment later, another one.
"Shit! Was that Merle!?" Alex said with panic and started running towards the stairwell.
"Cmon, let's go!" Morales ushered the man to follow which he did so.
•••
Everyone rushed up to the rooftop yet again, to see what was the cause of that commotion and saw Merle Dixon perched up on the ledge of the building, firing his sniper rifle at the walkers below.
"Hey Dixon, are you crazy!?" Alex shouted out to the man, which he replies by chuckling like he was a nutjob and fires off another round.
And people said I was the crazy one.
"Huh? Hey! You ought to be more polite to a man with a gun! Huh? Merle said, jumping off the ledge and onto the rooftop. "Only common sense." He said laughing again.
"You wastin bullets we don't even got man!" T-dog spoke up in a pissed off tone. "And you're bringing even more of them down on our ass! Man just chill!"
"Hey! Bad enough I've got this taco bender on my ass all day. Now I'm gonna have to take orders from you? Merle challenged T-dog.
"This isn't gonna be good." Alex whispered to herself, with the unknown man next to her, hearing what she said.
"What isn't gonna be goo--" he said before Merle spoke up again, interrupting him.
"I don't think so, bro. That'll be the day." Merle said, getting up in T-dog's face.
"That'll be the day? You got something you want to tell me?" T-dog took offence to Merle accusation.
"Hey, T-dog, just leave it." Morales says, trying to stop the impending fight.
"No!" T-dog persisted to push Merle's buttons more.
"Alright, it ain't worth it!" Morales kept trying. "Now Merle, just relax, okay? We've got enough trouble."
"You want to know the day?" Merle ignored Morales.
"Yeah!" T-dog insisted, getting into Merle's face again.
"I'll tell you the day mister 'Yo.' It's the day I take orders from a nig--" Merle said before a fist met his face and knocked him to the ground.
With Merle's vision all blurred all he saw was a figure drag him to the nearest pipe and put him up into sitting position. "Hey officer? May I borrow those handcuffs?" Alex asked the man politely.
The man nods and takes the handcuffs from his belt, and tosses them to Alex. She then proceeds to grab his right wrist and cuffs him to a pipe next to them.
"You bitch! When I get out of here, I'm gonna kill you!" Merle snarled at Alex, trying to slip out of the handcuffs.
"Then let's get one thing straight Merle." Alex said with a soft yet scary tone. "I don't like racial slurs. Especially from a stupid shit kicker like you. Do we got that?"
Merle just responded with headbutting Alex in the nose which did more damage to him than her, but still made her stumble back with her nose bleeding.
"Hey!" The man said, kneeling down next to him and grabbing him by the collar. "We don't hit woman!"
"Who the hell are you!?" Merle shouted in confusion.
"Officer Friendly. Look here Merle. Things are different now." The man explained. "There is no hitting woman because they roughed you up. There is no taco benders or niggers anymore. No dumb as shit, inbred white trash fool's either. There is only dark meat and white meat. There is us and the dead. We survive by pulling together, not apart!"
Merle just smirks and looks away from the man. "Screw you man."
The man sighs. "I can see you make a habit of missing the point."
"Yeah?" Merle muttered. "Well screw you twice."
The man had enough of Merle's attitude, and pointed his revolver at Merle's head. "You ought to be more polite to a man with a gun. Only common sense."
Everybody watched in shock and even found some respect for the man sticking up for T-dog and Alex. "You wouldn't. You're a cop." Merle replied with a chuckle.
The man saw that maybe he did go to far with threatening Merle and lowers his weapon. "All I am anymore, is a man looking for his wife and son. And anybody who gets in the way of that is gonna lose." The man whispered to Merle in the soft scary voice that Alex had done just moments ago. "I'll give you a moment to think about that."
The man got up from near Merle and looked around where he saw Alex who was sitting across from Merle, trying to stop her nose from bleeding, with Andrea and Glenn aiding.
The man kneels down in front of Alex and moves her hand from her nose. "It ain't broken that's for sure. You're more tough than I thought."
"Thanks." Alex said sheepishly, and got up from the ground. "What's your name Officer Friendly?"
"Rick Grimes." The man introduced himself. "What's yours?"
"Alex." She also introduced. "I don't suppose you have a plan on getting out of here do you?"
"I didn't think that far." Rick said sadly. "I'm sorry for getting you all in this mess."
"You're not Atlanta PD. Where you from?" Morales asked Rick.
"From up the road aways." Rick simply replied.
"Well Rick Grimes, from up the road aways. Welcome to the big city." Morales said sarcastically and stood up, as they stare off into the large horde down below them.
Oklahoma, June 14, 2011 (Unknown Location)
1:12 pm
After California, it was easier to get around using the seemingly empty back roads of the countryside. It was more time consuming sure. But it was safer than taking the highway.
John, Cameron, James Ellison, and Savannah Weaver were all piled in Derek's dodge ram pickup truck. At least it had back seats so they wouldn't have to squeeze into the main cab. It was mostly quiet in the truck. Savannah and Ellison were asleep while Cameron was too focused on driving. John on the other hand, was in the process of cleaning Cameron's Glock 17 handgun.
It surprised John that she even let him touch the weapon, let alone take it apart to clean the inside. Good thing i'm cleaning this, John thought. She probably hasn't cleaned this since before the world ended.
"Cam?" John softly said, to avoid waking Ellison and Savannah.
"Yes John?" She said, curious to what he was gonna ask.
"When we get to the CDC, what do you expect to find there?" John asked.
"It would be logical to assume that there are scientists still trying to look for a cure." Cameron replied simply.
"And if not?" John asked.
"I don't know. If there is no cure for this virus. Humanity will most likely be facing extinction." Cameron said sadly.
What was up with Cameron lately? She hasn't been the same since this whole outbreak started. Since mom died. Usually she would be more logical and more cold like she normally is. So why does she act like she's more human?
"Hey Cameron? You've been acting different lately. Are you okay?" John asked concerned.
"Yes. I'm functioning at 96 percent. Why do you ask?" Cameron said with confusion.
"You have been acting different lately. You've been acting more... human." John said.
"You know that's impossible." Cameron said in her monotone voice, meeting John's gaze and quickly focusing back on the road.
"Is it? The way you have been perceiving things lately is something that you have never done before! Your different Cam." John persisted. He knows that she is more different than any other machine. She was no longer just a terminator.
Cameron didn't say anything. She was processing what John had just said. Is he right? Am I more than a machine? It seems illogical that I am to be considered human. I am capable of learning, but is that considered becoming human?
John gazed down at Cameron's left hand and saw that her left hand was twitching, and almost crushing the steering wheel. The only time he remembered her doing that was when she was jealous of Riley. Was she jealous? Or was she trying to accept that she is changing?
"Cameron? Are you alright?" John asked very worryingly, motioning at her hand with his head.
Cameron looked down and realized that her left hand was indeed twitching rapidly. "I think I might be damaged again." She lied.
"Please tell me the truth Cameron." John insisted, and put his hand on Cameron's arm reassuringly.
"I think that you might be correct. About me being different." She reluctantly said.
"Like how?" John asked with his curiosity skyrocketing.
"The way I perceive situations are entirely different now than how I used to." Cameron answered. "A few days before we left the safe house, I was outside patrolling. There was a man that tried to knock me unconscious so he could either rape me, eat me, or just rob me."
"And?" John said, very interested in the conversation.
"He didn't know what I was. I killed him." Cameron simply replied.
John just mentally kicked himself. I guess deep down, she will always be a killer.
"However, I hesitated." Cameron then said. Maybe I was wrong, John thought. "The man begged me not to kill him. He was truly afraid that he was going to die."
"But you did it anyway." John said a bit to harshly.
"He was a threat to me and you. I couldn't let him live. I had to override my commands to terminate him." Cameron explained to John, hoping that he wouldn't see her as a stupid machine again. For some reason now, she didn't like being called just a machine that had no free thought. It reminded her of how John used to treat her when he was with Riley.
"I guess that really means that you are changing." John smiled. They rode the rest of the way in silence, with Cameron playing back their conversation in a loop. John was more patient with me now. He used to always scold me for being confused. Now, he takes the time to teach me to understand.
Atlanta Georgia, June 14, 2011
1:34 pm
So far we are still screwed. We can't reach camp, we can't find an escape route! What are we gonna do?
"You all ready?" Rick asked everybody. They just reluctantly nod. Everybody was all currently in the back storage area, of the department store.
Rick had the idea that in order to escape, we had to smell like the dead. I lived in the ruins of Judgement Day and I can vouch that even this was more gruesome than living in the tunnels underground. And we had to deal with rapists, cannibals and machines. It couldn't get worse. Could it?
Rick swings the fire axe, that he acquired from an emergency box on the wall, and takes off the dead walker's arm. Everybody flinched from the sudden smell of rotting human flesh.
Correction. It does get way worse. I'm so glad that I didn't volunteer for this.
"Here Morales." Rick said, handing the face shield and fire axe to the man. "Nobody get this on your skin or your eyes." Rick said. It made sense that if you did so, it could be infectious.
Everybody complied and grabbed handfuls of the walker guts, and started coating both Rick and Glenn in the horrid smelling flesh.
"This is really bad!" Glenn said in a panicked tone.
"We have no choice. Those glass doors won't hold forever." Rick said.
"Do we smell like them?" Glenn asked.
"Oh yeah." Alex replied, trying not to vomit.
"We need more." Rick said, snatching the axe from Morales and started cutting up the walker corpse even more. Everybody probably lost their appetite for today.
After being coated in the walker flesh, Rick and Glenn exit through the alleyway exit and continue down, until they reach the street.
"God I hope this works." Glenn whispered to himself.
"Don't draw any attention." Rick command in a hushed tone, trying to not have any of the walkers find out that they are human.
•••
Meanwhile, Everybody else was back on the rooftop, with Morales looking through a pair of binoculars, trying to find Rick and Glenn. "There!" He pointed out for everyone to see. "They are almost there."
"I actually can't believe that this is working." Andrea said in complete surprise. Geeks really are dumb.
Suddenly, everyone hears rumbling in the sky. They all look up to see a couple of stray raindrops had fallen onto them, and started getting more rapid. "Oh shit!" Alex said.
"It's just a cloud burst! It'll pass!" Morales tried to reassure everyone. He then looks back through the binoculars to see the walker horde slowly start surrounding them.
•••
"The smell is washing off, isn't it?" Glenn said worryingly, trying to remain calm.
"No, it isn't!" Rick said, trying to reassure his companion. He slowly looks at his surroundings only to see that the walkers are now closer. "Well… maybe."
A walker came rushing at Rick, having smelt that he was in fact human and closes in for the attack. Rick takes notice of this fairly quickly and swings his fire axe right into the walker's head. "RUN!" He shouts to Glenn.
Glenn didn't need to be told twice and starts running by Rick's side, taking down walker's left and right, that were in their way. They continue their advance down the street, to the construction yard, with the entire horde chasing them.
Once in front of them was clear, both Rick and Glenn break into a full on sprint, and leaving the walkers in the dust until they reached the fence. Rick and Glenn throw both of their weapons over and start to climb it. Once they were over, Glenn and Rick shed their bloody trench coats and start running down the construction yard where Rick turns to shoot his handgun at the walkers that were climbing the fence.
Glenn noticed this but he didn't pay too much attention and focused on opening the key box to retrieve a set of truck keys. "Rick!" Glenn shouts and tosses him the keys which he catches.
Rick runs further down the construction yard where they find an equipment loading van and quickly get inside it, with Glenn following closely behind and hopping in the passenger seat, and a walker scratching at the window just as Glenn had closed it. "Go!" He shouted.
Rick puts the truck into gear and speeds down the construction yard until they exit through the opposite side and continue down the highway.
"God oh god! There all over that place!" Glenn said trying not to panic again.
"We need to draw them away." Rick explained. "Those roll up doors at the front of the store, that area, I need cleared. Do you still have that extra radio?" Rick asked.
"Yeah, I do. Why?" Glenn asked in confusion.
"Radio your friends. Tell them to get down there and get ready." Rick ordered Glenn. Earlier Alex had asked Rick if he had a plan and he sure was putting one into play.
"How the hell do I draw them away? I missed that part?" Glenn raised his eyebrow in confusion.
"Noise." Rick simply replied.
•••
"I can't believe they left us!" Alex shouted in frustration. And I thought Glenn liked me! Guess no Cowboy's gonna be coming to save the damsel in distress.
"Wait what!? The officer left us!?" Merle said in complete shock. "He had the handcuff keys!"
Alex reached into her pocket and pulled out a pair of small silver keys. "You mean these?"
Merle's face instantly turned into a frown. It was like giving a child a loaded gun.
Suddenly, Alex's extra CB radio goes off in her hand. "Those roll-up doors in front of the store, facing the street. Meet us there and be ready!" Glenn said over the radio.
"Copy." Alex said and nodded to Morales, Andrea, and T-dog. The three grab all their gear and rush to the stairwell, with Alex being last.
"Alex!" Merle shouted. "Cmon, you can't just leave me here!"
Alex stopped dead in her tracks. "I can't?" Alex tilted her head to the right. A habit she most likely picked up from Cameron.
"You said it yourself! You can't leave anybody behind!" Merle pleaded. "Cmon Alex, it's not human!"
Alex looked down at the small keys in her hand, and pondered on what she should do. It would be inhumane to leave him here. Then on the other hand, he is reckless and would probably get people killed. Nah, screw it. I hate him anyway. I'll just leave him the toolbox or something.
Alex chucked the keys off of the roof, with Merle watching the events unfold. "YOU BITCH!" Merle snarled.
"Don't be such a big crybaby!" Alex said as she kicked over Dales tool bag. "I'm leaving you the hacksaw!" Alex rolled her eyes and shut the roof access door, with it bending shut due to the sheer amount of force that she had used. At least I'm not leaving him completely screwed. Guess I'm gonna have to come up with some lie to tell them that I had dropped the key or something. One thing is for sure though. I'm gonna have to come back for Dales tool bag.
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Author's Note: This chapter really was an alternate take on what happened on the show, but with a bit of a twist, considering we have Alex there with the Atlanta group.
Next chapter, we are gonna be focusing on the consequences that Alex will face when they get back to camp. She did after all just kill Merle because she didn't like him.
And also, just to clear something up that may confuse you. This isn't Alex's character. She usually isn't so cold hearted when it comes to decisions like sacrificing Merle, just so they could escape. I guess the best I could say is, that Alex made a last second decision.
Here's a brief summary of Alex's character, so you know who exactly who she is. Her full name is Alexandra Mathews. She was born September 26, 2011, after Judgment Day. She had been taken care of by her older brother, Martin Mathews, who was around sixteen at the time of the bombs dropping, and was raised by him until 2031 when Alex was captured by Skynet. During that time, Alex was put into 'Project Angel' Where she was turned into a T-H (Terminator Human-Hybrid) To infiltrate the Connor Camp and assassinate John Connor.
After a failed attempt at the hands of her brother, Alex was captured by the Resistance where they eventually removed the neural network that was linking Alex's brain to Skynet control. Later, Alex and Martin were chosen by John Connor to go to the past and help stop Judgement Day from ever happening. They did, but we're too late when John had time jumped into the future to save Cameron. But due to a glitch in the TDE, Alex and Martin eventually find John in the tunnels two years later and help him become the leader who he was supposed to be.
Both Alex and Martin live through Judgement Day yet again. But when John sends Martin on a recon mission with Allison Young, he along with Allison were captured and killed by Skynet. Six months later, Alex along with the cyborg Cameron, are sent back to 1999 to stop John from being assassinated by the T-888 known as Cromartie. (Note: Alex is around 43 to 44 years old in the story and still looks like she is still in her early twenties due to her being half machine.)
The next chapter will also be focusing on John, Cameron, James Ellison, and Savannah Weaver as they travel cross country to meet our beloved characters. This chapter didn't have much Jameron development, but we'll get there eventually.
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