Well here is the sequel I promised everyone. I hope to hear some feedback on this(; So Please don't hesitate to leave a review.
His hand was on the handle of the python as he ran through the streets. It was barely raining so he could make out the character of the man he was chasing. He cut to the left disappearing behind the building into a alleyway. Rick did the same stopping cautiously when he came to a dead end. He pulled the gun from it's holster creeping down the alley looking for his suspect. He heard a can roll from behind him but before he could turn around he was hit over the head with something. He fell forward in a puddle of dirty water. The gun slid across the ground disappearing underneath an old dumpster. He quickly rolled over on to his back just as the piece of pipe came swinging down. He caught it with his hands ripping it from the person's hands. He tossed it to the side moving to his feet.
The hooded person pulled the hood from their head revealing their face. Rick's eyes narrowed as Connor's smile widened.
"Miss me?" Connor asked taking a step forward tilting his head.
"Not the slightest." Rick spat grabbing Connor by the collar of his hoodie. Rick slammed him against the nearest wall. Using his forearm Rick pinned him to the brick wall. Rick pulled the knife from his belt. Connor gasped as Rick's blade punctured his stomach. Rick watched as Connor's blues eyes flicker to hazel. He creased his eye brows together. He closed his eyes tightly shaking his head, trying to push her from his thoughts. He reopened his eyes. He stubbled backwards as he looked in horror at what he had done.
"No No No" he mumbled.
Nicole placed her hand on the handle of the knife slowly pulling it out. She hissed as the blade was pulled from her body. She dropped it to the ground covering her injury with her hands. She looked up sadly at Rick. A drop of blood coming out the corner of her mouth. He could see her blood coming through the cracks in her hands.
"Nicole." He said stepping reaching a hand out of her. She leaned against the wall shaking her head. He watched her slide down the wall landing on the dirty ground. He kneeled down beside her pulling her face into his hands. She placed her bloody hand on top of his."I'm so sorry. I didn't know." He whispered tears making their way into his eyes.
"I forgive you." She whispered her hand slipping from his. Her eyes starting to slowly close. He patted her face lightly.
"Hey stay awake for me. Okay? Stay awake" Rick whispered his voice breaking. She nodded her head closing her eyes completely. He listened to her heavy breathing. He pulled her into his arms standing to his feet. He walked down the alley towards the opening. He stopped when her heavy breathing stopped. It just stopped. He looked down at her watching the drop of blood roll down her chin. "No, No. Hey wake up. Please don't do this to me." he told her shaking her. Her head fell to the side. He dropped to his knees looking down at the brunette girl.
Rick's eyes snapped open. His chest beating against his ribs. He let out a sigh relief realizing it was a dream. It didn't faze him the least. Most nights he would have some kind of nightmare about the girl. She would either die in his arms or he would find her a walker. It was staring to mess with his head alittle. He ran his hand down his face. Looking around, he knew he had fallen asleep during his watch. Standing to his feet, he stretched his arms over his head looking up at the moon. Nicole's face popped into his head. He let out a sigh keeping his eyes on the sky.
"Where are you Nicole?"
The sun coming inside the window was causing Nicole to stir in her sleep. She put her arm up shielding her eyes from the sunlight. She stretched the other one out searching for the bed for another hot body. Finding the bed empty, Nicole rolled over pulling the pillow over her eyes. She could sleep for five more minutes. Her alarmed had yet to go off, she knew she wasn't late for class. Sure, Connor was in the shower or went to get some coffee. He wouldn't allow her to sleep through the day and miss her important classes. Not after arguing with him for twenty minutes the night before. She had only agreed to sleep at his apartment if he made sure she wasn't late like the three previous times.
Nicole shifted on the bed when she couldn't hear the noise of running water. Removing the pillow from her face, she opened her eyes. Quickly she sat up finding herself in an unfamiliar room. The walls were floral yellow with red flowers. There was a old wooden dresser to her left. She was in a bedroom of some sort. Not Connor's small grey and blue bedroom. Nicole placed her hand over her mouth gasping. Oh god have I been kidnapped? Nicole looked around not finding anything that made her think she had been kiddnapped. Nicole started panicking as she heard the knob on the door start to shake. She crawled out from under the blankets making distance between herself and the door.
The door opened slowly before an older woman walked inside carrying a bowl. She looked at the bed finding it empty before searching the room for Nicole. Her ocean blue eyes landing on the young girl. She was against the farthest wall fear written all over her face.
"I am not going to hurt you." The woman told her. Nicole shook her head tears building up in her eyes.
"Than why am I here?" Nicole asked fear in her voice. Nicole watched carefully as the woman sat down the bowl on a near table.
"Because my granddaughter found you nearly dead in the middle of a thunderstorm." Nicole shook her head in disbelief.
"You are lying!" Nicole demanded. "I wasn't out in a storm yesterday. It wasn't even raining yesterday!" The woman tilted her head as if examining Nicole. Nicole pushed herself against the wall further.
"What's the last thing you remember?" the woman asked. Nicole gave her a strange expression. Why would this woman want to know something like that? She asked herself. She just wanted to go home not be asked weird questions by an old lady. Nicole took a deep breath remembering everything she could from the previous day.
"I remember me and Connor having dinner, we went to see a movie, I slept over at his place, then I woke up here." Nicole exclaimed trying to remember if she had left something out. She felt like she was forgetting something. Something important.
"Honey I think you better sit down." the lady said motioning for Nicole to sit on the bed.
"Not until you tell me what the hell is going on here!" Nicole snapped causing the lady to take a step backwards. "Why am I here?"
"I already told you that. My granddaughter found you laying on the ground next to a dead man." Nicole's eyes widened at her statement. A dead man? She felt her stomach twist at the thought.
"A dead man? What happened to him? Why was-?" Nicole stopped mid sentence feeling the nausea kicking in. She covered her mouth with her hand sliding down the wall.
"You must understand the world isn't like you remember. It seems to me you have a gap or something in your memory." Nicole looked up in disbelief. She shook her head no, letting the tears run down her face.
"What are you talking about?" Nicole whimpered watching as the old woman kneeled down beside her.
"If what your telling me is true then you may have suffered something to wipe your memory from this past several months. Or you are simply blocking it out." The woman placed her hand on Nicole's knee. Nicole couldn't believe what she was hearing. Lost her memory? No way she remembered everything just fine. This woman was just crazy. Nicole pulled her knee away from the woman slowly standing up.
"No you are just some crazy old woman. I remember everything that has happened this year. I remember school, buying my apartment, my friends, and my family. Stop lying. I want to go home, right now!" Nicole demanded. "Give me your phone!"
"There hasn't been a working phone for several months. I am not lying to you child. The home you once knew is gone." Nicole shook her head back and forth as the tears poured down.
"No" Nicole refused to believe her home was gone. She looked around the room trying to find a clean exit. Just as she was about to bolt from her spot another woman walked in. This one was much younger then the first. Her body was the same shape as Nicole but a little shorter. Her auburn hair was pulled through the back of the baseball cap on her head. Her blue eyes looked directly at Nicole in confusion.
"Grams, what's going on?" she asked without taking her eyes from Nicole. Her grandmother looked back at her.
"Sawyer, honey, I need you to get the truck ready." She ordered. The girl looked from Nicole to her grandmother.
"Why?" she asked no sure of what was going on.
"We need to show her the town" the older woman explained before turning back to Nicole. "Let me prove to you I am not lying." Nicole hestiated for a moment before raising to her feet. She slowly nodded hugging herself. "Bring me her bag so she can get dressed." Nicole looked down at herself noticing she was in nothing but cotton shorts and a t-shirt. Her bag? She asked herself. She knew she could get some answers from that. Sawyer left the room before returning with a black back pack. She tossed in on the bed in front of Nicole. Very slowly Nicole approached the bed. Running her finger tips over the bag, before looking up at them questioning.
"You had it on your back when I found you." the younger girl spoke nodding towards the bag. Nicole unzipped the bag pulling clothing from it. She didn't find much only three pairs of jeans, a couple shirts, and underwear. She grabbed a pair of jeans and a long sleeved red shirt. Sawyer handed her a pair of boots.
"Those are yours as well." Sawyer explained moving to sit on the bed. Nicole looked down at the brown boots. They were worn out Harness fryes. She sighed slipping them on. "Let's go. I ain't given you your weapons back until I can trust you." Sawyer hopped from the bed walking from the room. Nicole swallowed before following her out the house.
She stopped on the front porch looking around. She was at a farmhouse. Not a road or anything in sight. The world didn't look like it went to hell from her point of view. She didn't understand what that old woman was talking about. She looked at the back of the young girl walking towards the truck.
With out wasting anymore time, Nicole jumped down the stairs running for the field. She was sure she could out run the girl. Hell she had been in track, and she was damn well about to use it. All she needed to do was find a nother house, and call the police. She came to a wooden fence. Quickly she climbed it not looking back. She landed on her feet picking up her pace.
Fear was causing her heart to pound in her chest. Her leg were getting tired as she came in to the tree line. Yet she didn't stop she pushed her legs to move a little further. She didn't even stop when she heard the girl behind her yelling at her. She looked forward narrowing her eyes when she seen movement ahead. It was a man.
"Help me!" Nicole screamed waving her hands in the air. "Please there's somebody after me!" But she stopped dead in her tracks when the man turned around to face her. She had never seen anything like it before. Maybe in movies or silly video games. But standing in front of her? Never. She looked over the man as he tilted his to look at her. A disgusting smell hit Nicole's nose causing her cover her mouth. The man had ripped clothing, and dull skin. But that's not what bothered her the most. It was the fact that his bottom jaw was completely missing. It's tongue dangling from his mouth. She took a step backwards as he took a step forward. What the hell is that thing? Is it alive? Nicole asked herself, cautiously taking a step backwards. From the corner of her eye she watched something fly by her left ear. The wind from it causing her hair to gently brush her face. The man now on his back an arrow sticking out of it's forehead.
"You've been here two days and I've already saved your ass twice." the southern voice coming from behind her. She turned back around with tears in her eyes looking up at the auburn hair girl. She was holding a bow at her side. Nicole's eyes watched her eyes she past by recieving the arrow from the man's head. It made a disgusting sound when she pulled the arrow from it's skull. "That's fucking disgusting."
"What is that thing?" Nicole asked her hand shaking as she pointed to the man. The girl turned back to her with the arrow still in her hand.
"Well if you won't have ran off like you did I would have exampled to you but you have to go crying to a damn walker for help. You, my friend, are a dumb-ass." The girl demanded wiping the arrow off on her jeans.
"I thought it was a man." Nicole told her still in shock. The girl kicked the thing's leg.
"That right there ain't a man." She sighed putting the arrow in to the sack on her back.
"Then what is it?" Nicole asked again.
"I'll example it when we get back to the house. We ain't safe out here." the girl started walking back leaving Nicole standing there. She looked over at the "thing". She hesitated before turning around and following the red head.
Nicole sat around the small table. The glass of water shaking in her hand as Miss Patty tried calming her down. Nicole didn't understand what was going on. She didn't know if she wanted to know what had happened. She stared at the warm water splashing around at the bottom of the cup.
"I'm Sawyer, by the way." Nicole turned her attention from the glass to the girl sitting beside. "And this is my Grams, Miss Patty"
"Nicole." she told Sawyer before turning back to the glass.
"So Nic, where you from?" Sawyer asked pulling her hat from her head tossing it onto the table in front of her.
"Dallas, Texas." Nicole didn't take her eyes from the water. She could feel two sets of eyes on her.
"Damn you've traveled a long way." Sawyer whispered. Nicole cocked her eyebrow looking up. Where they hell is she?
"What do you mean I've traveled a long way?" she asked.
"From Texas. You're in Georgia it's pretty far from Texas." Sawyer shrugged. Nicole started staring forward blinking a couple times to gather her thoughts. Georgia? Why am I in Georgia? She asked herself. She couldn't believe any of this.
"What happened?" Nicole whispered looking from the older woman and Sawyer.
"We aren't sure. Everyone started getting sick and turning into those things." Sawyer explained running her fingers through her hair.
"What about the police? The army? Where are they?" Nicole asked looking between the women.
"Died out a long time ago." Miss Patty told her.
Nicole couldn't believe this her whole world was gone. It was as if she was living in a terrible dream. She wanted to know what had happened to her family? Were they still alive? What about Connor was he still alive? She wanted to cry but couldn't. So she had blocked out this part of her life. She had learned all this and lived through it before. She had gone through it for over a year yet she couldn't remember one detail about it. If what Sawyer said was true that she was in Georgia, than there mustn't be anything left in Texas for her.
She sat at the table as Miss Patty and Sawyer told her everything she needed to know. The last time they heard from anyone, and the last time they had seen anyone alive. Nicole was speechless as they told her how to kill the infected, how she shouldn't get bitten or scratched or she'd die, they told her she could stay with them until she learned everything about surviving. Noise attracts them, so kill them silently as possible. Use a gun when there is to many. They told her living is just as deadly these days. Nicole didn't know if she would be able to do this. But she had done if for the past year or so even if she doesn't remember it.
"You can stay here as long as you like, honey. It's not safe out there anymore." Miss Patty gave Nicole a pat on the hand before standing from the table. "You can sleep in Sawyer's room until further notice. I'm sure you'd like a nice shower?" Miss Patty have a gentle smile motioning towards the mud on her hands. Nicole slowly nodded moving to her feet. She could really use a moment along to think about this. Miss Patty escorted to the bathroom telling her where everything was before leaving Nicole alone standing in the hallway. She walk inside the bathroom closing it behind her. Sighing, she placed her clothes on the counter caughting a sight of something. She looked up into the mirror. A woman was staring back at her with dull tired eyes. Her lovely cheek bones were slightly sunken. The long brunette hair dull and lifeless. A light scar on her cheek. Nicole had to blink acouple times to realize the dull girl was her. She reached up to her face tracing the scar with her finger. She didn't remembering having that. She found herself wondering who she was.