So I was asked if I'll be following the story line from the show, or going off on my own... and well I guess you can say I'll be doing both :P
In the end it will be like the show so I can always move on to the next series, but I try to change it up a bit for Victoria. Please keep in mind that my Victoria Grimes series is about her journey and what could have happened if Rick and Lori had another child. I'm not interested in changing things too much, because the show is already awesome- if it wasn't you wouldn't be reading this :P
So yes I'm following the show, but Vickie adds a little something to the lot of my stories and therefor changes a few things :):)
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MPOV
I looked into the cell, a walker rested against the wall already dead. I was just about to move on when the slightest movement stopped me. It was a flicker, only a small movement, but I noticed it. With my knife ready I took a step forward. The step allowed some light to come into the room, the corner not so dark anymore.
I dropped my knife, my heart stopping at the sight in front of me.
"Oh, my God."
It would have been hard to recognize if I hadn't been thinking about that face for the last seven months. But there, crouched into a ball in the corner was Victoria Grimes.
RPOV
I didn't look in the cell, I checked Maggie first, making sure she was okay. But Glenn looked in, and when he dropped his own knife I couldn't help but look.
"Holy, crap." T-Dog excliamed.
She was a mess, mud, blood and dirt covering her. Her hair was a tangle, no longer taken care of. She crouched and shook in the corner, obviously scared. But I could still see her.
My knife dropped to the ground as I fell to my knees. "Vickie?"
DPOV
When the others moved to Maggie, I moved on. The cell block needed to be cleared and she was getting taken care of.
"Holy crap." I heard T-Dog as I checked one of the rooms up stairs. It was enough to get my attention as I moved back to the railing, looking down at them.
But when Rick fell to his knees, his weapon dropped, my attention increased. It wasn't until he spoke when I rushed over to them.
"Vickie?"
That word, one I hadn't heard out loud in so long. It was like fuel to fire, pushing me to the door of the cell. And sure enough there she was. She was frail and small, barely nothing on her bones. She was dirty and bloody, she looked like a walker. But I knew she wasn't, the way she looked up at us with fear as she shivered in the corner, her hair a nest of knots and random bits of twigs and things.
"Go get the others." I heard someone say, though I couldn't move. All I could do was stare at the person I still loved so much.
MPOV
"Go get the others." I told Glenn, seeing as Rick and Daryl were now no good to us. With Glenn gone I turned to T-Dog. "We have to clear this cell block before they get here."
He nodded and we moved, going from cell to cell. Up stairs there were two walkers behind closed gates, snarling and groaning. They had obviously heard the commotion downstairs. With a couple quick stabs, both of them went down, the cell block clear.
LPOV
We all stood behind the fence, waiting for the others to come out. I paced, worrying, wondering if they'll ever come out.
"Glenn!" Carol called.
I turned to see Glenn running towards us, his face full of mixed emotions. "You have to come. Quick."
"What is it?" Hershel asked as he opened the gate.
Glenn just looked at him and then looked at me. "You have to come see." he said rushing off.
We followed, all of us trying to keep up. We walked into the prison and made our way to the cell block.
"Maggie!" Glenn called as we all walked in.
She came rushing down the stairs and stood near me. I couldn't help but look over at Rick and Daryl. Rick was on the ground looking into one of the cells as Daryl stood there both of them frozen.
"Daddy you need to help her." Maggie told her dad as she led me towards the cell.
"What on Earth are you talking about?" Hershel asked his duaghter.
"This." Maggie gestured into the cell.
I felt my legs give in as I started to fall to the ground, arms grabbed me before I fell. I couldn't believe it. It was my baby girl.
VPOV
I tried to hide in the corner as all the faces looked at me. They looked so familar, but I couldn't trust my eyes. One of them had called me Vickie, the man on the ground. But I had no idea what that meant.
"Is that?"
"Yeah, it is."
"Is she okay?"
"How the hell?"
"She's alive?"
"How'd she get in?"
All of them spoke so fast, so many words. My head spun as I whimpered in pain, not used to so mush noise... well unless it was groaning and moaning from the walkers.
"Vickie?" the man on the floor moved closer.
I flinched before climbing on to the top bunk, hoping height would keep them away.
"Rick..." it was a woman who spoke, her belly big.
I looked at each face, my eyes moving frantically as I tried to keep an eye on each so I knew when one moved. But it was hard. There was just so many of them.
"Vickie?" it was a small voice, so quiet and sweet. The face was just as small and sweet, a little boy with dark brown hair under a big black hat. He took a step forward, moving so he stood in front of the crowd. He looked up at me, his eyes full of tears. "It's me... it's Carl."
Carl... Carl... Carl... I know that name...
I shuffled over a little before jumping off the bunk, landing on all fours by my corner. I scurried on to the lower bed, slowly and carefully moving towards the boy. I leaned closer to him, holding on to the post of the bed as I reached forward. I flinched at first, scared to touch him, before my thumb ran along his cheek, brushing away his tear. "Car-el" I mumbled, trying to speak. "Car-el."
He nodded, smiling as more tears fell.
I stepped off the bed, crawling close so I could crouch in front of him. "C-Carl." I looked up at him.
"That's it." his eyes lit up. "Carl."
I smiled, bopping up and down excitedly. "Carl." I wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him to me.
His arms came around me as he knelt down. He held me tight, but it flet nice. It all felt nice.
"Carl." I sighed happily.
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