ML54: Boy did I have to make some difficult choices. My first character deaths.
Lee: You say 'difficult choices'. What you mean is that you pulled their names out of a hat!
ML54: I don't know why you're complaining. You're not dying.
Kenny: He's still sore because he dies in episode 5.
ML54: SHH! SPOILER!
Ben: I guess I'll do it. ML54 doesn't own either Walking Dead's, but does own his OC's.
Big Crowd
"I think we found our train!" Dale announced, pointing to the said locomotive coming up. Lilly, in the passenger seat, smiled to herself slightly.
"Well, looks like your guy was telling the truth." She replied. She decided to get to know the people in the RV a bit more to try and get a trust going between their groups. So far everything was going okay.
Soon the RV had stopped and Daryl, on the motorcycle, pulled up next to the train. Two people in the first carriage looked over to them. The girl in a purple, football jersey and black leggings, blonde hair and small scar above her eyebrow sighed.
"Trust Denise to bring back a whole platoon of strangers, huh Doc." She said, shaking her head. Doc, the man in a white lab coat stained by old blood but surprisingly clean jeans and shirt with short brunette hair and a pair of glasses rolled his eyes.
"C'mon. I'm sure they are okay. Maybe someone I can test my stamina booster on?"
"Doc for the last time! That's a can of Red Bull you found in a super market!" Doc took out a vile of said liquid, eyes wide in shock.
"What?! Someone stole my idea?!" Charlotte, the girl, had to take in deep breaths to keep herself calm. She didn't want to attract walkers.
"No. Red Bull didn't even invent them. I don't know who did. Just...Let's greet our new guests, okay?" Doc grunted, throwing the vile away. "Hey! We still could've used it!"
"Stop arguing you two." Denise interupted, approaching with everyone else in tow. "We got to introduce ourselves to our new friends. RALLY THAT MEANS YOU TOO!"
"Yeah, yeah I hear you!" Rally replied, walking round the side of the carriage. Rally wore a blue jumpsuit that mechanics usually used and had a beard and grey hair. "Names Rally. Mechanic."
"I'm Doc, I guess you could say I'm in charge of the medical problems." Doc said when the group turned to him.
"I'm Charlotte." The girl followed, shrugging her shoulders. "I just stand around and look pretty."
"And you all already know who I am." Denise replied, walking forward with a pipe in front to find objects in his path.
"Well, I could help you with that train if it needs working on." Kenny offered, approaching Rally. "I know a bit about mechanics."
"I can help too." Dale pitched in, going to get a tool kit from the RV. "The sooner this thing's finished, the better."
"Well that'd be awfully helpful. Thanks a bunch." Rally replied, climbing a small ladder up to the main train. "Just need to get the engine patched up and it should be good to go by tomorrow."
"That's good. I want to get to this safe haven as soon as possible." Charlotte added. Rick stepped up.
"Then the rest of us should set up camp for tonight. We've got food and weapons if you need them. And a lot of other supplies too. Doc, Carl and Sophia found some medical equipment you can sort out." Doc nodded.
"Excellent."
"We need to get out only what we're gonna need tonight though." Shane suggested. "And put the rest on the train. That way we're ready as soon as we wake up."
"Good call. I'll help you unload that stuff." Lee agreed, getting a good vibe from the group as a whole. They went from a group of eight to a group of twenty three in just about an hour. They always said there was safety in numbers.
"Yeah, I'll help too." Ben responded.
"The rest of us will set up camp and do our own thing until dinner then." Lori replied. Receiving no bad responses, the group got to work.
"Hi..." Clementine said, approaching Carl and Sophia with Duck beside her. It was Duck's idea to try and make friends with the other two children in the group, but she was nervous.
"Hello." Carl smiled to the pair. "I'm Carl and this my friend Sophia." Sophia smiled as well, trying to put the nervous girl at ease, to no success. Duck, however, sensed this and answered for the both of them.
"It's good to meet you. I'm Duck, and this is my friend Clementine." He introduced, putting a hand on her shoulder. Clementine suddenly remembered that her friend was here with her and started to relax a bit. It was much easier to talk to new people if there was someone you already knew there.
"Cool. Do you want to play? We've got Connect Four and Snakes and Ladders." Carl suggested, looking at the two games. "We have more, but the grown-ups felt we'll only need the two for tonight."
"Sure, sounds like fun, right Clem?" Duck smiled to Clementine who had now relaxed a lot more and smiled back at him.
"Right." As Carl and Sophia got Snakes and Ladders set up, Clementine whispered "Thanks Duck" into his ear. Duck grinned. Sometimes being a bit eccentric was a good thing.
"Alright!" Rally cheered, looking at all the green lights and running engines. "All we gotta do now is remove the turned over carriage and we're ready to go!"
"That's a relief." Kenny replied, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "I thought this would take a lot longer."
"Guys..." Dale, worriedly tried to get their attention. The other two in question turned to him. "...this thing's very loud so woul..."
"WAKERS!" The three turned downwards to the group and saw, on the horizon, a horde of the undead limping towards them. "WE HAVE TO LEAVE NOW!" Dale got a hold of a pin remover (Sort of like a wrench), and jumped off the carriage.
"Get everyone in! I'm going to see if I can disconnect the cars!" Kenny rushed to the side of the carriage to help people on. Rally was going to join, when Rick came up and stopped him.
"Me and Kenny can handle this, get this train going now!" Rally, reluctantly, went to the drivers carriage.
Meanwhile, Daryl, Shane, Carly, Ben and Lilly all got a weapon and started shooting at the crowd. "Holy shit! There's a lot here!" Carly exclaimed, shooting an elderly walker in the head. "Where'd they all come from?!"
Ben turned and pale when he recognised one of the walkers as wearing the same uniform as him. He had black hair though. "Travis..."
"What?!" Shane asked, shooting that same walker in the head.
"Those are the ones from around the Motor Inn! They followed us all the way here!" The others kept shooting, but still held surprised looks.
"Persistent bastards!" Daryl added, shooting a Wall Mart worker walker dead. "Must have made some friends on the way!"
Dale was pulling on the pin that connected the two cars together with everything he had, but just didn't seem to have the strength to do so. "C'mon you son of a bitch!"
Just as he thought it was hopeless, help arrived in the form of a young, blonde women. Andrea gripped the pin with him and together, they pulled the pin loose and very soon was yanked free. "C'mon Dale, let's go!"
"Right!" Dale turned to leave...
...right into the jaws of a walker.
"NO!" Andrea screamed as the walker sunk it's teeth into Dale's neck. Dale cried out in pain as blood started to overflow from the wound. Andrea was about to go and help, but didn't notice a second come behind her until the army dressed walker bit into her bicep.
She pulled her gun and shot them both dead, cursing herself for not doing so before, she slumped down next to Dale. Dale turned his head to her, him barely holding on. Just then T-Dog came round with his AK-47 ad was horrified at the sight.
"Just go!" Andrea told him, gripping Dale's hand with hers. "It's too late for us. The cars are free. Go!" T-Dog, with regret in his eyes, tuned and left. Dale gripped back, gazing at Andrea through half open eyes.
"I'm sorry..." He let out, weakly. Andrea turned to him weakly. The infection started early with her, but infection spreads quicker if you aren't eating properly. "I should have let you...stay...at..." Andrea held her arm up.
"No, I'm sorry...You were looking out...for me. You've been..." Andrea let a few tears fall. "You've been like a father to me...I should have...been more grateful..." she sobbed and looked into the magazine of her weapon. The weapon that was given to her by her real father.
"I...have two bullets...I'm not letting either of us turn..." Dale nodded to her, closing his eyes in anticipation.
"I'll...I'll miss you, Andrea..." Andrea cried out, but tried not to prolong it any longer. More walkers were coming for them.
"I'll miss you too, Dale..." She then pulled the trigger. A through and through bullet that burst right out of the back of Dale's head, and covered the back of the train car in his blood.
With that done, more walkers were attracted in Andrea's direction, from the gunshot, her crying and the smell of fresh meat. She then put her gun to the bottom of her chin. "God forgive me..." She whispered as she pulled the trigger.
Just as Daryl got on, the train started to move. "Hey! Rally, our guys are still down there!" Lee cried, seeing Ben and Carly still holding them off.
Ben turned to Carly, seeing the train moving. "Carly, hand me you're gun! I'll hold them off!" She turned to Ben in surprise.
"Are you nuts! I'm not lea..." Ben swiped her weapon away and pushed her towards the train.
"Yes you are!" Carly, without a weapon, turned to him. "I don't deserve to be safe...I disobeyed all your trust...Just go!" Ben then turned and shot anything that got too close. Carly was confused, but saw the train moving and had little choice in the matter.
She ran. She had turned back after a few steps and saw that Ben had run out of ammo in both weapons and had picked up a big stick to try and smack them dead.
"Carly! Grab my hand!" Carly looked up and saw Lee outstretch his arm to her. Carly glanced back one more time...
...just in time to see Ben on the ground, his stomach being ripped open.
Ben wailed to the sky in agony as the heard of Walkers ripped into his flesh. But adrenaline spurred him onto his last resort plan to keep these creatures off his friend's back. He reached into his jacket pocket with his arms being ignored by the walkers, going for his intestines instead.
You see, Ben thought this was his punishment. He thought that the bandits would leave their group alone if he just gave them some supplies. So he stole them from the inventory and handed them over.
He had begun to feel awful about it, however, and tried to break his connections with the bandits. But was for nought when the bandits threatened him with his friend's heads.
He got a grenade from out of his pocket and lifted it over his head to pull the pin out.
Carly had grabbed Lee's hand and, together with Shane, pulled her into the car. "BOOM MOTHER FUCKERS!" They turned to Ben's final outburst. Then, about five seconds later, an explosion rang out across the car as many of the walker's limbs went flying around the area they were going to set up camp.
They were surprised, however, when flames had erupted out of the gas and flowed to the vehicles. Apparently, while they weren't looking, Ben had taken a fuel can and covered the area with gas.
Soon the area they were to make camp was a tower of flames and smoke, burning walkers limping a few more steps in the blaze before the heat got too much for their reanimated brain stems to handle and they fell. Those who hadn't been consumed in fire dispersed back into the forests, and those chasing the train had soon given up, it being too fast for them.
Rick turned and did a head count. He knew Rally was in the front and Ben was, most certainly, dead. He counted the four children first: Carl, Sophia, Duck and Clementine. Then he counted the others: Lori, Shane, T-Dog, Glenn, Carol, Daryl, Lee, Kenny, Katjaa, Lilly, Carly, Charlotte, Doc and Denise.
"Where's Dale and Andrea?" He asked the group, thinking someone had to know. T-Dog sighed and answered.
"They got bit, so Andrea shot herself and Dale so they wouldn't turn." Carl and Sophia gasped. They liked Dale and Andrea. Dale was like their grandad and Andrea was like a sister. How could they have died. "But if it wasn't for them, then this train would still be stuck. We'd most certainly be dead."
"Yeah..." Lilly agreed. "...and Ben died saving Carly and taking almost one hundred of them with him. All three of them are heroes."
"Right." Rick agreed, getting the groups attention. "Once we get a chance, we'll set up a memorial for them. They deserve it."
Carly decided to keep quiet about Ben's last words and was formulating something to say when they, inevitably, asked what they were. She wanted him remembered a hero, not a suspicious culprit of some crime she didn't know about.
The four kids were with their parents right now. Carl was with Lori as Rick made his way over. Duck went to Kenny and Katjaa, Sophia with Carol and Clementine with her father figure rather than actual father, Lee.
"How many of the supplies did we get?" Shane asked, breaking any silence that was to follow. Daryl walked over to the left side of the carriage that they left the supplies and sighed in relief.
"Looks like we got most of it. I think it's just the fuel from the truck that we left."
"That'd explain the boom." Doc nodded, seeing the sky start to blacken around their very temporary camp. "But I don't know how much fuel this thing has."
"Not enough..." Rally sighed, coming out of the driver's cabin. "We'll only get to the outskirts of the city, not the safe haven. And according to Merle, there's a fuck load of them out there." Daryl shot up in shock, as did most of Rick's group.
"Wha' did you jus' say?!" He demanded to know. Rally scratched the back of his head in confusion.
"There's a fuck load of them out there?"
"No, BEFORE that." T-Dog clarified.
"According to Merle?" Rally asked in even more confusion. Daryl's shocked look didn't falter.
"MERLE'S ALIVE?!" He exclaimed. Just then a voice came over the walkie talkie on Rally's belt.
"Daryl? Tha' you, ya loud mouth?" They all heard the man that Rick, Daryl, Glen and T-Bone went back to Atlanta for. "HA HA! Wha' I tell you pussies back there?! Dixon blood baby!"
ML54: I hope you guys don't hate my choice in character deaths. I just picked them randomly out of a hat, I swear!
Lilly: Forget it. Just review him.
Merle: I don' min'! I'm back Bitches! So don' ya flame or ya gonna get it!
ML54: I would also like to apologise for, once again, getting T-Dog's name wrong. I really shouldn't be doing it at this stage. Sorry.
