A/N: Ok, so...here we go...I don't know if this should be an M chapter, since it contains graphic death...I hope I did an ok job with it. I've never written a death scene before.
Thank you to Maeflower3, peonies01, and eieball326 for reviewing last chapter, and to al of you who have favorited and are following it, I thank you as well! I hope you all enjoyed Carol and Daryl's first interaction! Don't worry, there's more to come lol I apologize for the shortness of this chapter! They'll be much longer in the future.
Chapter 8: A Merciful Death
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He was beginning to wake up, the throbbing of his face jerking him out of his unconscious state. He was going to kill that mother fucker when he got his hands on his fuckin' throat. The alcohol was beginning to wear off, and he could feel a hangover setting in, causing his head to throb ever more.
He laid there, unable to move from the leafy bed he was lying on. His breathing was labored due to, he suspected, several broken ribs, and his legs could barely move.
"Fuck," he swore into the open woods, closing his eyes, hoping to pass out from the pain again. The faint stench of death invaded his senses, and his eyes widened in fear. He began to struggle to get up, as the shuffled steps could be heard in the distance. Ed tried to sit, but cried out in pain, causing the moans and shuffling to approach quicker. He began to cry as he tried to stand, but fell on broken legs back into the dirt. "Fuck!" He whimpered again, lying in the blood covered dirt as the air was filled with death and rot. "No, no, no!" He cried again, trying to scoot from the smell, but it was too late.
The silhouette of the walker could be seen first, it's shuffled movements becoming more clear with ever step it took, coming closer to a petrified Ed Pelletier.
Ed's breathing picked up as he tried to back away quicker, feeling rocks and twigs scraping the skin of his hands as he moved, but it was no use. He stared into the grey, dead eyes of the monster that swiftly approached, it's stench and moans growing ever closer as it stalked it's prey.
"Oh, fuck! OH FUCK!" Ed cried as he felt his back collide with a tree. His eyes watered as the corpse continued forward, growling and snapping it's jaw. "Please, no, no, no, NO!" But she was there in front of him, tilting her head and looking at him with wide grey eyes, before she lunged.
His bloodied face was the first place the walker attacked, sinking her deadly teeth into his flesh, and ripping it off the bone. It was all Ed could do to cry out as the monster dove in for another bite, consuming his cheek. He tried to fight it off, but her long, once manicured nails tore into his fat stomach, slicing through him with ease.
"Oh God! Fuck! Fuck," he whimpered as the world slowly began turning black, the walker ripping out his intestines to feast upon, before diving in for more. The last thing Ed Pelletier ever felt was the sharp teeth of the walker tearing open his throat.
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A/N: Okay, so this was my shortest chapter yet (Only 500 words) but I felt like Ed's death was sort of gruesome, and needed to be it's only little bit. One of the reasons why it's taken so long for me to update in the past is because I knew his death was coming,a nd I couldn't figure out if I wanted Carol to kill him, or if I wanted him to die by walker, and obviously, you know I chose walker lol Yes, I believe that it would show Carol's strength if she were ultimately the one to kill him, but I also feel like in this state of mind, she would have never done that, as she truly believes she's at fault and deserves some of the hits. So, by having him be killed by walker (which I also believe is a much more horrible, and painful death in the long run) Carol can get out of Ed's hold, and become stronger sooner :) Ok, explanation over.
Reviews on this one, cuz it's my first death scene, and I really would like to know if I did ok :/ LUB YA
