Sorry it is a little shorter than the other chapters. Thanks for reading! :)
Chapter 9
It was a little after noon when Shane walked out of Daryl's room so he went to go and get some food. He couldn't believe that it had only been two days since he had come across the half-dead kid in the forest. Two days since he had sped home with the thoughts of food completely out of his mind. He had gotten plenty of it but it hadn't been his main concern after finding Daryl. Shane headed outside with a bottle of water and saw Glenn running up to him. "Shane! There's a pack of walkers coming!" Shane glanced towards the field and saw a group of about twenty walkers coming. "Glenn get T-Dog and get weapons. I'll get the people in the house and tell them to be careful," he said. "Shane what about Daryl?" Glenn asked. "What about him?" asked a voice from behind them. Shane spun around and saw Daryl standing on the steps to the house. "I'm going to fight Shane," the kid said. Shane nodded and turned to Glenn, "Now you know. Daryl go with Glenn." Daryl nodded and walked over to Shane's truck to pick up his crossbow. Shane ran into the house and told Hershel, Andrea, and Lori to come with him. They were the best at killing walkers in Shane's eyes apart from the men he had already sent out. He grabbed his own rifle and headed out into the field where Glenn, T-Dog, and Daryl were already set up.
Shane fired off a shot immediately and nailed a walker in the head. He heard Glenn's gun fire and another walker went down. Daryl steadily moved forward until he was within twenty yards of the walkers and then shot an arrow through one's skull. As he advanced, he unsheathed a knife and brought it down on another and then flicked the knife out of his hand into a third walker. Shane smiled as he shot another walker, he knew the kid would be good. Shane nodded to Glenn and T-Dog and they advanced in to shoot any remaining walkers. There were five left when they got there. Shane took a step towards one of the walkers but heard a growling noise behind him. He spun and kicked out but he found an arrow poking through the front of a walker's skull. He turned away from it quickly to kill the one that he had been about to kill to find it also impaled with an arrow. "Make up your mind already. They aren't going to let you choose," Daryl said as he stepped forward, yanked the arrow out of the walker's head and put it back on his crossbow. "That's disgusting," Shane said and Daryl grinned. "It's called recycling," the younger kid laughed.
They walked back to the house after Daryl searched the walkers for his knife. Shane looked over at the kid walking next to him, "You feeling better then?" Daryl shrugged, "Not really, but its fine. I wanted to kill some things and I was useless just lying in bed up there." Shane sighed, "Hey look, you're not useless, you're hurt. There's a big difference. I don't want you to mess up that great stitching job Hershel gave you and I really don't want to go through that whole process again." Daryl looked away, "Yea. Sorry." Shane shook his head, "I'm glad you helped out. Just take it easy unless you're fighting walkers." Daryl nodded, "Ok."
