The Governor walked through the brush of the forest, he walked carefully, not to waken the sleeping child over his shoulder, the Governor knew it was awkward now, especially when the boy wakes up.
Carl stood still watching Rick come through the tough forest brush,"DAD!", Carl was over excited to see his dad find him,"dad I thought you left-",Carl watched as Rick moved around Carl, like he wasn't even there.
Carl turned to see Rick walking over to a walker dressed in his clothes,"no, NO DAD THATS NOT ME!", Carl yelled, but Rick didn't hear Carls yelling.
"I thought Lori told you to be strong", Rick started talking to his walker son,"I thought you said you'd be there for Judith"
"no dad! I'm here, I'm alive!", Carl tried to tell Rick, but his word didn't even effect him.
"I gave you my hat, so you'd think it will keep you safe, but now look, your dead"
tears started to run down Carl's face,"dad please stop! I'm here!"
Rick turned to the real Carl,"no, YOUR DEAD!", Rick pulled his gun and aimed at Carl, his eyes widened but it was to late...
BLAM!
The Governor finally found what he was looking for, an unlocked car with actual fuel still inside, he opened the back door of the old station wagon and set Carl laying on the back seat, he then removed his knife the biter corpse in the drivers seat and chucked the body out.
The keys lay on the floor next to the seat, he picked them up, started the car and set off towards the prison.
BLAM!
the gunshot echoed everywhere, but Carl wasn't the one who fell, he saw Rick fall to the ground clutching his chest.
A heavy hand fell on Carls shoulder, he looked up to see the Governor say,"come Carl, its time to go", with that both the Governor and Carl walked away, Carl didn't know why he followed the Governor, but he knew he didn't want to go back there, not to Rick, not to the prison.
The boy kept moving, he moves a lot in his sleep, but that was just a distraction for the Governor.
He had to return the boy, he couldn't hurt or kill the boy, no matter how much he wanted to, he just couldn't. Every time he looked at the boy he saw his daughter, every time he slept he was killing his own people again and again, he had child soldiers for hell sakes.
he slammed his fists against the wheel, he was angry, angry at himself maybe, but just so angry, he slammed on the brakes as he rounded a corner. Around the corner was biters, but this was a whole heard of maybe even a thousand biters heading towards the prison,"SHIT!", the Governor yelled as they looked at the car behind them.
one by one they all saw the vehicle and turned around to catch it,"SHIT!", the governor yelled again backing the car up, more biters where advancing from the forest, the Governor made a u-turn and sped up the road, opposite from the prison.
Carl walked next to the Governor, they had been walking for what seemed like hours, but Carl wasn't tired."where are we going", he asked.
"we're huntin'"
"hunting what?"
"Them", Carl looked to what he was looking at, just ahead of them was the prison, the Woodbury people where gardening while Daryl and Michone was on watch. Carl could hear his pulse, but it was a strange powerful one.
"no, your not gonna hurt my friends", Carl looked up to see the Governor half smile at him.
"who said we're huntin' your friends", he pointed towards the Woodbury people,"they're our prey", he gave Carl a pistol and took his out,"KILL EM ALL", he raised his weapon.
BANG!
BANG!
Carl jumped up as a Gunshot rang through the air, he was in a car, and the Governor was driving it with his gun in his one hand,"what's going on!", Carl had no idea what was going on, he was sleeping peacefully when a gunshot woke him.
"just hang on tight",he said over his shoulder, Carl could see walker bodies going either over, under or their hands hitting the widows of the car, there where so many walkers where ever they where.
Eventually they wernt hitting walker anymore, they must have drove through a small herd of walkers,"what was that?", Carl asked again
"A huge group of biters where on their was to the prison, I accidentally got their attention, and now probably a thousand biters are on our tail", prison?, where they actually on their way to the prison, Carl couldn't make sense of it.
Carl remained quiet, how did we even get in this car, I remember me crying then...oh. Carl knew this would be an awkward day.
Sorry for the short and quick chapter, I'll do better on my next one.
and the part about Carls pulse, he was hearing an actual walking dead soundtrack called, The Pulse, check it out and get an idea of what was going on.