Shorter chapter then usual! Made a slight skip in the story, but I felt it was necessary! Enjoy! Please review! It would really be appreciated so I could continue the story with my audiences opinions in mind. I do not own any of The Walking Dead, just the OC's!
Chapter 12
"You need to let us out you son of a bitch," Tanyon screamed at Jenner and Kris as he charged them.
Blake held her brother back, hoping he wouldn't kill the man that was their only way to freedom. "Not now, Tanyon. NOT NOW," Blake said as she pushed at his broad chest.
"When Blake? When? When there's five minutes left on the clock?," Tanyon bellowed, pacing similarly to Daryl and Shane who were also struggling to hold in their tempers. Blake shook her head at the fact that all three of these hard-headed men tried to kill these Doctors: Shane shot a shot-gun, Daryl charged Kris with an ax, and Tanyon just wanted to pummel them. Fucking animals. Atleast they had the sense to not lay a finger on Daphne who stayed by Tanyon's side as they found out their fate.
Blake turned to Jenner and pleaded, "Dr., please. You have made your choice but please don't take ours away. I choose to survive, we choose to survive," she said as she displayed the group with her arm. "We want to fight and if the world takes us down so be it. But I'm not a coward Jenner. If you want to end your life it doesn't make you a coward either, but I'm not coward enough to let someone make that decision for me. My death will be my fight, not someone's choice. Please open the door, we have children and we need to fight to live another day, if not for ourselves than for them," she said as she fought back tears pointing at little Carl and Sophia who were currently crying into their mothers chests. "You can't do this," she finishes.
Kris stepped in, "Dr. Jenner, we need to let them go. This isn't our choice to make,"
"You don't know what's out there, the brutal death that you'll face leaving these walls. It'll only take less than a millisecond for it all to be over and we'll be at peace," Jenner says looking between Kris and Blake, his own eyes watering and he straightens out his lab coat. The sharp contrast of the white making it unbelievable how dark and horrific their current situation was.
"You think we don't know, Jenner? YOU THINK WE DON'T KNOW?!" Blake yelled at him. She pointed a finger at him and stepped forward, "You don't know what we've seen. We haven't been locked underground for the past few months. We've been fighting for our lives. I watched my family die! There is no peace here Jenner," she hisses as she jabbed a finger at his heart. "I know…we know what's out there Dr. But after two days in this place, I would still rather be out there," Blake finished. "Open the god damn door," she finalized.
Jenner stared down at the small woman, her green eyes filled with fire, her wild curly hair similar to the flames that would probably be leaving her skull. He swiped his ID and the door opened.
"Everyone out," Rick instructed, "If your bag is not packed leave it, if it is grab it in five seconds or less. Go!"
The group began to run out the door and Blake turned to follow when Jenner grabbed her arm, "You have made a terrible mistake Blake. None of this will end the way you want it to," he said as she stared into her eyes.
Before Blake could reply she was interrupted when Jenner's arm was jerked from her body and he flew backwards into the computer desk," Let'er go," a voice growled from beside her. Daryl. Daryl looked down at Blake and grabbed her arm, "Lets go, hood rat," he said as she yanked her to the open door.
They ran down the hallway when Blake made a pit stop in her room, grabbing her bag, Daryl gave her no time to grab her bow and belt quiver.
"My bow," Blake yelled as she tried to pull out of his grasp.
"Leave it," Daryl yelled as he dragged her to the stair case.
When they arrived with the rest of the group, there was an explosion that left both Daryl and her flat on their asses. She squeezed her eyes shut, knowing these were her final moments before the explosion took over the whole building
"Let's go," they heard Rick yell. Blake snapped her eyes open seeing that where there once was a window was now their opening to the rest of their lives. They followed his voice and jumped out. Rick was helping people climb down, Tanyon by his side.
"Run to the car sis. I'll be right behind you," Tanyon said as they pushed a long to the vehicle. Blake's heart was beating out of her chest, her lungs on fire from the fear and adrenaline she was feeling. She was jumping over abandoned weapons and walker bodies. She's never run so fast in her life. She looks behind her in awe that the building hadn't succumbed to it's fiery death yet. Before she turned back to face the RV she saw Dale and Andrea hop down from the shattered window. The older man and the blonde ran till they were able to hide behind a sand bag barrier.
"GET DOWN," she yelled through cupped hands when out of no where she was tackled to the ground and a big body covered hers as the building erupted and the piercing sound of the explosion left her in complete submission to the person on top of her.
When the heat of the explosion died down she peeked out from behind her fingers, amazed by the flames and the haunting black smoke that rose into a beautiful sky. The sky was cloudless until the ashy, black, deathly smoke rose from the CDC. The body on top of her rolled off.
"Are you ok?" the male voice asked. She was on her side and turned to face her helper. She was surprised to see Kris lying right next to her. Sweat pouring down his face and fear edging the corners of his eyes.
"Yeah….Yeah. I'm ok," she said as she stood up. She scanned the crowd for her brother and a certain blue-eyed brooder. She saw Tanyon's tall form near the truck and ran to him, encasing herself in his strong arms. Her body was shaking uncontrollably due to the fear of their near death experience.
"We're ok, little sis. We're ok. I'm here," Tanyon soothed as he rubbed his hand up and down her back, comforting her and comforting himself as well. "We'll be ok".
