Darkest between life and unlife
HP/Walking Dead
Writer: Darksider82
Beta: Wingedseerwolf
"Chatting"
"Thoughts"
XX: This means war
Harry embedded his knives into two more walkers and ducked casually as a gouging spell from Neville sent six more down in a bloody mist. Harry smirked turned around and booted one in the direction of Rick "RICK! ONE INCOMING!"
Rick spun and his knife lobotomised the walker. "HARRY!" Harry spun as Rick pulled his Python and with scarily precise accuracy put six Walkers down that were converging on Harry.
Harry smirked pulled out a Glock and tossed it to Rick as the Python came flying back, it was well known that Harry was one of the quickest loaders under attack. Harry flicked the chamber open, the casings dispersed and he pulled out a speed loader, the casing began to fall, the speed loader entered the Python and snapped shot as the first case was three millimetres from the floor.
"Seems to be more than usual." Hermione said as she knocked several back with the Knock-back hex. Then salvation arrived, four arrows came whistling out of the trees dropping four Walkers as Daryl and Merle broke the tree line.
Daryl rushed forwards his arrows depleted and pulled his knife and buried it in a Walker's skull. Merle swung his bayonet arm claiming three more, Harry dodged back from Merle's berserker swings into the arms of a Walker. The head descended when it evaporated into a bloody mist.
Dale, Glenn and Hershel and Tyreese had set up just outside the prison taking great care in not to injure anyone involved in the brutal melee. Harry tripped over and landed on his back his arm shot up and made contact with the bayonet gauntlet. "I got you kid. I owe you for showing me that Daryl was alive…Nice handiwork pun not intended got any magic tricks to thin these guys out?" Rasped Merle, Harry nodded and after dispatching three walkers got Merle running for the prison.
"EVERYONE GET CLEAR! THIS IS GOING UP!" The ground beneath their feet began to turn to liquid, feet were getting sucked into the ground. With great effort and with sickening squelches the walkers began to sink as the sorcerer's began to battle their way back. Hermione transfigured the sinking ground into oil which rapidly began to solidify due to Neville's solidifying charm. Nathaniel made his over to them flicking matched "Need a light?"
Soon enough the thirty odd walkers began moaning but they were immobile as the flames began to roar and roast them.
"You know he ain't gonna stop unless you give him the one who gouged out his eye."
Rick smirked "We haven't decided…Look I'm sorry I left you on the roof."
"No you ain't. You've changed Officer Friendly…You should have kill the governor whilst you had the chance…He won't settle for peace."
Rick snorted and he left. "Rick, I don't care about your past with Merle neither does Harry. But I'm telling you from what Harry told me you're making a serious mistake." Rick looked over to see Neville standing by the door waiting for Rick to leave.
"You don't know that. This is something I've gotta do on my own." Rick passed Neville, Rick lunged out catching the teen by surprise clipping him in the temple and successfully knocking him out.
Neville stirred to find Merle packing a duffel bag of guns, Michonne's katana on his back, said wielder of the blade bound up and a slightly blue Glenn. "Whaz going on?"
"Rick's gone to meet with the Governor." Merle said grabbing some of the guns and headed out pulling Michonne with him. Michonne didn't struggle, Harry knew what was going on and he would be following at a distance providing Merle didn't hijack a car.
Rick had now reached the meeting spot, the Governor hadn't shown up yet. But he had a feeling he was being watched, hiding behind a building looking at Rick through the sights of a sniper rifle a Woodbury militiaman "He's here…Can't see the woman."
The Governor nodded and got out of the vehicle "Send word back to the convoy. We negotiate and proceed from there." Everyone knew that the negotiations were not going to happen and at that moment Merle set off the car alarm.
The walkers began to swarm over them. Michonne demonstrated exceptional skill in dispatching several Walkers despite being tethered to a post with her hands tied. Merle scrambled over to her bayonet arm slashing and katana slicing. "Here, I have something I need to do." He handed her the sword back jumped in the car and drove off.
"Michonne? You alright?" Harry asked pulling his invisibility cloak off his head as he deftly slashed down the three remaining walkers.
Michonne nodded and hugged Harry briefly as he sliced her bindings "What exactly happened?"
"Merle tripped the alarm. I suggested he helped us out if not for all of us but for Daryl. He gave me my sword back said 'He had something to do' jumped in the car and drove off." Explained Michonne as Harry cleaned up her wounds, with a bottle of water and wet handkerchiefs he had stolen from a woman's house.
"We're going on a gun hunting spree…Merle may not have taken many firearms but he took a crap tonne of ammo…I hope the man knows what he's doing."
Rick and the Governor were sitting behind a table surrounded by the Governor's men. "Rick, unless you hand over Michonne then we can't have peace."
"You know that isn't going to happen."
As the debates continued Merle crept upon the meeting pointed, he watched as Walkers that had been following his car stumble moaning and groaning towards the security.
Merle looked through the sites of his rifle and he fired two shots, two of the Governor's militia hit the ground and Merle was moving. He was behind another, a swift bayonet through the throat and the man was down. Right now reanimation didn't matter evening the odds Rick could take the Governor was all that mattered.
Merle smirked as he dropped the eighth guard the Governor knew it would be Merle. Merle saw Rick running out of the clearing and moved stealithly towards the meeting hall.
He was suddenly tackled to the ground by to of his former colleagues. Merle groaned as the boots descended upon him, he thrashed around like a man possessed. "LEAVE HIM TO ME!" Roared the Governor pulling Merle to his feet.
Merle may have been fast but he was older and his reflexes weren't the same. The Governor was at least a decade younger and much faster. The younger man evaded the wild thrusting and slicing of the bayonet prosthetic but in the process took a few of Merle's punches one of which took out the man's tooth. Eventually the Governor won slamming Merle into the floor "I ain't gonna beg. I ain't begging you."
The governor smirked and pulled out the Beretta "No." And with a bang it was all over.
Daryl rushed after his brother and had missed Harry and Michonne's return with a sack of guns and ammunition. The fence had been repaired and propped up along with freshly created defences that had been created ready for any sort of invasion. The defences ranged from abandoned cars and pulled up tarmac and granite walls.
The prison was wrought with tension, supplies had been gathered, bags packed. Hershel, Dale, Sophia and Carl were in the woods with enough provisions to last them three days and half a tank of gas.
Sophia had obeyed her mother to hide in the woods, Carl had to be stunned three times twice by Harry and once by Hermione and had been supplied a sleeping draught, the four of them had silencer's two of which were make shift.
Back at the prison, Harry heard them faint at first but growing louder by the second as Daryl roared towards the compound on his motorbike tears rolling down his face. "GLENN! GET THE GATES!" Harry roared, Rick had made his way back a few hours previously.
"Where's Merle?" Harry asked nervously.
"Dead. Turned into a walker, he didn't tell me what he was going to do." Daryl retorted fighting back the tears.
Harry groaned and grabbed Daryl by the shoulder "Come with me."
The pair found themselves in a secluded corridor when Harry pulled out a black stone from his pocket "This thing is attached to me. When in use it provides me with some sort of guise to allow walkers to pass around me. Downside well I feel the last emotion of the poor sod I call to...If you want I'll Merle back for you."
Daryl nodded, Harry grunted and kept his eyes open and he concentrated his eyes changed from emerald green to pitch black and Daryl stared as Merle shimmered into existance "I did it because you deserve a second chance little brother. I may not have shown it but I loved you more than anything, I went to try and kill the Governor so you didn't have to. I failed and for that I'm sorry...Kid thanks for doing this now let me go."
Harry grunted and he fell against the wall grabbing his knife "We have work to be done." Daryl nodded and the two headed outside, Katie saw them and looked at Harry's bedraggled form and got out the way. It seemed Harry had used the Ressurection Stone and was chanelling Merle at the moment.
Harry grabbed his rifle and three glocks and took cover as the sound of a .50 calibre machine gun thundered through the air.