"Clementine will be fine, don't worry. But if I were you Dallas, I'd be choosing my next words very carefully." Dallas stared down at the walkie talkie and pressed the button on the side, finally answering the man.
"What do you want from me? What did I do to you? Whatever it is you want, I can do it for you, or get it for you. Please, just let her go," Dallas begged, not want to lose her after all this time.
"I want you and your people to never be able to hurt anyone ever again. This isn't a kidnapping, its revenge, its justice," the voice told him.
"What are you trying to say?" Dallas asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
"This is a rescue," the voice replied. Before Dallas could even think about responding, Kenny ripped the walkie talkie out of his hands and pressed the button on the side, ready to talk.
"Now you listen here you son of a bitch. You are going to give that little girl back to us, or so help me I will beat the livin' hell out of you!" Kenny shouted into it, growing angry. When the voice didn't respond, Kenny handed it back with a sigh, shaking his head apologetically. Dallas took it back and stared down at it once more, closing his eyes in prayer.
"Please Clem, be safe," he whispered, before hooking the walkie talkie onto his belt.
"Now what?" Ben asked, receiving silence as his reply. Before anyone knew what was going on, the groans of walkers could be heard closer than before, coming from the sewers. Everyone turned around to see walkers piling out of the exit, stumbling towards the door one by one, hungry for human flesh. Chuck quickly ran over to slam the door as everyone else ran over to cover the door, their weapons raised.
"Go find us a way out of here, we'll cover the door," Molly shouted over to Dallas, Hilda in hand. Nodding his head, Dallas began to look around, wondering how they could escape this place. His eyes landed on the doors of a nearby elevator, his eyes lighting up. He quickly ran up the nearby ramp to reach the elevator, hoping to god that he would be able to open the door. Unfortunately, he was strong enough to open it up, only managing to open it a crack before he had to let go. Wondering how he was going to get this open, he went back down the ramp and moved over to the nearby counter, rummaging through the empty cabinets to find something to help. Upon opening the second cabinet, he found something inside, but wasn't quite sure what it was, thinking it looked like a car jack or something as he picked it up.
"That's a rib spreader if you were wondering son. Should do wonders on that elevator I can see you're trying to open," Chuck called over, his shovel in his hands. Getting the idea, he ran back up the ramp with the rib spreader right up to the elevator, sticking the it in between either side. Once it was placed inside, he began to crank the handle, slowly opening the elevator, until the gap was wide enough for people to fit through.
"Come on guys, it's open! Let's get out of here!" Dallas shouted down, waiting by the door for his friends to come up. One by one each of them crouched under the rib spreader to escape, easily making it to the other side without any hassle. Just as Dallas was making his way through as the last person, he heard the door nearby fall off its hinges, allowing the walkers outside to start flooding into the room.
"Let's get moving before those things reach us," Kenny said, running over to the nearby ladder to start climbing it, the rest of the group not far behind him. The group slowly made their way up the ladder, taking it slow and steady so as to not miss any of the rungs as they moved up.
"Careful everyone, one wrong step and you'll be fallin' to your death," Kenny called down, gesturing to the ground. Everyone looked down to see that the walkers had started to pile into the elevator shaft, their arms reaching up to the group. Trying to ignore the groaning below him, Dallas continued up the ladder with the rest of the group, making slowly progress as they went. They soon passed by an open elevator door, looking inside to find a shit load of walkers roaming around, not taking any notice of them. Deciding it would be best to keep moving, they kept going up the ladder, Kenny finally reaching the top first, climbing through to get out. Soon, everyone had made it out onto the roof, moving over to stand with Kenny as he looked out onto the city.
"Well shit," Chuck said, as everyone nodded their heads at his statement. Looking down at the street, all they could see was walker after walker, flooding the streets to bursting point.
"Now how are we going to get back to the house?" Ben asked, looking down at the walkers below.
"There has to be some way we could divert their attention, but I don't know how we can do that from up here," Kenny pointed out, scratching his chin in thought.
"We could try and find a way around them, there's bound to be other streets nearby," Dallas suggested, looking around at the other streets.
"Wouldn't work, we have to get past them before we figure out how to get back to the house," Chuck told him, crossing his arms in frustration.
"We could always use my method," Molly said, walking over to the other side of the roof. Everyone followed her gaze and saw a bell tower nearby, only a rooftop away.
"Yeah, but how do we get over there?" Dallas asked, noticing that the belltower was a little higher than the roof.
"If we could find a ladder, one of us could probably climb across, ring the bell and come back. Then we can escape down the fire escape over there," Molly answered, pointing over to the far side of the roof.
"Well then, I guess we better find a ladder." Everyone moved off to their own parts of the hospital to stand by and wait for Dallas to find a ladder, looking down at the chaos below them. Deciding he should check to see how everything was, Dallas walked over to Molly first, since she was standing closest to where he was.
"Hey Molly, how you handling things?" he asked, once he had reached her.
"Better than you would expect I guess. I still can't believe I broke my one rule thought," she told him, shaking her head.
"And that is?" he asked, wondering what rule she could possibly need.
"Avoid groups. They only lead to disaster. But, I guess I'm here now, so I'm in for the long haul, all the way," she answered with a smile.
"Awesome. I better talk to everyone else quickly, then I can go find that ladder," he said, nodding his head to her as he walked away. Next, we walked over to Kenny, who was leaning against the wall of the hospital, looking quite down on himself.
"Hey Dallas. Fun day we're having isn't it?" Kenny asked when he noticed Dallas approaching.
"It sure is," Dallas agreed, wondering what was on Kenny's mind. "Are you okay? You just seem a little out of it at the moment."
"I thought that we lost you back there, that you died. Clem was heartbroken, Ben lost all emotion and Lee was beside himself with grief," Kenny replied, avoiding his gaze.
"And you?" Dallas asked, giving him a hard look, which he finally met.
"You're my family son. I may have lost my real family, my blood, but you're still alive. You're like the level headed son that I always dreamed of having," Kenny told him, a few stray tears falling from his eyes.
"Well you won't lose me again, I promise," Dallas reassured him, placing his hand on his shoulder.
"I know, I know. I won't let anything happen to you, even if it's the last thing I ever do," Kenny said, pulling Dallas into a tight hug. When he finally let go, Dallas walked away to go talk to Chuck, who was sitting on the edge of the roof, looking up at the sky.
"How you doing over here?" Dallas asked, sitting beside the older man.
"As well as expected, considering the situation were in," Chuck admitted, moving his gaze down to Dallas.
"On the plus side, things could be worse," Dallas pointed out, trying to be optimistic.
"Lee has been bitten, your girl has been kidnapped and those things are flooding the streets. And you still think things could get worse?" Chuck questioned, giving Dallas a sideways glance.
"Yeah, okay I guess things are pretty bad," Dallas agreed, looking down at the ground.
"Don't worry son, we'll find her," Chuck reassured him, smiling a warm smile.
"Thanks, I appreciate the help," Dallas said, standing up to move away. The only person left to talk to was Ben, who was standing near the fire escape, staring down at the street.
"Hey," he said, turning around to look at Dallas when he heard his approaching footsteps.
"Is something up? You don't look so good," Dallas said, noticing Ben's down trodden face.
"You almost died because of my mistake. Omid and Christa died because of my stupidity. I just can't help myself can I? I almost one of the only people I care about," Ben replied, looking down at the ground as his eyes began to water.
"It was an accident Ben, you can't keep blaming yourself for that," Dallas told him, placing a hand on his shoulder, which he only shook off.
"No! I will not let you take the blame away from me, I have to pay for what I have done, for the lives I have ended. Because of one mistake, I ended the lives of five different people, with a sixth well on the way, as soon as Lee dies from his bite. I can't keep doing this anymore, I can't keep lying to myself, I just can't!" Ben sobbed, backing away from Dallas.
"Ben, listen to me. You have so much left to live for, you can't let these thoughts take you down. You still have people that care about you, that want you alive, in this world. I need my friend," Dallas said, moving over to grab Ben by the shoulders.
"Everything I have ever said is a lie, everything. I can't even tell my only friend the truth," Ben snivelled, snot mixing with salty tears as he balled his eyes out.
"You're my best friend Ben. I'm not going to let you die, I-" Dallas started to say, before he was cut off by Ben, he pushed his lips against Dallas'. He stepped away instantly, shocked at what his friend just did, who looked just as shocked as he did.
"Dallas…" Ben trailed off, reaching out to his friend.
"No, just leave it. I have to go find that ladder," Dallas said quickly, moving away from Ben, who looked away to look down at the road, his crying becoming silent sobs. Dallas walked away, still stunned at what just happened. Why hadn't he noticed it before, why hadn't he figured it out? He knew he had to talk to Ben about this, but decided he better do later, noticing a ladder nearby. Hefting it onto his shoulder, he started walking over towards the bell tower, everyone following him as he passed by them. Once reached the edge of the roof adjacent to the bell tower, he placed the ladder on the edge, letting fall to the other side, forming a bridge.
"So, who's going over?" Kenny asked, looking around the group for volunteers.
"I'll do it, I've done it plenty of times before, so I should be able to do it now," Molly offered, moving towards the ladder. Before she could get on however, Dallas hopped on first making his way up the ladder, as she scowled at when he did.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," he smirked, making his way across the ladder.
"Just be careful you jack ass," Molly called after him with a smile. He made slow progress up the ladder, managing to get to the middle after about half a second. When he went past the middle however, he heard something fall down to the ground, turning around to find the screw holding the ladder in place had fallen out.
"Move it!" Kenny shouted, as the ladder started to slide backwards. Moving as fast as he could, Dallas moved the rest of the way up the ladder and jumped across to the bell tower, watching as the ladder fell to the alley below, crashing into a walker as it did so.
"You okay son?" Chuck called, as the group looked up at him in worry.
"I'm fine don't worry. It's just going to be a bit harder to get back now," Dallas called back, turning around to find how to start up the bell. Noticing some rope nearby that was attached to the bell, he quickly moved over to it and grasped it, pulling it down as hard as he could. The bell began to ring, the noise resounding throughout the city, each note as loud as the next. Looking down, Dallas saw that their plan worked, watching as all the walkers nearby started moving towards the toward, the loud noise attracting them.
"Great job. Now, get back here so we can leave!" Molly shouted, motioning for Dallas to come back.
"And how am I going to do that exactly?" he asked, looking down at the long drop that led to a mass amount of walkers.
"Get a running start and jump across. Don't worry, we'll catch you if you start to fall," Kenny reassured him.
"Well isn't this the best day of my life," Dallas groaned, pacing back until his back was up against one of the pillars of the tower. Taking a deep breath, he looked straight ahead, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to do. Without hesitation, he started running at the edge of the bell tower, leaping across once he ran out of ground. He sailed through the air and fell towards the other roof, managing to grab the edge before he fell to his death. Molly and Kenny helped him back onto the roof, smiling down at their friend.
"Come on folks, let's get moving," Chuck announced, running towards the fire escape. Helping Dallas to his feet, Molly started to run to, moving close behind Ben and Kenny as they ran.
"We're on our way Clem, hang tight," Dallas breathed, running after his friends, ready to head back to the house to figure out their next move.
Here we go guys, time to go into the fray, it's time for...EPISODE 5 TO BEGIN! :D
I hope you enjoyed the opening chapter, I know I liked writing it, so yeah ^_^
I've almost finished writing all of the episode 5 chapters, so I will be able to just post them left and right. Unless there are cliffhangers, then I may have no choice but to wait for a bit :P
I will warn you, from what I've seen, there isn't going to be as many chapters for this episode as much as previous ones, but I think they are still good for what they are, so hopefully you like them :3
Anywho, farewell for now my Bookies of Awesomeness :D
P.S. For Rebloxic: Let's just say that by the end of the story, you won't be seeing many leftover people... :P
