Ch.50
Before we go to clear out a cell block for the prisoners, I place all the weapons on the table in front of them. "Why do we need this..." the leader says holding up a crowbar, "...when I got this." he continues pulling out his gun to show us.
"You don't fire guns, not unless your back is up against a wall." Daryl explains. "The noise attracts more walkers. Haven't you noticed? We don't want you calling all walkers towards us." I say crossing my arms over my chest.
"We'll go two by two. Daryl will run point with T, and I will bring up the rear with you." Rick says pointing to the smaller of the black men. "You sure you don't want me with you?" I ask Rick confused.
"I need you to be in the middle. Make sure everybody stays where they are." Rick says dragging me towards the middle of our lineup. "Are you for real? You want to stick me with these creeps?" I complain.
"Mae!" Rick yells at me to get in line. "If anyone breaks ranks, we could all go down. So remember, everybody stay together. That goes for you as well." Rick says looking at me with a scowl. "Okay, but I'm not sure they'll listen, though." I comment getting in line.
"Just do your best, Mae." T-dog says to me in a calming voice. "Alright, I'll try. Not makin' any promises, though." I comment with a sigh. "Mae, I mean it. No breaking rank." Rick scolds me once again.
"Sorry. I'll be more careful." I comment one last time before gearing up. "Anyone run off, they could get mistaken for a walker and end up with an axe to the head." Rick continues staring at the prisoners mainly.
"And that's where you aim. These things only go down with a headshot." Daryl speaks up to make things clear for everyone. "You ain't gotta tell us how to take out a man." the mouthy leader smirks looking around at his buddies.
"They're not people, though. They're walking corpses that like to chow on human flesh. They're not living beings. How many times do we have to explain it to you?" I turn towards the men with attitude and eyeing them harshly.
"Just remember to go for the brain." Rick ensures us before ushering us down the corridor for the next available cell block. Rounding the corner, we inch closer to a herd of walkers. Daryl raises his hand to keep us at bay and quiet as the walkers get closer.
We wait in suspense as the walkers inch closer to us. Then as soon as the first two show up, I shout holding my hands out to stop anyone from running at them. "Not yet. Stay in line." I shout at the inmates, but they have already started running and screaming maniacally at the herd.
"Dear God. For the love of..." I trail off rubbing my temples at these annoying idiots running straight for danger. "Come on, guys. Really?" I growl throwing my hands up. "You can't get anything through their thick skulls." I say losing my patience.
We watch as the prisoners beat down the walkers as if they were real people. "They're idiots, I swear." I scoff staring at Rick and Daryl beside me. "You got that right." I hear Daryl grunt.
Seeing this horendous display, we decide to get in on the action too. "It's gotta be the brain. Not the stomach or the heart - the brain!" Daryl growls shooting a walker in the face.
"Everyone stick to formation. No more prison riot crap." Rick says getting ready for the herd to come. The walkers keep coming. Everywhere I turn, there's a walker right there. Luckily I'm faster than they are.
The next moment, we hear someone scream in the next room. We all run to check it out and find Big Tiny on the ground holding his shoulder. The walker behind him must have bit him.
Before I could run at the walker, the prison leader fires his gun at it. "Dude, what the hell?! Now look what you did!" I yell staring at him, then turn to Big T. "You okay?" I ask him checking his shoulder.
Everyone stares at me to give them the verdict on how the wound looks. I shake my head at Rick with a sad look on my face. "Guys, I'm fine. I'm okay. Really, it's just a scratch." Big T says brushing himself off.
"Can't we just cut his arm off like you did with your guy?" Axel asks staring at his mate all over. "Didn't you see the cut? I won't work." Rick says trying to explain. "But...Miss, please." Axel begins pleading with me. "No. I'm sorry. He won't make it." I tell him.
After we argue for a while, the leading inmate smacks his friend across his head knocking him out. Then he continues beating the unconsious man in the head till he's dead. We all watch in horror as this maniac leader mangles his friend.
"God, damn. I did not see that coming." I speak softly causing some heads to turn. I begin to back up when the inmate looks at me with that look of murder on his face.
I stare apalled at the man covered in blood dripping down his face. If he's so easily able to murder his friend, then there's no doubt, who's to say he won't go after one of us. He definitely strikes fear into my heart now.
We end up in a laundry room when we come across a set of doors. Daryl throws his set of keys on the floor in front of the murderous leader. "I ain't opening that." he spits gesturing to the closed door.
"Yes, you are." Rick corrects urging the leader to open the doors in front of him. "No way, man." KilLeader says glaring at Rick. "If you want that cell block, you're gonna open that door." Rick says pointing at the set of doors.
KilLeader bends down to pick up the keys and eye us wearily. "You bitches ready?" he smirks as he goes to unlock the door. "Just one door, not both. You got that? We need to control this." Rick states getting in a fighting stance.
It's another massacre when the fighting begins. That son of a bitch opened both doors. Now all the walkers are barreling out at once instead of one at a time. I am pissed now. That was strike one. If he keeps this up he's gonna be a dead man.
I'm fighting a walker beside Rick when I notice that prick who caused this whole thing swing at him. "Mother F'er! Did he just swing at you?" I turn around to gaze at Rick as he evades the blow.
"Yeah. Didn't hit, though." Rick reassures killing another walker. "Oh, that does it, hotshot." I glare swinging at the next walker that comes in my path. "You're okay, though, right?" I face Rick to question him.
"Mae, look out!" both Rick and Daryl yell at the same time. The next second, Rick's on the floor struggling with a walker that KilLeader threw our way. Rick shielded me from toppling over instead.
"You bastard, I outta kill you right now!" I say fighting the next walker KilLeader throws at me. This is it. No more mister nice guy. "Focus on the walkers right now!" Daryl yells pushing KiL out of his way. "Got it." I say as he helps Rick up.
I glare at KiL the rest of the time that we're fighting. I really don't trust those inmates. They were locked up for a reason. When the fighting stops, I trudge straight for KiL.
"What's the matter, baby? Finally decide to come to me?" KiL smirks at me as I walk closer to him. As soon as I'm close enough, I thrust my fist out to punch him in the face. Luckily the timing was perfect for me.
I punch that asshole right in the face. He staggers backwards for a second composing himself of what happened. KiL looks genuinely shocked that I landed a blow to his precious face.
"And don't call me that again." I say lifting my leg to kick KiL in the groin. He evades my second attack and pulls me closer by my waist. I can see the lust in his eyes. "Get your filthy hands off me you asshole." I growl struggling to free myself.
"You filthy bastard, let her go!" Daryl screams knocking KiL away from me. Rick storms up in front of him now. "What was that all about?" Rick clenches the machete in his hands harder.
"Shit happens, bro." KiL shrugs looking at Rick with a smirk on his face. "Yeah, I get it." Rick says a moment before he plunges his machete into KiL's head. I flinch at the sight. I didn't think Rick would be the one to kill him. I figured Daryl would be the one to do it, not Rick. I guess he proved me wrong.
"Fuckin' serves you right. Don't have to worry about your panzy ass hitting on my woman anymore. " Daryl yells as KiL falls to the ground. Then he kisses my forehead as I walk up next to him.
Rick runs after 'little man' when he runs from the room. Daryl and T-dog keep their weapons aimed at the last two inmates left in the room. "Serves you right." I say circling their leader's dead body.
"Miss? Mae, can I call you that? We had nothing to do with that." Axel says getting my attention. "Shut up! Just shut the fuck up!" I scream at the man plaeading for his mates. "Okay." he softly says looking away after I yelled at him.
When Rick comes back, he gets straight to business and points his gun at the others we have hostage. "Please, we're not the violent type! I wanna live!" Axel says pleading for his life.
"Why should we trust you? Your leader just tried to kill us." I say crossing my arms and glaring at the man. "Just let us live. Please." he cries making me cringe. "Enough already." Daryl says irritated at this whiny prick.
