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It was a while since Rick, Shane, Daryl, Glenn, Chef, Duncan and Harold went into the forest, looking for Randall and they still haven't returned from their search. The group was obviously starting to grow worried for them that something may have happen to them in the forest.

Andrea stood up from her seat, deciding that it was time go for look for them, declaring to everyone, "I'm going after them."

"I'm coming with you." Tyler nodded his head to that.

Izzy stood up from her spot as well, "Make it three, guys."

"Don't." Lori shook her head, "They could be anywhere. And if Randall comes back, we're gonna need you here."

Everyone's attention was brought towards the front doors when they heard someone enter the house. Daryl, Glenn, Chef, Duncan and Harold entered the living room shorty after as everyone set their eyes on them.

Daryl looked around the group and spotted that two people were missing, "Rick and Shane ain't back?"

Bridgette shook her head in response, "No."

"We thought that something happened." Chef declared, "We heard a shot on our way here."

Cody put hand in his chin, "Maybe they found Randall."

"That's not an option." Duncan shook his head.

Sierra raised her brow, "Why?"

"Because we found him." Daryl answered.

"Is he back in the shed?" Maggie asked.

"No." Harold shook his head, "He's a walker."

"Did you find the walker that bit him?" Hershel wanted to know.

"No, the weird thing is he wasn't bit." Glenn explained.

"His neck was broke." Chef added to Glenn's explanation.

"So, he fought back." Patricia stated.

"The thing is, Shane and Randall's tracks were right on top of each other." Daryl explained, "And Shane ain't no tracker, so he didn't come up behind him. They were together."

"We believe that Shane wasn't honest with us when it came to Randall." Harold added to which Daryl nodded in agreement.

Lori came over to them, "Would you please get back out there, find Rick and Shane and find out what on earth is going on?"

Daryl nodded his head, turning towards the exit from the house, "You got it."

"We'll be back as soon as we can with your husband and Shane." Chef gave Lori an assuring nod, following the younger Dixon.

Lori send them a grateful nod, "Thank you."


Rick and Carl turned away from Shane's lifeless body and started walking back towards the farm, where the former was going to inform his group about what had happened with Randall and why Shane didn't came back with him. It would still be easy part, considering that he'd have to tell his wife and their son saw him kill Shane and then had to put him down after he turned into a walker.

Carl looked up at his dad, asking him, "You bit too?"

"No." Rick shook his head in response.

"Shane was." Carl stated, looking down.

"That wasn't Shane." Rick stated, "You know that."

"Used to be. What happened?" Carl asked, "You guys attacked? I mean, I heard a gunshot, but I didn't see any walkers nearby."

They stopped walking and looked at each other. Rick was silent for a few seconds, trying to find a way how to tell Carl what really happened, but never had a chance to do it because they heard growling behind them. They turned in the direction of growling and saw dozens of walker heading their way.

"Oh, God." Rick said, as he turned away from, beginning to make his way away from with Carl, "Go, go, go."

They broke themselves into run and started to run away from the herd of the undead that they just spotted. They continued to run away from them for a few moments until they stopped behind a tree, not that far from the barn.

Carl crouched down along with his dad, saying to him, "We gotta get to the house, tell the others."

"We'll never get through that. Can't go around." Rick shook his head, hearing how walkers were walking just meters away from them. He and his son stood up, before they started running towards the barn as it was the only place they could hide in now, "Carl, stay close. Go!"


Daryl, Chef, Glenn, Duncan, and Harold came out from the house, intending to go back into the forest to look for Rick and Shane, but stopped on the porch when they saw something in the distance. It was a herd of the walkers, approaching the farm from all sides.

Duncan shook his head, his eyes widening at the view ahead of him, "Holy shit."

"There's so many of them." Glenn stated, his eyes wide from his big this herd was. It was just as big as the herds he saw in Atlanta, or maybe even bigger. He honestly didn't want to know.

"Everyone!" Chef went back to the entrance to the house, declaring to everyone about the herd, "Walkers!"

He quickly went back to Daryl, Glenn, Duncan and Harold as everyone rushed out from the house, noticing the incoming horde of the undead.

"What do we do now?" Owen asked, shaking his head in panic at the view of so many walkers.

Hershel turned to look at Patricia, "Patricia, kill the lights."

Patricia nodded her head and went back into the house, followed by Beth, and Andrea who told everyone, "I'll get the guns." before entering the house.

"Maybe they're just passing, like the herd on the highway." Glenn stated, "Should we just go inside?"

"Not unless there's a tunnel downstairs I don't know about.." Daryl said.

"A herd this huge would tear the barn down without any problems." Noah stated.

Daryl nodded his head to that, "That too."

"What are we going to do now?" DJ asked.

Rick and Carl rushed into the barn, making sure to shut the entrance behind them as best as it was possible. Rick saw a metal road hanging on the wall and quckly grabbed it before placing it between the handles, stopping the walkers from entering the barn. He and son stepped backwards as they could hear walkers slamming their bodies against the entrance to the barn. The sheriff deputy knew that it was just a matter of time before the undead will break into the barn and he new that he had think fast.

Lori came out of the house, declaring to everyone, "Carl's gone."

"What?" Tyler asked, turning to look at her.

"He was upstairs. I can't find him anywhere." Lori explained, panicked.

"Maybe he's hiding somewhere." Ezekiel suggested.

"He's supposed to be upstairs." Lori shook her head, "I'm not leaving without my boy."

"We're not. We're gonna look again." Carol said, grabbing Lori's arm.

"We're gonna find him." Bridgette said, returning to the house with Carol, Lori. Leshawna and Gwen.

Andrea returned to the group, carrying the gun bag over her shoulder. She placed it on the floor, as the entire group surrounded it. She unzipped it, revealing every gun that it had to offer to the rest of the group. Everyone started taking out one gun for them each.

Glenn's eyes widened a bit when he saw Maggie take two shotgun out from the bag, before handing one to him, "Maggie?"

"You grow up country, you pick up a thing or two." Maggie explained, as Glenn took the shotgun that she was handing to him.

"I got the number, it's no use." Daryl stated.

Hershel cocked his shotgun, turning his attention to Daryl, "You can go if you want."

"You gonna take 'em all on?" Daryl asked him.

"Do you think that we'll get even get close to finishing all of them off?" Duncan added.

"We have guns." Hershel answered, "We have cars."

"Kill as many as we can." Chef stated, readying his shotgun and his handgun.

"And we'll use the cars to lead the rest of them off the farm." Tyler added, checking if the pistol he took from the gun bag was fully loaded.

"Are you serious?" Daryl asked, a deadpanned expression forming on his face.

"This is my farm. I'll die here." Hershel answered, determined.

Daryl shrugged his shoulders, hopping over the railing of the porch, followed by Duncan as they started making their way towards their motorcycles, "All right. It's as good a night as any."

"Let's just get this over with." Alejandro said, doubting that this plan will work as he hopped over the railing as well, before starting to walk towards his motorcycle as everyone started descending from the porch and started walking towards their vehicles,

Tyler walked along with DJ, Ezekiel and Noah towads the car which they got at the gas station when he heard someone call out to him, "Hey, Tyler." Andrea was the one who called out to him. He turned around to look at her and saw her standing along with T-Dog next to Otis' blue truck, offering him a smile, "Watch out for yourself out there."

The jock offered his friend a smile in return, "You too."

Duncan was preparing himself to go out and take out as many walkers as he could when Courtney approached him, "Duncan."

He turned away from his motorcycle and looked at her, "Princess?"

"Watch out for yourself." Courtney told him, "We all saw how many of them is heading towards this farm."

"Don't worry about me, princess. If they'll get close to me, I'll just get away from them on my motorcycle." Duncan assured her with a nod of his head.

Courtney smiled at him and Duncan returned the smile. The CIT moved a bit closer to the juvie and embraced him in a hug. They released each other from the hug and Courtney send Duncan one last smile before moving into the porch to join Lori, Beth, Patricia, Carol, Gwen, Owen, Leshawna, Bridgette and Heather who were staying behind in the house.

"I feel like I am watching a dammed romance movie right now." Daryl stated, shaking his head.

"You watch romance movies?" Duncan asked Daryl to mess with him. The younger Dixon stared at the juvie and grunted, shaking his head, making Duncan chuckle a bit.

Chris stood in front of Drake's truck, making sure that he had as many bullets for Glock as he needed right now as Chef approached him, "Ready, pretty boy?"

Chris nodded his head, pulling the safety in his Glock off, "Let's do everything we can."

"That's right." Chef nodded his head in return. They knew that there was a huge possibility that they were going have to flee from the farm, but for now, they were going to try to make sure to that it wasn't going to happen.

Rick and Carl were busy right now pulling the gas from the cans all over the ground in the barn as the walkers were close from breaking the doors at this moment. A few of them already broke a few holes in the walls of the barn, and were reaching out for the sheriff deputy and his son, attempting to grab them, but Rick and Carl didn't had to worry about them grabbing them, at least right now, because these walkers weren't even close to them.

They emptied the gas cans and threw them aside, before turning around to look at the ladder leading to the upper floor of the barn.

"Up there." Rick told his son as they stopped in front of the ladder, "Hurry."

"What about you?" Carl asked in worry for his dad as Rick handed him a lighter.

"I'll be right here. Drop the lighter when I say. We'll stop some of them from reaching the house and distract the others, so at least we'll have a chance." Rick explained his plan to Carl who looked very unsure about it. He placed his hand on his son's shoulder, "Look at me. You can do this. Carl, I love you."

Carl gave him a nod of his head in response as turned towards the ladder as Rick started walking towards the exit from the barn. He looked up to make sure that his son was already on the upper floor before slamming his fist agains the exit a few times to make sure as many walkers as it was possible was going to enter the barn.

He grabbed the metal rod keeping the doors shut and threw it aside. He opened the exit and started to back away as the walkers started making their way towards him in their usual slow way, as the sheriff deputy called out to the to follow him. He quickly turned away from them ran over to the ladder, starting to climb to the upper floor.

He quickly made his way to the upper floor, watching how the walkers were holding their hands in the air, reaching out for him as he looked at his son and send him a nod of his head, signalling him to ignite the lighter. Carl's response to that was instant. He quickly ignited the lighter and threw it down. It landed somewhere between the undead, immediately igniting the fuel that he and his dad poured acroos the barn just a few moments ago. The walkers were quickly engulfed in flames, but they didn't care about that. They simply continued to look up at Rick and Carl, reaching out for them, as Rick and Carl just watched how the undead were burning into crisp.

The convoy of the group members that were going to make sure that the farm wasn't going to be overrun by the undead started driving towards the undead in their vehicles. Daryl and Duncan were on their motorcycles, Chris and Chef were in Drake's truck, DJ, Ezekiel, Noah and Tyler were in the car that they got from the gas station, Andrea and T-Dog were in Otis' blue truck, Maggie, Glenn, Harold and Alejandro were together in a Hyundai and Jimmy, Cody and Sierra were in Dale's RV.

Daryl and Duncan stopped their motorcycles in front of the fence, and pulled out their pistols, as they started to fire them at every walker that caught their attention. Jimmy stopped the RV right next to them and started doing the same along with Sierra and Cody while the others were circling around the fields of the farm, doing everything they could to take out as many walkers as they could.

Glenn, Alejandro and Harold had their shotgun aimeds at the undead on the other side of the fence, as Maggie was driving back and forth around it. All three of them did their best to not waste and rounds of their weapons, but the fact that they were shooting at them from a driving wasn't helping them.

Alejandro shook his head as he missed another shot, "Goddammit."

"Keep it steady!" Glenn told his girlfriend as Harold who sat behind him started reloading his shotgun.

"I'm trying!" Maggie answered, doing her best to keep the Hyundai as steady as she could.

Owen who was waiting inside the house along with everyone else that wasn't fighting off the undead at this moment walked over to the window and took a quick peek that what was happening inside at this moment.

His eyes widened when he saw that the barn burning, "Guys! The barn's on fire!"

Patricia, Beth and Heather came over to him and took a good look at it as well, as the first one stated, "They're headed for it. Maybe Rick set it to draw 'em in."

"I can't find him anywhere." Came's Lori's panicked voice as she descended down the stairs along with Bridgette and Courtney.

Leshawna approached them with Gwen as they went into the attic to check if Carl was there, "Maybe he snuck outside."

"What do I do?!" Lori screamed in panic and worry for her son.

"He was here. He must've run off, maybe looking for Rick or went after Randall himself." Carol assumed.

"Maybe he set the fire." Patricia suggested, as everyone else came over to her, Beth, Heather and Owen to see the burning barn in the distance.

Daryl, and Duncan remained on their motorcycles in front of the fence as they proceeded to fire at the walkers when they noticed how flames were slowly eating the barn. They holstered their pistols and drove over to Jimmy, Sierra and Cody when they noticed that they weren't going to able kill the undead in time as they were nearing the fence. Their suspicions turned out to true when the undead broke through the fence, bringing it down to the ground.

"Hey, guys!" Duncan called out for them as Jimmy, Sierra and Cody turned their attention away from the walkers at them.

"Must've been Rick or Shane who started that fire. Maybe they're trying to get out back!" Daryl explained.

"Go circle around the barn to see if they're somewhere around it!" Duncan added.

"On it!" Jimmy answered to which Cody and Sierra nodded in understanding. He speeded the RV towards the barn, as Cody and Sierra made sure to take out as many walkers as they could from the rolled up windows.

The flames were starting to overcome the entire barn and Rick and Carl knew they couldn't stay there any longer if they didn't want to be burned down along with it. They moved over to the balcony where they had their talk earlier that day and climbed over to the small roof they could stand on and the walkers quickly noticed their presence.

They undead came over to the small roof on which they were standing on and started raising their hands in the air, trying to reach them when they spotted Dale's RV driving to their rescue.

"Hey!" Rick cried out to the people inside of the RV to signal them where they were at this moment, "Get in here!"

Jimmy quickly noticed them and parked the RV in front of the roof as Rick and Carl jumped over from the roof to the top of the vehicle. Jimmy got himself out from the driver seat and his eyes widened in horror when he saw how the doors to the RV were somehow opened by the undead. One of the walkers grabbed his leg, bringing him down to the floor. He screamed in agony as the same walker bit off a piece of flesh from his neck. Sierra and Cody were horrified by his scream as the walkers started coming into the RV, passing by Jimmy who was being torn apart by a group of the undead.

Sierra quickly aimed her pistol at the first walker that entered the RV and fired, getting rid of it, before turning to look at Cody, "Break the window in the back! I'll cover us!"

Cody gave her a quick panicked nod of her head in response and even quicker made his way to the back window of the RV. He slammed the back of his pistol, breaking the window into pieces before making sure that either he or Sierra wouldn't cut themselves while jumping through it. He knew he had to hurry. He quickly moved his hand back and forth, making the pieces of the windows were going to fall on the ground as Sierra took out two walkers that entered the RV.

"It's done, Sierra!" He shouted, before jumping through the hole. Not even a second had to pass until he found himself on the ground, his face facing the dirt.

He almost shrieked before jumping back in fear when a walker from the other side of the fence lunged towards him, but fortunely, the fence was stopping the undead from reaching him. He got himself back on his feet and saw that Sierra was about to jump outside when a walker appeared right over her shoulder. It was about to sunk it's teeth in her neck, but never had a chance to do it, as Cody quickly took it out with a shot to it's head. The corpse of the undead collapsed backwards, allowing Sierra to jump through the hole that just Cody made before more of the walkers had a chance to bite into her neck.

She breathed in a relieved sigh after landing on the ground. She quickly got herself back on her feet, sending him a grateful smile, "Thanks, Cody."

"You're the one who was keeping me safe since this begun." Cody took a deep breath, "I just returned the favor."

It was when they heard someone land next to them as this person jumped from the roof of the RV. This person was Rick who helped his son to climb down.

He turned to look at them, "What are you doing here? Why are you not in the RV?""

"We had to leave." Sierra explained, pointing at the three walkers that were reaching out for them through the hole in the window that Cody did just a few seconds ago, "They got into the RV. We barely escaped."

Rick heard how the walkers were feasting on Jimmy's lifeless body inside of the RV and nodded his head, now understanding why they had to flee the vehicle, "Let's find other way out."

He moved forward and Carl, Sierra and Cody were quick to follow him. They quickly pushed themselves into run and ran as if their lifes were at stake, because they were. The sheriff deputy directed them to head into the woods and they didn't waste any time and followed him into the woods as fast as they could, passing by several walkers who started to follow them.

Chris shook his head, realizing that their plan wasn't going to work as the undead were getting closer and closer to the house while he continued to drive the truck back and forth across the fields of the farm. He and Chef didn't had to worry about their vehicle getting overrun by the undead because their large truck was able to run over every walker on it's way.

"This is pointless." He stated, "We're gonna to ran out of ammo before we ever get close to killing half of them off."

Chef shook his head, realizing that as well, as he took out one walker with a round from his shotgun, "You're telling me, pretty boy."

Hershel and Izzy stood together in front of the farm house. The farmer and the orange haired teenager fired everything they had into the walkers heading towards the house, but unfortunely, not matter how many undead they took down, more of them appeared in their sight, and worst of all, they were getting closer to the house. Izzy knew that it was just a matter of time before they'd have to flee from this place.

Lori came out from the house along with Carol and Courtney and went over to the porch, "I checked the shed. I can't find him anywhere."

"Not in the cellar or the attic." Carol said.

"Why can't he listen for once?" Lori shook her head, pointing in the direction of the forest, "Okay okay, if he followed his daddy, he went that way."

Courtney shook her head, knowing how Lori's plan was going to end, "No, you'll lead 'em right to him."

Lori looked at the CIT, "That's my boy!"

"Lori, if we find him, he's gonna need his mother." Courtney pointed out.

"Lori. She's right." Carol agreed with Courtney, "We've gotta go."

"Get the others!" Lori told Carol after a few seconds of staying silent as Carol did as she told to and went back into the house to inform everyone that they were leaving. She and Courtney turned in the direction of the herd heading towards the house. The CIT started firing at them as Lori cried out for her missing son, "Carl!"

"Guys." They heard Carol's voice sound in the house, "Come on, we gotta go."

Courtney reloaded her pistol after it ran out of the ammo in it's clip as Lori fired a few bullets from her own pistol as Bridgette's voice sounded behind them, "Lori, Courtney."

Lori and Courtney turned back and saw Carol, Gwen, Leshawna, Bridgette, Patricia, Beth, Heather and Owen all standing outside. They all were ready to leave, they were just waiting for them to give them a signal to run. Courtney went over to them as Lori turned away from to look at Hershel and Izzy, intending to tell that it was time to leave.

"Hershel! Izzy!" She yelled out to the two people standing in front of the house. Hershel didn't respond to her call and proceeded to fire at the undead as Izzy stopped firing and turned to look at her, "It's time to go!"

Izzy looked at the farmer who simply told her, while still firing at the undead, "Go!"

Although she was a bit hesitant about leaving the eldery farmer all by himself, Izzy turned away from him and broke herself into run towards the house. Everyone ran down the steps of the porch and joined her on the ground, running away towards the woods because it was the only place where they could hide away from the undead right now.

Bridgette, Carol, Leshawna, Heather and Courtney were dangerously splitting up from the fleeing group as they ran in front in front of Lori, Owen, Gwen, Izzy, Patricia and Beth. They had to be quick because the walkers were starting to surround them. If they didn't left anytime soon, then they would surely be torn apart by the undead.

Patricia and Beth held each other hands so they wouldn't split up as they ran to safety. Owen and Izzy were running close to them, with the latter leading the group of four. Out of the sudden, the walkers came seemingly out of nowhere and one of them dug it's teeth in Patricia's neck, causing her to let out an agonizing scream of pain. Unfortunely someone was just as fortunate as her. Owen screamed in pain as the blond haired teenager could feel the undead bitting off a piece of flesh from his neck. He and Patricia gurgled and suffocated their own blood.

Beth and Izzy screamed as tears spilled down their cheeks as Patricia and Owen were practically ripped into shreds before their eyes. Lori and Gwen came over to them and lugged them away from Patricia and Owen. They started leading them towards blue truck with Andrea and T-Dog waiting for them inside.

Andrea opened the door, getting herself out of it as Lori pushed Beth into the vehicle, "Get in!"

"Get Carol and Bridgette!" Gwen shouted, pushing shaken Izzy into the car, before entering it herself, "They went that way!"

Andrea nodded her head to that and quickly went in the way that Gwen told her to go. It didn't took her that long to see defensless Carol and Bridgette running away from the undead. They stopped in front of the shed and turned back to see a few walkers coming their way. Bridgette eyed her surroundings in panic, looking for anything that she and Carol could use as a weapon against the undead.

She spotted two boards laying nearby. She picked them up and handed one to Carol, both of them holding them in ready, knowing that it wasn't the best weapon against the walkers, but it was their only option to defend themselves right now.

It was when they heard someone fire their pistol. The walkers that were coming towards them just a few second ago started dropping like flies and when the last one collapsed down, they saw who their savior was. It was Andrea who lowered her pistol and send them a nod. Their relief was short lived because they quickly spotted a walker right behind Andrea, who was completely unaware about it's presence.

"Look out/ Behind you!" Carol and Bridgette cried out at the same time to warn Andrea who turned back to see a walker showing off it's rotting teeth to her. She shot the walker right in it's head and it's corpse fell on top of her, bringing her down to the ground.

T-Dog, Lori, Gwen, Izzy and Beth who were waiting for her in the truck saw it all happen and instantly assumed the worst. They were practically squished in the truck but they didn't care about that.

"They got her!" Gwen exclaimed.

"We gotta go!" Lori shouted shorty after. "Dog, c'mon!"

T-Dog quickly moved the wheel around, and started driving into the forest into safety, all of them unaware of the fact that Andrea was still alive.

She was about to get the corpse of the undead off herself, but someone else did that for her. The corpse was threw aside, landing next to the blond haired woman who looked up and saw Courtney who send her an assuring nod. The CIT turned around them and fired her pistol two times, taking out two of the many walkers heading their way while Andrea got herself back on her feet.

DJ waited for Leshawna or Heather or Courtney to approach their car after watching how T-Dog, Lori, Beth, Gwen and Izzy started driving away from the farm, knowing it was just a matter of time before they'd have to leave as well. He didn't want to leave anyone behind but he knew that he'd have to do it, when the walkers will start surround the car he was in with Noah, Ezekiel and Tyler.

Leshawna couldn't remember the last time when she ran that fast. Her mind was still going back to the view of the walkers tearing Patricia and Owen apart. It was the last thing she saw before she got separated from the others, but she couldn't let it this image stick in her head, especially in this situation. A walker lunged itself towards her, as she jumped backwards in panic, afraid that it was going to get her, hearing how someone was firing their pistol somewhere away from her.

The walker almost fell off it's feet as Leshawa used this ocassion and ran past it, as the undead attempted to grab her by her shoulder, but fortunely for her failed to do so. A spark of hope appeared in her mind when she saw a car with DJ, Ezekiel, Noah and Tyler ahead of her, probably waiting for someone to ran over to them. She increased her speed and made her way to the car, making sure to avoid as many walkers as she could, not letting them surround her, because she knew it would be a death sentence for her.

She finally made it to the car and didn't waste any second. She rapidly poked her hand on the window of the seat where Noah sat a few times. It earned the attention of the bookworm who quickly opened the door, allowing her to enter the car.

She breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she was safe. Those things weren't going to get her. She send Noah a grateful nod, "Thank you, sugar."

"Is someone else with you?" Noah asked her, trying not to think about the fact that he had seen only a few moment ago how Owen was torn apart by the undead.

Leshawna shook her head, "I lost the others right after we left the house. Those things, they got Owen and Patricia..."

"We know." DJ sighed sadly, "We saw."

"Guys!" Ezekiel declared, pointing at one spot from his seat in the front, "There's Heather!"

Tyler turned in the direction that Ezekiel was pointing at as quick as the others did. He saw Heather who was slowly being surrounded by a huge group of walkers who had only one intention of tearing her apart as she was desperately trying to find a way out. She couldn't use her pistol because she already ran out of the ammo in it. The imagines of Lindsay dying with a hole in her stomach, Amy bleeding out in Andrea's arms, and Daryl having to end Dale's suffering after the undead tore a massive hole in his stomach appeared in Tyler's mind.

He knew what he had to do next.

He had to save her.

He remembered what he had promised himself. He couldn't let more people die by the hands of these monsters. Even if it was Heather.

"Stay here for one more moment, DJ! We'll be back as soon as we can!" He shouted to DJ, throwing his pistol aside, before running out of the car, wielding his baseball bat as his only weapon.

Heather shoved herself backwards as one walker almost dug it's teeth in her shoulder, almost collapsing on the ground. The same walker moved towards her, showing it's rotting teeth to her, but the undead never had a chance to get to her as someone smashed it in the head. It collapsed on the ground, with a hole in it's head, revealing to her who saved her from it. It was Tyler.

"Get out of here!" He told her, "I'll be right behind you!"

He gave her one nod as Heather gave him a grateful look in response. Tyler couldn't believe it. She was actually showing someone that was grateful for them. She pushed herself into run towards the car and quickly opened the doors leading to the passengers seat in the back. She hopped into the car, sitting down next to Leshawna and behind Ezekiel.

"Wait a second." The homeschool said, "Where's Tyler, eh?"

"He was supposed to be right behind me." Heather answered.

Everyone in the car turned to look at Tyler and saw how the group of the undead was slowly surroundings him, leaving him with no way out of this situation, but he didn't seem to care. He smashed one walker after another.

"We need to help him!" DJ cried out in worry, despise Tyler acting the way he did towards him during the barn situation, the jock was still his friend, and they couldn't leave him behind.

"I'll be fine!" Tyler shouted, turning his gaze to the car with Noah, Ezekiel, DJ, Leshawna and Heather. It was when he lowered his guard and the undead used this moment to sunk it's teeth in his shoulder, bitting off a piece of flesh. Tyler grunted in pain and pushed the walker away from him before shouting, "Just go!"

Although he was hesitant at first, not wanting to leave Tyler behind among the walkers, DJ moved the wheel and drove off into the forest, away from the walkers, away from wounded and infected Tyler who continued to fight them off with his baseball bat.

"This is for Lindsay!" He shouted, crushing the head of the approaching walker as more and more of them began to approach him. He was already filled with enough rage after the undead ganged up on Patricia and Owen tore them apart. He was already filled with enough rage when one of them killed Lindsay. He was already in enough of rage when they killed so many good people. The rage that's been building inside of him since that night when they attacked their camp in Atlanta. The rage that's been only growing bigger and stronger as more people around him died because of them.

He crushed the skull of another approaching walker and shouted, "For Owen! For Jim! For Sophia! For Amy! For Patricia! For Dale!"

One walker used the opportunity that Tyler was taking care of the one on his left right now and bit into his right arm. The jock groaned in pain as he used his other fist to punch the walker straight in it's face, sending it away from his arm for a second. Another walker came just a second later and bit into neck. Tyler gritted his teeth in pain, attempting to push the walker away from him, but failed. He dropped his baseball bat on the ground, before falling on his knees. The walker ripped off a piece of skin from Tyler's neck as it was joined by more of undead as the jock closed his eyes, ignoring the pain that he felt right now in the area of his neck, readying himself for his inevitable death.

Each one of the undead took different part of Tyler's body as they feasted upon his flesh. It was just a matter of seconds before the red clothed teenager didn't feel anything anymore. He was gone.

"Where are they going?" Maggie asked, seeing in the car's mirror how DJ, Ezekiel, Noah, Heather and Leshawna were driving away from the farm, "Should I follow them?"

Glenn, Alejandro and Harold looked in the direction of the car with DJ, Ezekiel, Noah, Heather and Leshawna departing from farm, the asian man nodding his head instantly after spotting them, "I'd say yes."

"It's our best option right now." Harold nodded in agreement.

"Swing it around.." Alejandro told her, "Swing it around here."

Maggie swung the car around in the direction of the members from the group that already left the farm and all of the people inside of Hyundai were greeted by the view of a lot of walkers standing in their view. The undead slammed their faces and fists against the windows as Maggie tried to drive through them but she couldn't. They was simply too many of them to drive through.

"Oh my god." She said in fear, "I can't get through."

Glenn knew what they had to do next, "Head out."

"What?" Maggie asked, turning to look at him, her eyes watering up.

"Get off the farm now!" Glenn repeated himself.

"Don't say that!" Maggie told him.

"Senorita, listen to him!" Alejandro shouted, agreeing with Glenn, "This place is lost! We have to get outta here!"

"It pains me as much as you do to leave the others but Glenn is right, we need leave now!" Harold added, "We'll find the others, I promise!"

Maggie sniffed as she backed away from the the horde, causing the undead surrounding her, Glenn, Harold and Alejandro to scatter. She used this occasion to drive through a few of them, beginning to drive out of the farm into safety as the walkers roared, starting to chase them.

Chef and Chris saw it all from their truck. The two hosts of Total Drama watched how everyone started fleeing from the farm. They knew what they had to next without even saying a word to each other. They started driving away from the farm into the woods, hoping that they'll met up with the others as fast as it was possible.

Hershel started backing away from the walkers who were only a few meters away from him at this point. He continued to fire his shotgun at them until it ran out of the ammo. He stopped and started to reload it, unaware that there was one walker behind him right now. He finished reloading his shotgun and fired one round at the approaching herd, as the walker behind him was about to sunk it's into in his shoulder.

It never even got a chance to do it because a shot rang behind Hershel as fired their gun and the walker collapsed on the ground, dead with a hole in it's head. Hershel turned back to see who it was and saw Rick, Carl, Sierra and Cody.

"Where's Lori?" The sheriff deputy asked him, "Did you see Lori?"

"I don't know what happened, Rick. They just keep coming." Hershel told him, "It's like a plague. They're everywhere."

"Lori! Did you see her?" Rick repeated his question.

Hershel shook his head, "No."

"We have to go. Find mom and the others." Rick declared, firing his Python once, getting rid of one walker. He grabbed Hershel's shoulder and started dragging him towards the nearest vehicle.

"It's my farm!" Hershel shouted, as he was being dragged towards a vehicle by Rick.

"Not anymore!" Rick told Hershel, letting go off his shoulder, "Come on!"

He quickly went over to the driver seat of the car and got himself into it as his son took the passenger seat next to him. Hershel slammed one walker with the back of his shotgun as he went over to Sierra and Cody who were waiting for him in front of the doors leading to the passengers seat in the back. They hopped into those seats, and Hershel was quick to follow and sat down next to Cody.

Rick started up the car and started drving away from the farm into safety with Carl, Cody, Sierra and Hershel, unaware that there two from his group running towards them, wanting to get away from this place as well.

"Guys!" Andrea shouted, waving her hands, hoping that Rick, Sierra, Cody, Carl and Hershel will notice her and Courtney.

"Wait for us!" Courtney added, waving her hands as well, but much to her and Andrea's horror, they weren't spotted by them.

Courtney and Andrea could only watch in horror how Rick, Sierra, Cody, Carl and Hershel drove off into safety, while being completely unaware that they were leaving two members of their group behind. They backed down a bit, taking out a few approaching walkers as Andrea's eyes caught the sight of the gun bag laying on the ground. She made sure to pick it up as she and the CIT proceeded to desperately search for a way how to escape from this farm as the walkers followed them.

Daryl and Duncan were watching how the flames were eating the barn and Dale's RV from the distance when they heard two familiar voices screaming for help. They quickly started up their motorcycles again and drove them in the directions of the screams and saw Carol and Bridgette. The two of them were making their away from the group of walkers that was chasing them.

The juvie and the redneck stopped their motorcycles in front of the fence, the latter yelling out, "C'mon, we ain't got all day!"

"C'mon, surfer girl!" Duncan shouted shorty after as Bridgette hopped onto the back of his motorcycle.

"Let's go!" Carol shouted to Daryl, now sitting behind the redneck.

The redneck and the juvie didn't waste time. They started up their motorcycles once again and started driving away from the undead along with Bridgette and Carol, leaving the farm as fast as it was possible.

Hershel turned towards the back window of the vehicle and watched how the farm that was owned by his family for years was slowly disappearing from his sight as the undead continued to infest it's entire area.

The last sight he had of his farm, before turning away from it, was the burning remains of the barn collapsing down.


DJ continued to drive through the forested road of the forest. He knew where he should head right now. The highway was his current destination. He hoped that the other people from his group that made it out from the farm alive would be there. He eyed the other people traveling with him at this moment. Leshawna, Noah and Ezekiel were silent for most of the trip, occasionaly trading a word with each other. They were still doing better than Heather. She didn't spoke a word since they left the farm. DJ honestly never excepted to see her like that.

Leshawna send Heather a worried glance. She and Heather were never fan of each other and everyone knew that pretty well. They tried being friends once when Heather stuck up for for Leshawna after the latter was caught on something terrible, but it didn't really last long.

"Heather, are you alright, girl?" She finally asked her,

"Tyler." Heather spoke up for the first time since they left the farm as she turned to look at Leshawna, "He's dead because of me." Leshawna, DJ, Noah, and Ezekiel were taken aback by how guilty she sounded, "I was such a bitch to him, I threw a fucking conoe on him once and he still went over to save me from those things without seconds thoughts."

"Don't blame yourself for that, Heather." DJ told her. Harold told him about the real reason why Tyler acted the way he did since CDC. He was aware that the jock was doing what he thought was needed to save more from sharing Lindsay's fate, "Harold told me that Tyler acted the way he did because he didn't want more people to die like Lindsay did. To be honest I don't think if he would care if was you or me or Leshawna or Noah or Ezekiel in that situation. He would still do what he did."

"Listen to DJ, because he's right." Leshawna agreed with DJ, "You and I, we may have never been close friends or even friends, but you can't blame yourself for what happened. This wasn't your fault. They were surrounding you and he did what he thought was right."

Heather remained silent and just gave them a nod of her head in response to Leshawna's and DJ's words. She was going to make that Tyler's sacrifice wasn't going to go in vain. She was going to make sure of that.

Leshawna send Heather a small comforting smile, before turning away from her to look at Noah, "Noah?"

"What?" Noah asked her.

"I'm sorry." She told him, "About Owen."

Noah sighed sadly, "There was nothing we could do to help him."

"When are we going to reach the highway, eh?" Ezekiel asked DJ.

"Soon." DJ answered, "Hopefully."

"You think the others are going to there?" Leshawna wanted to know.

DJ sighed, "I hope so."


Rick, Hershel, Sierra, Cody and Carl had just arrived on the highway. Rick parked his vehicle between the abandoned cars, before everyone got out of the car. Carl was the first one to leave the vehicle. He looked around, trying to spot if his mother was anywhere, but she was nowhere to be seen.

He turned to look at his dad, "Where's mom? You said she'd be here. W e gotta go back for her."

Rick approached him, trying to say something to him, "Carl..."

His son cut him off, raising his voice, "No. Why are we running? What are you doing? It's mom. We need to get her and not be safe a mile away."

"You need to be quiet, all right?" Rick told his son, in a quieter tone, placing his hand on his shoulder, "Please."

"Please." Carl shook his head, "It's mom."

He stormed away as Rick sighed, watching his son walk away from him, 'Look, Carl..."

"What are we going to do now?" Sierra asked.

"You've got to get this boy to safety." Hershel answered.

Cody raised his brow, "What are you talking about?"

"I'll wait here for my girls and the others. I know a few places. We'll meet up at one of them later." Hershel explained.

"Where? Where is safe? " Rick wanted to know. He shook his head, "We're not splitting up."

"Please, keep this boy safe." Hershel insisted, "I'll hide in one of the cars. If a walker gets me, so be it. I've lost my farm. I've lost my wife and maybe my daughters."

"We're not leaving you behind, and there's no way that we're leaving you here to die." Sierra told him, "If you really want to split up then let me and Cody stay with you."

Cody nodded his head in agreement as Rick shook his head, "I already said that we're not splitting up. They'll be here."

"And you don't know that." Hershel pointed out, shifting his gaze between Rick, Sierra and Cody, "None of you do."

"You're a man of god." Rick told him, "Have some faith."

"I can't profess to understand god's plan, but christ promised the resurrection of the dead." Hershel responded, "I just thought he had something a little different in mind."

"We stick together." Rick told Hershel, before walking away from the farmer, and the two teenagers to talk with his son.


Rick, Hershel, Cody, Sierra and Carl were waiting for quite some time for someone from their group to arrive on the highway but they were nowhere to be seen so far. Something else arrived on the highway. Rick heard a walker growling and turned in the direction of this sound and saw a single walker walking between the cars.

He made a motion with his hand to Hershel, Carl, Cody and Sierra, telling them that there was a walker on the highway without saying words. They hid behind the vehicle, deciding not to kill it because they didn't want to lead more of them towards the highway.

Sierra sighed in relief, "It's just one."

"We don't know how many of them may be heading here right now." Hershel whispered to Sierra who sighed and gave him nod of his head in response, knowing that the farmer was right, "I don't know how much longer we can stay here."

"I'm not leaving without mom." Carl instantly told his dad after hearing Hershel's words.

"So we're just gonna walk away?" Rick asked Hershel, "Not knowing if my wife, Cody's and Sierra's friends, your girls are still out there? How do we live with that?"

"You've only got one concern now-just one-keeping him alive." Hershel answered, glancing down at Carl, "Nature may be throwing us a curveball, but that law is still true."

Rick bits his lips and sighed before kneeling down in front of Carl, "Carl. It's not safe here. I'm sorry. We'll..."

"Guys." Cody shushed them and raised his index finger in the air, "Listen."

Everyone did as he told them to and listened to their surroudings, hearing someone driving along the highway. They turned in the direction of the sound and saw a huge truck driving in the middle of the convoy consisting of two motorcycles, one Hyudani, one blue truck, and one other car. Their group had just arrived. Rick turned to look at Hershel to see him smilling, and then to Cody and Sierra who looked at each other and smiled.

The entire convoy stopped and everyone started getting out of their vehicles. Cody pushed himself into run and made his way over to Gwen, sharing a quick hug with her. Sierra followed him. After sharing a hug with Cody, the goth girl smiled at the super fan and hugged her too, simply happy that both of them made it out alive. Rick slapped hands with Daryl before turning to look at Chef and Chris. He nodded his head at them and the two hosts of Total Drama nodded back.

Lori got out of the car, passing by Gwen, Sierra and Cody and ran over to her husband and son, yelling out a happy, "Oh my god!"

The reunited family embraced themselves in a tight hug as Duncan went over to DJ and the duo shared a quick high-five. DJ then looked at Hershel and smiled at the view of the eldery farmer embracing his daughters. Noah walked over to Glenn and offered him a nod of his head and a quick smile to which the asian man smiled back.

Leshawna smiled as she walked over to Harold, giving him an embrace, "It's great to see that you made it out of there, sugar baby!'

"You too." Harold smiled back, returning her hug.

They released each other from the hug and went to greet other people from their group. Harold exchanged a look with Duncan who send him a nod, and the nerd nodded back as Leshawna went over to Gwen, Sierra, Cody who were currently having a conversation with Bridgette. T-Dog went over to Alejandro and slapped his back to which Alejandro nodded his head at him before spotting saddened Heather who was staying in the background.

Rick turned to look at Daryl, "Where'd you find everyone?"

"Well, those guys' tail lights zigzagging all over the road-figured he had to be Asian, driving like that." Daryl explained.

Glenn laughed, "Good one."

"Where's the rest of us?" Bridgette asked.

Rick looked at the surfer, sadly, "We're the only ones who made it so far."

"Shane?" Lori asked her husband.

Rick simply shook his head in response. It was the only answer the group needed.

"Patricia?" Hershel asked.

"They got her too, took her right in front of me. I was holdin' onto her daddy." Beth sobbed, looking up at her father who rubbed her shoulder comfortingly, "What about Jimmy? Did you see Jimmy?"

"The RV got overrun." Cody answered, making Beth cry even more as he placed her head on her fathers shoulder, "There was nothing we could do."

"I and Cody barely managed to escape the RV." Sierra added.

"Owen?" Chris asked, after taking a good look around who didn't came back from the farm.

Izzy's voice was so shaky when she responded, the people that knew her from Total Drama didn't except that she could sound like that, "They got him along with Patricia after we ran out of the house. One second he was right behind me and when I turned to look at him, they were all over him."

Just one day ago she was assuring Owen that they'll get through everything that will be thrown against them together, especially now that they had a place they could call home, but now he was gone and so was their new home. The jolly giant who got along with everyone, the winner of the first season of Total Drama was gone. Torn into shreds in front of his girlfriend.

Noah's gaze went to the ground, unfortunely having a chance to see how the walker tore Owen apart. He felt someone place a hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at that person and saw Glenn who gave him a sad comforing smile.

Chef noticed that a certain jock was missing as well, "Tyler?"

DJ sighed sadly, glancing down, "We saw how they got him."

"He saved me." Heather added, her gaze on the ground, "Those things would get me if he didn't went out to get me."

Glenn then asked, "Andrea?"

"We saw her go down." T-Dog answered.

"Courtney?" Duncan asked, sounding worried for the CIT as she was nowhere to be seen among the surviving members of the group.

His question went without an answer, because none of the members of group saw what happened to the CIT.

"You definitely saw Andrea?" Carol asked, "What about Courtney? She could have ran into the woods."

"There were walkers everywhere." Lori pointed out.

"Did you see them?" Carol repeated her question.

"I'm going back." Daryl said, moving over to his motorcycle.

Duncan nodded his head to that. Courtney was still out there, he had to get her, "Right behind you."

"No." Rick told them.

"We can't just leave them." Daryl pointed out to which Duncan nodded in agreement.

"We don't even know if they're there." Lori stated.

"They're aren't isn't there. They aren't. " Rick shook his head, "They're somewhere else or they're dead. There's no way to find them."

"So we're not even gonna look for them?" DJ asked him.

"We gotta keep moving. There have been walkers crawling all over here." Rick declared in response.

"I say head east." T-Dog suggested.

"Stay off the main roads. The bigger the road,the more walkers, more asshole like this one." Daryl said as he picked up his crossbow. He loaded an arrow into it and fired it at the lone walker walking towards them, "I got him."

The arrow hit the walker right into it's head, taking it out immediately as it lifeless body collapsed on the ground. Rick told everyone to get into their vehicles as everone did what he told them to. They all got into their vehicles, forming a convoy of two motorcycles and four cars and one truck and drove off along the road, away from the highway.


Rick beeped the horn in his car, stopping the entire convoy after driving for what felt like forever. Everyone got out from their vehicles and started gathering around on the road.

Daryl looked at Rick, "You out?"

"Running on fumes." Rick explained.

"Same here." Alejandro said, coming out of the blue truck along with T-Dog and Heather.

"We'll have to make a run for some gas in the morning." Rick stated.

"Spend the night here?" Carol asked.

"We can go looking for a place where we can stay for the night." Chef suggested, "They can be one around here."

"I'm freezing." Carl said.

Lori rubbed her son chest, "We'll build a fire, yeah?"

"I and Daryl can gather some firewood." Duncan offered to which Daryl nodded, "Only got so many arrows. How you doing on ammo?"

Rick shook his head, "Not enough."

"We can't just sit here with our asses hanging out." Maggie stated.

"Watch your mouth." Hershel warned her, "Everyone stop panicking and listen to Rick."

"All right, we'll set up a perimeter. In the morning,we'll find gas and some supplies. We'll keep pushing on." Rick declared.

"I can take two or three people and make a run now." Harold offered, holding his shotgun in ready.

Ezekiel raised his hand, "I can be one of these two or three people."

Rick shook his head at the idea, "No, we stay together. God forbid something happens and people get stranded without a car."

"We're stranded now." Noah pointed out.

"I know it looks bad,we've all been through hell and worse,but at least we found each other." Rick began, his eyes on his group, "I wasn't sure-I really wasn't-but we did. We're together. We keep it that way. We'll find shelter somewhere. There's gotta be a place."

"Rick, look around. Okay? There's walkers everywhere. They're migrating or something." Glenn told him.

He didn't had to wait long for Rick to answer, "Just like Chef said, there's gotta be a place not just where we hole up, but that we fortify, hunker down, pull ourselves together,build a life for each other. I know it's out there. We just have to find it."

"Even if we do find a place and we think it's safe,we can never be sure. For how long? Look what happened with the farm. We fooled ourselves into thinking that that was safe." Izzy paused for a moment, debating with hershelf if she should bring it up or now. She sighed, deciding to say it, "I was only telling Owen that we were safe at the farm, and we all know what happened to him a few hours later."

"We won't make that mistake again." Hershel told her.

"We'll make camp tonight over there." Rick pointed at the nearby ruins, "Get on the road at the break of day."

"What if walkers come through,or another group like Randall's?" Bridgette asked.

"Speaking of Randall." Chef said, as everyone looked at him, "As you know, we found him. He had turned, but he wasn't bit."

Chris looked at his fellow host, confused, "How's that possible?"

"I don't know." Chef shook his head.

"Rick, what the hell happened?" Lori demanded.

"Shane killed Randall." Chef explained.

"Just like he always wanted to." Daryl added.

"And then the herd got him?" Gwen assumed.

"No." Duncan shook his head at her question, "We checked his body, there wasn't a single sight that one got him."

"It isn't the first time when we saw something like that." Harold added as Duncan nodded his head, confirming the nerd's words.

Leshawna looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"It was when I, Duncan, Rick, Shane and Tyler went to get Randall as far away from the farm as we could." Harold began, "I and Duncan came across a walker that didn't had any bites or scratches on it's body."

The words of Doctor Edwin Jenner appeared again in Rick's head. He knew that the moment where he'd have to tell that to his group was going to come sooner or later, and this was it. He sighed, bracing himself for the reaction he was going to get from everyone in his group, "We're all infected."

Just like he excepted, the entire group stared at him in shock and complete silence, which was broken by Cody, "What are you talking about?"

"At the CDC, Jenner told me. Whatever it is, we all carry it." Rick explained.

"Are you trying to say all of you are going to turn into walkers?" DJ asked, wanting to be sure if he didn't misheard it, "No matter how we die?"

Rick nodded his head in confirmation, "Yes."

"And you never said anything?" Carol asked him, angry with Rick's decision to keep it a secret

"Would it have made a difference?" Rick asked her in return.

"You knew this whole time?" Noah wanted to know, looking as angered by Rick's decision as Carol.

"How could I have known for sure? You saw how crazy that mo..." Rick tried to say but someone interrupted him.

Glenn cut him off, angrily, "That isn't your call. Okay, when I found out about the walkers in the barn, I told, for the good of everyone."

"Well, I thought it best that people didn't know." Rick told him.

He turned away from his group and started walking away from them as everyone just watched him go, before Lori stepped forward and started to follow her husband.

Gwen sighed, her mind still trying to process this information, "It all makes sense now."

"What makes sense?" Leshawna asked her friend.

"Now I understand why everything fell apart so quickly." The goth explained, "Why it spread so fast, and why the cities fell so quickly."

Rick stopped on the side on the road, away from his group and just watched the trees in front of him in complete silence when he heard his wife approach him from behind.

She wrapped his hands around him, placing a quick kiss on his shoulder, "I'm sure you had your reasons. Is there anything that..."

"I killed him." Rick interrupted her, causing his wife to let go off him in shock, "I killed Shane. He came at me. He killed Randall to get me into the woods. He planned it. I had no choice. I gave him every chance and he kept leading me further out. He pushed me, and I let him. And after awhile, I knew what he was doing, what he was up to. And I kept going. I didn't stop. I could have,but...I just wanted it over. Dogging me every step of the way. Acting like I stole you and Carl, like I was in the way. I just wanted it over. I wanted him dead..."

He paused for a second as Lori stood behind him in complete silence, not really knowing how to reply to his words. She could feel tears slowly coming into her eyes, but she could hold them, for now.

"He turned. That's how I knew Jenner was right." Her husband sighed, "Carl put him down."

Lori's eyes widened as she couldn't keep her tears for any longer and started crying. Her knees almost gave in as Rick turned to look at his wife. He reached his hand out to ger to grab her, but she backed away from him and started walking away from her husband.


Chris stared at the ruins in front of him, leaning against his truck. His mind was still going back to what happened on the farm and the people they had lost while fleeing from it. His thoughts were mostly about Owen, Tyler and Courtney. He still couldn't believe that they along with Lindsay were gone. He couldn't believe that they were dead.

He was aware that the people who watched his show would have hard time believing in it, but he cared about those kids, despise all of the things that he did to them on the set and learning the information that some of them didn't make it out of the farm was hard for him as much as for everyone else in the group.

The other thing that was on his mind was the revelation from Rick that they were all infected, and were going to turn into a walker no matter how they die. He didn't know what to think about Rick's decision. Keeping something like that away from them was not the thing to do, but on the other side, considering everything that had happened after the CDC, he could understand why Rick did what he did.

When his thoughts went back to Tyler, Lindsay, Owen and Courtney, a memory of a talk he had with them and the other constestants back when they were staying in their camp in Atlanta appeared his mind.

Flashback

It was another night in the camp that was formed by a group of people nearby Atlanta. A little over a week has passed since the bombing of the that city. Everyone related to Total Drama was gathered around a bonfire started by Chef. Owen sat on the ground, with Izzy sitting on his right and Noah sitting on his left. Tyler and Lindsay were by each other side, the latter resting her head against the jock's shoulder. Courtney sat next to Duncan, her slowly healing after their little accident in the forest.

DJ looked up at Bridgette who approached them and sat down next to him, "Hey, Bridge. How did it go?"

Bridgette sighed, shaking her head, "Still nothing. I can't contact none of them."

"Do you think they're safe?" Tyler asked.

"I hope so, Tyler." Bridgette nodded her head, "Maybe they found some shelter in a city similiar to Atlanta."

"As long as it wasn't bombed like Atlanta." Alejandro pointed out.

Bridgette nodded her head to that, 'Yeah."

"I hope they did found a safe place for them." Chris said, making everyone look at him, "I'm worried about them."

Duncan laughed, not believing in it, "You? Worried about us?"

"Worried about someone other than you?" Noah asked, having hard time believing in it just as much as any other contestants had.

"Yes." Chris nodded his head in confirmation, "I know that this may sound weird to you, but I am worried about them."

"Now that you're bringing this up, you know what has been on my mind for a while now?" Gwen asked Chris as he looked at her, "It's the way how you acted for the last week since they bombed Atlanta. You weren't the sadistic host we all knew from the two seasons of Total Drama anymore."

"I'm worried about Geoff, Trent, Eva, Katie, Sadie, Justin and Beth because I care about them. I care about every single one of you." Chris answered. All of the Total Drama contestants had their eyes on him while Chef remained silent, letting his fellow host speak, "If it wasn't for every single one of you I wouldn't have the life had before all of this happened. I actually have the photo I took of you on the very first day of the first season in my house on the cupboard where I put the photos of the people that are important to me. The only reason why I was sadistic and cruel towards you was for the ratings and views."

"What you're trying to tell us is that you're not as sadistic and psychotic, even after all of the things you did to us?" Heather asked him.

Chris gave her a bittersweet chuckle, "Heather. Some of you did some things on this that many people would consider questionable as well, and you're one of them."

Heather opened her mouth to answer to Chris' words, but quickly closed it.

"And Bridgette." Chris said as the said blonde titled her head, "Geoff started acting the way I did when he noticed that it gives better ratings and more views."

Bridgette only sighed in response, understanding Chris' point as the host continued, "I know that most of probably still hate me for all the things I did to you on the set, even after all of the things that happened for the last few months, and I can't blame for you for it, but I hope that you'll understand that I can be someone different than Chris that you all know from Total Drama."

"Hey, pretty boy." The host of Total Drama shook his head, taking his mind off his thoughts when he heard Chef approach and speak up to him, "How are you doing?"

Chris sighed, "I'm just thinking about everything that had happened last day."

"There was nothing we could do to save them, Chris" Chef said, placing his hand on Chris' shoulder to comfort his fellow host, "I too wish that there was something we could do to help Owen, Tyler and Courtney, but as I already said, there was nothing we could do to help them."

"I know. It's just weird to think about that we lost more people than just Lindsay. A few months ago we were all on our way to that plane, and now, four of us are dead." Chris nodded his head sadly with sigh, as Chef leaned against the truck, next to him, "What do you think about what Rick did? Not telling us about what Jenner told him back in the CDC?"

"I think he did the right thing, even though it may be a bit questionable." Chef answered, "So many things happened after we left CDC, like Sophia going missing or this entire situation with Randall and this would only make things worse. I'm sure that he'd tell us if things calmed down."

"I think the same." Chris nodded his head, finally making his mind about Rick's decision to keep that fact as a secret from them.

"He is a good leader. He knows how to keep this group safe." Chef stated, "He can count on my support in his decisions."

Chris nodded his head once again, and looked around the road, "It seems like we're back on the road."

"Yeah." Chef agreed, "That is why I came here to you. I have something that I want to give to you."

The co-host of Total Drama pulled out a rifle and held it out to Chris who took it from him. The host of the same show eyed the rifle, "Looks familiar."

"It was Dale's." Chef answered. He and Chris paused for a moment to exchange a saddened look at the mention of Dale, "I thought that you are going to need one more gun, instead of having Glock as your only gun, and I decided to give you a rifle with a scope, because you became a good shot."

Chris eyed Dale's rifle which now belonged to him for one more second before giving his fellow host a nod, "Thanks, Chef. I'll make sure to use it as best as I can."

Chef nodded his head at his fellow host in return, "I know you will."


Andrea and Courtney had no idea for how they were running away from the herd, but there was one thing that they were certain about. They were exhausted. They've been running and fighting the walkers for what felt like forever.

They were practically stumbling forward at this point, hearing a few walkers growling behind them. Andrea turned to look at the first walker and slammed her pistol against it's head. She slammed it one more time, causing the walker to fall down on the ground, and she slammed it a few more times, making a hole in it's head, out of which blood started pouring out.

Courtney panted as she grabbed one walker by it's shoulders and slammed it against a nearby tree. She slammed her pistol a few times against it's head, getting rid of it as Andrea pulled out a small knife and stabbed another walker right in it's head, taking out another undead chasing them. It was when another walker practically leaped itself towards her and Andrea didn't had a time to react as she was brought to the ground.

The CIT was about to help her out of this situation if it wasn't for another walker which attacked her as well, bringing her down to the ground as well. She and Andrea tried to fight off the walkers on top of them, but they couldn't. They were too exhaused after hours of running away from them, and as they stared fearfully at them, practically bracing themselves for death at this point.

Their fear turned into suprise and confusion when the heads of the walkers attacking them were sliced off by a cloaked figure. Andrea and Courtney watched how now lifeless corpses of the walkers collapsed on the ground before taking a good look at the person that just saved their lives. They could easily say that this person was a woman but neither of them could tell how she looked like because her entire face was covered by a cloak. What got their attention about this woman was the fact that there were two jawless and armless walkers tied into a chain behind her.

The unknown woman swung her katana to the left, some of the blood falling off her blade. She stepped towards Andrea and Courtney who shared a quick look with each other, having no idea what to think about this person...


Most of the group was gathered around the bonfire in the ruins, trying to stay warm, except for T-Dog and Alejandro who were staying on the watch right now.

"We're not safe with him, keeping something like that from us." Carol spoke up.

"Rick's done all right by me." Daryl stated.

"So do I." Chef said with a nod of his head, "I can understand why he did that and I respect that."

"You're his henchman, both of you and I'm a burden." Carol pointed out.

"I think we should take our chances." Maggie told Glenn.

"Don't be foolish." Hershel scolded her, "There's no food, no fuel, no ammo."

It was when the group heard a noise nearby, spooking them a bit.

"What was that?" Beth asked, growing worried.

"Could be anything." Daryl said as he stood up. Duncan followed him, "Could be a raccoon, could be a possum."

"Walker." Glenn added.

"Don't be stupid, Glenny." Duncan said, "Walkers make more noise."

"So it's a person." Bridgette stated, backing down a bit.

"We need to leave." Carol said, panicking again, "What are we waiting for?"

"Which way?" Ezekiel asked, standing up from his spot as Rick entered the ruins, joining his group.

"It came from over there." Maggie stated.

"Back from where we came." DJ added.

"The last thing we need is for everyone to be running off in the dark." Rick spoke up to his group, "We don't have the vehicles. No one's traveling on foot."

"I'm not sitting here. There's no way I'll be making my way through the herd into safety again." Gwen said, gripping her pistol.

Cody nodded his head in agreement, "We need to move, now."

"No one is going anywhere!" Rick declared.

"Do something!" Carol pleaded.

"I am doing something!" Rick snapped, "I'm keeping this group together, alive. I've been doing that all along, no matter what. I didn't ask for this. I killed my best friend for you people for Christ's sake!"

Everyone looked at Rick in shock after hearing this information from him. None of them were suspecting that Rick was the one who killed Shane. Rick continued to stare at everyone's shocked faces in front of him, feeling T-Dog and Alejandro giving him an angry looks from their spots on the watch after learning that he killed Shane.

Everyone had their eyes on Rick as he continued, making sure they heard all of it, "You saw what he was like, how he pushed me, how he compromised us, how he threatened us. He staged the whole Randall thing, led me out to put a bullet in my back. He gave me no choice. He was my friend, but he came after me."

Carl had begun sobbing in his mother arms as Daryl and Chef nodded their heads at Rick, feeling their respect growing for the leader of their group. Shane may have been Chef's friend but he understood why Rick had to do it. This entire situation with Randall breaking out from his prison now made perfect sense to him. Shane left Rick no choice. Chris nodded his head as well, having to kill someone to protect someone from the group as well, the only difference being that he didn't knew anything about the man that he killed.

"Maybe you people are better off without me." Rick continued, "Go ahead. I say there's a place for us,but maybe it's just another pipe dream. Maybe I'm fooling myself again. Why don't you go and find out yourself? Send me a postcard. Go on, there's the door. You can do better? Let's see how far you get."

He stopped speaking for a moment, when no one from the group stepped forward or said anything, he continued, "No takers? Fine. But get one thing straight, if you're staying, this isn't a democracy anymore."

He turned away from his group and walked into the darkness as the group was left in the ruins to process what he had just said.

There was one thing that all of them were sure about.

From now, things weren't going to be the same...


Ricktatorship has officialy begun!

We're finally done with season 2! Only 9 more seasons left to go! I'm looking forward to write season 3, I'm especially looking forward to the prison, Merle's return, Michonne, and the introduction of the Governor and Woodbury.

And I have a small question for you:

Who do you think is going to die from Total Drama in season 3?

Anyway, hope it wasn't that bad and see you in another chapter.