I don't own Total Drama and The Walking Dead.

Sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.

Brendan: You'll find out very soon if your guesses are correct :)

Guest: Alejandro vs Jose might happen at some point of this story, but will it happen this soon? You'll find out :)


The saying that Gwen, Noah and Glenn were not having the time of their lives was the understamement of the century. Merle and Jose were doing everything they could to make them spill the beans about the location of their current camp, and for now none of their attempts worked. Glenn's and Noah's faces was covered with bruises and even blood was dripping from Noah's botton lip. Gwen wasn't looking as bad as they did, but still had a few bruises on her face.

"All three of you don't even know why you're here, do you? I didn't mean you no harm to any of you." Merle told them, dragging his knived hand along the table, "I lowered my gun but you raised yours. You an asshole out there. Just like you were on that rooftop back in Atlanta. What y'all did, leaving me up there? People wouldn't do that to an animal."

"Maybe they wouldn't leave you behind if you didn't actually act like one." Noah pointed out to the Dixon, glaring up at him, as Merle turned to look him and glared, "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I hurt Merle's Dixon little feelings?"

"We came back for you." Glenn added, trying to cover Noah's response.

"Ain't you thoughtful?" Merle stated, turning his attention back to the asian man as he send Jose a quick glance, "Right, amigo?"

Jose nodded in agreement, "Yup."

"We did. All of us." Glenn began, "Rick, Daryl, Chef, Duncan, Harold, T-Dog..."

"T-Dog." Merle nodded in acknowledgment, "Yeah, big old spear chucker. The one who I was pleading with. The one that dropped the key. Tell me where's that? I'm sure T-Dog would like to bury the hatchet, let bygones be bygones."

"He didn't make it." Gwen answered with a sigh as the memories of Andrew's attack flew through her head, "We lost him only a few days ago."

"Well, I hope he went slow." Merle stated as he leaned in a bit towards Glenn, "Yeah. How about the rest? Hm? How about my baby brother?"

"Or my little hermano?" Jose added, as he placed his hands on Noah's shoulder, causing the bookworm to look up at him and glare, "Are you planning to tell me if he's alive or not?"

Seeing that none of their prisoners responded, Merle said to Glenn, knowing what he should say next to make him talk, "No? Or maybe the farmer's daughter will help us out? Tell me something- when she's scared and she's holding you close and her trembling skin is close to you, her soft lips touching you, here, all over here and over here... huh. Feels good, don't it? I remember you. Yeah. You're the sneaky one. The one with nerve. You don't scare easy, do you? I like that." He placed his hand on Glenn's forehead and pressed his knived hand over his lips, "Now, I wanna know where my brother is."

Gwen's face twisted a bit when she saw how Merle placed his knife over Glenn's which Jose didn't fail to notice. He removed his hands from Noah's shoulder and reached into his right boot, pulling out a small knife. He always carried two knives with him. One on his pocket and one his boot. He always hid extra knife in his boot just in case if he'll end up needing an extra weapon at some point.

"Tell me, senorita." He told Gwen, looking at the goth, as he placed his knife on Noah's shoulder, close to the bookworm's neck, "Where is your camp? We want to know. Tell us."


Rick, Alejandro and Heather continued to stare at Michonne who grunted in pain and placed her hand on the gunshot which he recently got from Merle. The walker next to her turned it's gaze towards her as it seemed to spot that Michonne was not one of them. The dark skinned woman started backing away from it, reaching for her katana and more walkers started to notice her as well.

"Should we help her?" Alejandro asked, watching it along with the sheriff deputy and Heather as Michonne stabbed the first walker right through it's brain, getting rid of it instantly.

The leader of the group nodded his head and started making his way towards the main gate along with Alejandro and Heather as Michonne swung her sword at the approaching walker, cutting it's head off. She was about to swing her sword at another walker, but stopped out of he sudden as she could feel herself becoming more weaker, only seconds before she collapsed on the ground.

Her vision was blurry when two walkers started reaching out towards her stomach, intending to torn a hole in it, but fortunely for the dark skineed woman, Chris fired his rifle from the watch tower. He didn't miss a single shot as the two walkers fell on the ground, dead, while Rick, Alejandro and Heather made their way over to the main gate.

Rick opened the main gate, before pulling out his Python as Heather and Alejandro did the same with their pistols. They started clearing the area out of walkers as Chris assisted them from his position. Heather ran over to the basket with the baby formula that Michonne left in front of the fence when the undead noticed her and quickly picked it up.

She started walking towards the gate as Rick and Alejandro stopped in front of this woman that was unknown for them and knelt down, starting to search for any bites, finding only one gunshot.

"Was she bit?" Heather wanted to know.

"No." Rick shook his head, "Gunshot."

He and Alejandro lifted Michonne up from the ground, wrapping her arms around their shoulders and started taking her into the prison area on the other side of the fence as Heather closed the gate, making sure that the walkers weren't going to get in.

They took her straight to their living area in the cellblock and everyone who was outside with them at this moment followed them inside. Rick and Alejandro who were still carrying Michonne were the first ones to enter it.

"Carl, get a blanket." Rick told his son, "Beth, towels and water."

Carl nodded as he ran over to the container and pulled out a blanket, "Here?"

"She's not coming in the cellblocks." Rick answered as Carl placed a blanket over the floor, before his father and Alejandro gently placed Michonne on the floor. Bridgette ran over to them with some water and spilled some of it over Michonne's upper body as the sheriff deputy said to the dark skinned woman, "Look at me. We aren't gonna hurt you unless you try something stupid first, alright?"

"Guys?" Everyone turned to the source of the voice to see Daryl, Duncan, Harold and Izzy coming out of the cellbock into the room leading into it.

"What is going on?" Izzy asked, confused as her eyes caught the sight of the wounded black skinned woman on the floor.

Harold stared at the scene in front of him in confusion, "Who is she?

"You wanna tell us your name?" Rick asked Michonne, but received no answer from her, "You wanna tell us your name?"

"Y'all come on in here." Daryl declared.

Rick turned away from Michonne and looked at Daryl, Izzy, Duncan and Harold, "Everything alright?"

"Trust us." Duncan told him, "You're gonna want to see this."

"Go ahead. Cody, get the bag." Rick told his group as looked at them. Cody went over to get the bag as everyone started walking towards the cellblock. Rick looked down at Michonne as Cody walked past him, carrying the bag and the basket the stuff for the baby, "We'll keep this safe and sound. The doors are all locked. You'll be safe here and we can treat that."

"I didn't ask for your help." Michonne told him, coldly.

"Doesn't matter." Rick stated as he turned away from her and entered the cellblock, allowing Harold to shut the gate, "Can't let you leave."

"What do you want to show us?" Bridgette asked Daryl, Duncan, Izzy and Harold.

"Follow us." Daryl said, beginning to led the group across the cellblock along with Duncan, Izzy and Harold.

Rick and Chris walked in front of the group and were the first ones to see the thing that the four members of their group wanted to show them. It was Carol. The short haired woman sat up on the bunk bed and smiled at them.

"Thank, god." Rick said as he entered the cell, bringing Carol into a hug as Chris smiled, happy that at least one more member of the group made it out alive from Andrew's attack, "Thank, god."

DJ smiled as he turned to look at Duncan, asking his friend, "How?"

"We found her in one of the cells. She got lucky that Harold and Izzy found her knife when we were checking the hallways for any walkers." Duncan smiled in return, "Otherwise she'd still be out there."

Rick released Carol from the hug and the short haired's woman's eyes quickly caught the sight of smilling Bridgette who was holding the newborn baby. She looked at Rick again, smilling but her smile faded away when she realized that Lori was nowhere to be seen, instantly coming to a conclusion that the baby's mother didn't survive.


Sometime later, Rick, Daryl, Chris, Chef, Hershel and Bridgette walked out of the cellblock into the room where they were keeping Michonne who was sitting on one of the chairs. The sheriff deputy stopped in front of the dark skinned woman as Chef, Daryl and Chris stood next to him, holding their weapons in ready just in case if Michonne didn't had the best intentions while Hershel and Bridgette stood behind them, with the medical supplies.

"We can tend to that wound for you, give you a little food and water, send you on your way." Rick began, "But you're gonna have to tell us how you found us and why you were carrying formula."

"The supplies were dropped by a young asian guy, some guy who likes to use sarcasm, a pretty girl and a goth looking girl." Michonne explained.

Rick exchanged a look with his group, knowing that she was referring to Glenn, Noah, Gwen and Maggie as Bridgette asked her, sounding a bit worried, "What happened to them? Were they attacked?"

"They were taken." Michonne answered.

"Taken?" Hershel asked, wanting to be sure if he didn't misheard it, "By who?"

"By the same son of a bitch who shot me." Michonne replied.

"Hey, these are our people." Rick said as he placed his hand on Michonne's wound, putting some pressure on it, "You tell us what happened now."

Michonne stood up as Daryl, Chef, and Chris aimed their guns at her, "Don't you ever touch me again!"

"Better start talking or you'll have a much bigger problem than a gunshot wound." Daryl said to Michonne while pointing his crossbow at her.

"We are after a few tough days where we lost a few people from our group." Chef added, "Tell us where they were taken, because you don't want to see how much we care about our people."

"Find them yourself." Michonne told them.

"Put it down." Rick ordered Daryl, Chef and Chris who obeyed and lowered their guns, "You came here for a reason."

"There's a town." Michonne said, "Woodbury. Seventy five survivors. I think they were taken there."

"A whole town?" Rick asked her.

"It's run by this guy, calls himself the Governor." Michonne explained, "Pretty boy, charming, Jim Jones type."

"He got any soldiers?" Chef wanted to know.

"Pair of military wannabes." Michonne answered, "They have armed centries on every wall."

"You know a way in?" Rick asked her another question.

"Place is secure from walkers but we could slip our way through." Michonne replied.

"How'd you know how to get here?" Daryl wanted to know.

"They mentioned a prison, said which direction it was in, said it was a straight shot." Michonne explained.

Rick nodded his head as he pointed at Hershel and Bridgette, "This is Hershel and Bridgette. Hershel is the father of one the girls who were taken. They'll take care of that."


Gwen spit some blood on the floor as she stared at Noah and Glenn who were heavily breathing as they were in much worse state than they were Merle and Jose started interrogating them and the worst part about it was the fact that they still had no idea where Maggie was.

"I gotta hand it to all three of you. Lot tougher than I remembered. No surprise you lasted this long. Especially you, Noah, I thought you'll be one of the first ones to die along with your fat friend." Merle stated, "Shoot, I figured the way officer friendly abandoned people, he would've left you behind by now. But he didn't do that, did he? Hm? So tell me, where y'all been at?"

Glenn sighed, "It's just a matter of time before they come looking."

"We'll bake them a welcomin cake. I'm sure that Jose here would like to show off his baking skills to them." Merle said, sarcastically, "Would they like that? Ain't nobody coming."

Gwen glared at Merle and Jose, "They are, and when they will get here."

Jose cut her off, "They're gonna do nothing. Not if they wants all of four of you. Think we're in this by myself?"

"No. We're don't." Noah said, "We'd be idiots if we thought like that."

"You have a response for everything, don't you?" Jose asked Noah as he slapped the bookworm across his cheek, making Gwen and Glenn flinch a bit, "That's a shame you can't tell me where Al is."

"We've been on the road." Glenn declared, "Not hiding in some dungeon. Rick, Shane, Chef, Chris, Dale, Tyler, Jim, Andrea..."

Merle exchanged a look with Jose, "Really? Is that right?"


Bridgette was busy stitching up Michonne's wound as Hershel was watching over the surfer, making sure she was going to do everything right. Ezekiel and Carl stood on the other side of the room with their hands on their pistols just in case if Michonne tried anything.

"Am I doing everything right?" The surfer asked the farmer, a little nervous.

"Don't worry." Hershel assured her, "You're doing everything exactly the way you're suppose to."

"Okay." Bridgette nodded her head, "Just wanted to be sure."

Michonne stared at them for a few seconds, before saying, "Thank you."

In the meantime in the cellblock, the group was in the middle of a heated debate about the information they got from Michonne about Glenn, Gwen, Noah and Maggie and the fact that they were kidnapped to a place named Woodbury by some unknown man.

"How do you know we can trust her?" Oscar asked.

"I don't know, Oscar." Harold said, "But this is the only information our group has about them. We can't just ignore it."

"This is Maggie, Gwen, Noah and Glenn." Beth stepped forward, "Why are we even debating?"

"Don't worry, girlie, we ain't." Chef said, "Someone has to go to this Woodbury and get them. I'd like to be the first volunteer."

"This place sounds pretty secure." Rick stated, "You can't go alone."

"He won't." Daryl spoke up, "I'm going too."

Duncan nodded his head to that, "If the redneck here is going, then you can count me in too."

"I'm going with them." Izzy volunteered.

"I'm in." Oscar nodded his head.

"Uh, why not." Alejandro said as he stepped forward, "Room for one more?"

The group consisting of Rick, Daryl, Oscar, Michonne, Chef, Duncan, Izzy and Alejandro seemed to be enough to go on the rescue mission. The group headed outside and started preparing everything into the Hyundai and the car that Chef got from the gas station at the start of all of this.

"Hey, Chef." Alejandro said, coming over to the co-host of Total Drama who was about to place his shotgun in the trunk.

Chef turned to look him, "What?"

"Rick told me to give you this." Alejandro said, holding out an M16 that the group found while being on the road to him. They didn't use it that much because they kept it for the emergency situations, like this one, "You're one of the people that have the most experience with guns in our group."

Chef nodded his head as he took the M16 from Alejandro, "Thank you."

"What are you going to do with your shotgun now?" Alejandro asked him, adjusting a scoped machine rifle which he had slouched over his back a moment ago.

"I think I know what." Chef answered as he turned to look at Izzy who was having a conversation with Duncan who was wielding a Colt Model 933, which was another gun that the group found while being on the road, intending to use it well during this rescue mission, "Hey, crazy girl."

Izzy looked at the co-host of Total Drama, "Yes?"

Chef threw his shotgun over to the orange haired girl who caught it without any problem, "Use it well during our mission, soldier."

Izzy grinned and gave him a small salute with her free hand, "I will, Chef."

"Chris." Rick said to the host of Total Drama, as he approached him.

Chris looked at him in response, "Yes, Rick?"

"Kept this place safe along with Hershel while we'll be gone." Rick told him.

"You can count on it." Chris gave him an assuring nod, "Good luck on your mission. Bring all of them back."

Rick responded with a nod of his own as he came over to his son, wanting to have a talk with him before leaving, "Carl. What you did..."

Carl cut him off, already knowing that his father was going to say to him, "I had to."

"I know." Rick gave him a sad nod of his head, "I know and I'm sorry. No one should have to go through that."

"How long will you be gone?" Carl asked his father.

"If something happens, you help Chris and Harold to get everyone locked in the cells, you keep them all safe." Rick answered.

Carl nodded his head, "I will."

"I know. I know you will." Rick assured him, "Take care of your sister, alright?"

"Daryl's been calling her asskicker." Carl told his father.

"Asskicker?" Rick chuckled, "Has he now?"

"I've been thinking what should we really call her." Carl explained.

"What do you think?" Rick asked his son.

"You remember my third grade teacher?" Carl asked him in return, "Mrs Miellar?"

Rick nodded, "Of course."

"Her first name was Judith." Carl explained, "You think thats a good name?"

"I think that's a fine name." Rick smiled with a nod of his head, "Judith it is."

He patted his son on his shoulder and started walking towards the vehicles and with that, everyone said their final good lucks to all eight people who volunteered to go on this mission. They got themselves into their vehicles and drove off, with only one task in their minds. Bringing Glenn, Noah, Gwen and Maggie back to the prison, alive and safe.


Andrea and Courtney exchanged a look with each other as the Governor led them to one room. They were asked by the leader of the Woodbury to come with them because he wanted to show them something along with Milton. They could hear loud music coming from the room as he opened the doors and all three of them walked inside, to be greeted by the sight of Milton taking care of an eldery man, who was laying on the hospital bed.

Philip walked past them and approached the old man, "Hey. Mr Coleman? These two are Andrea and Courtney. Milton's gonna bring you up to speed." He turned to look at Milton, "See you at dinner. Thank you for this. You're doing us a great service."

He stepped away from the bed on which Mr. Coleman was laying on and walked out of them room as Andrea and Courtney slowly approached Milton, the latter asking him, "What are we going to do here?"

Milton turned look at them, "Can one of you queue up the song on the record?"

"Sure." Andrea nodded her head and did as she was told to, beginning to walk towards the record player.

"On my mark." Milton said as Andrea stopped in front of the record player and turned it of. He started ringing a singing bowl and instructed Andrea to turn the record player on again, and she listened to him, turning the music back on again, "My name is Milton Mamet. Please raise your right hand off the bed if you recognise any of the following statements to be true. Your name is Michael Coleman."

Mr. Coleman slowly raised his hand as Milton started writing something down in his notebook as Andrea approached Courtney, both of them watching this in confusion.

Milton continued as he started pulling out pictures of some people and showing them to the eldery man, "You're married to Betty Coleman. Your children were Michael Jr and Emily."

The eldery man once again raised his hand as Milton nodded his head, "Very good."


Glenn, Gwen and Noah were placed next to each other as they attempted to get free from the tape which was keeping them stuck to the chairs as Merle and Jose entered the room once again, bringing a walker with them

Merle held the walker in front of them as he declared, "Alrighty! I want you to imagine how I felt fighting my way off that roof. One hand losing blood, walkers chomping down at me, every step at the way."

"Last chance- where's your group?!" Jose asked them, but once again receive no answer, causing him to look at Merle "Alright. Suit yourself. You know what to do, amigo."

Merle started backing away from them along with Jose before letting go off the walker which instantly started heading towards their prisoners, "Go!"

They closed the doors as the walker made it's way towards the person who was the closest to him who unfortunely happened to be Noah. The bookworm knew he had to think fast if he wanted to survive this day and did the first thing that appeared in his mind. He kicked the walker, sending it away from him for a second, and unfortunely knocking himself down on the floor in the process.

He slowly got himself on his feet, his hands still tied up into a chair and glanced at Glenn and Gwen, "You better get free from it because I don't know for how long I'll be able to

Glenn and Gwen nodded their heads as returned to their attempts to get themselves free from the chairs as Noah made sure that the undead's attention was right on him. He started knocking various things down on the floor, as the undead got itself back on it's feet and lunged for the bookworm. He used one thing he spotted on the floor to lock himself away from the walker who proceeded to reach it's hands towards him.

It was when Glenn and Gwen came to his aid as they finally freed themselves from their chairs. The goth grabbed the undead by it's shoulder, taking it away from the bookworm before knocking it down on the floor, allowing Glenn to take care of the rest as the asian man made sure that this walker will no longer be a threat to any of them.


Milton and Courtney were seated next to Mr. Coleman as Andrea stood next to them and the eldery man. Milton turned his gaze away from the dying man and looked at the CIT and the blond haired woman, "After Mr Coleman passes, we'll restrain him. He'll reanimate. I'll ask the questions again, record his responses. I need you to end the subject's reanimated state."

Andrea nodded her head, "Alright."

"I've been trying to determine if memory and human consciousness exists after the subject has transformed but I had no baseline to work off of until now." Milton began to explain what they were doing here to them, "Prostate cancer. We didn't have the resources to treat him so he volunteered to be the test subject. He's been very cooperative. He's a remarkable man."

Courtney titled her head, "You're close?"

"We spend a lot of time together." Milton continued, "The song, the singing bowl, the questions- we've done that a few dozen times. These are queues that will hopefully trigger in his unconscious mind, even after he's died."

Andrea exchanged a look with Courtney, recalling that Hershel used to have similiar thoughts in regards of the undead before Shane opened the barn, but both of them knew that there was no unconscious mind. A certain scientist in the CDC explained everything that they had to know about the walkers to them while ago.

"There is no unconscious mind, Milton." The blond haired woman told him to which Courtney nodded in agreement, "When they turn, they become monsters. Whoever they once were is gone."

Milton looked sceptical about her words, "We'll see."

"You haven't seen this before, have you?" Courtney wanted to know, confusion in her voice was evident, "The transformation? How a human becames one of those things?"

Milton shook his head, "No."

"No one in your family?" Andrea asked him, her mind going back to what happened to her sister Amy.

"I'm an only child. Parents died when I was young." Milton explained.

"Weren't you with anyone when everything went down?" Courtney asked him another question.

"I telecommuted to work. I never really..." Milton was cut off when he heard Mr. Coleman let out one last sigh. He pressed his hand against his wrists, searching for a pulse, finding none. He moved his head a bit closer to the eldery man, finding out that he stopped breathing which meant only one thing. Mr. Coleman was dead. He nodded his head at Andrea and Courtney who started restraining the now dead man to the bed.


Merle and Jose took a small break from interrogating the Dixon's old friends, and made their way out of the building where they were keeping them. They came over to the Governor who was waiting for them outside, waiting for them to tell him the information they received from their prisoners. He wasn't alone, though. Martinez was waiting along with him.

"So." The leader of the Woodbury began, "They know Andrea and Courtney."

"They do." Jose answered with a nod of his head, "But they don't know she's here."

"But they do know your brothers." Philip stated.

"The asian guy, the other guy, and the goth girl do, but I don't know about the other girl." Merle explained, "I've never seen her before."

"Their people may come for them." The Governor stated.

"Maybe." Merle nodded his head to that, "They all say they went back for me."

"So what? They won't break?" Philip asked them, "Say where his people are?"

"They won't, for now. They are tougher than we excepted." Jose explained, "They even cut that walker down in a moment."

"What about the other the girl?" Philip asked them another question, "What did she say?"

"We were about to interrogate her." Jose replied to which Merle nodded in agreement, "At first we wanted to have a small session with Merle's old friends."

"I'll take care of it." The Governor said, before walking away from Merle and Jose along with Martinez.


Maggie had no idea for how long she was sitting alone restrained to a chair in the room when she heard someone enter the room. The Governor shut the door behind him and slowly approached the older Greene. He pulled out his knife when he stopped behind her and used it to cut the tape which was holding her hands together.

He stepped away from Maggie and came over to a chair in front of her, before sitting down on it, "We'll take you back to your people, explain this was all just a misunderstanding. You tell us where they are and we'll drive you there."

"I wanna talk to Glenn, Gwen and Noah." Maggie told him, crossing her arms.

"I can't allow that." Philip shook his head, "Your people are dangerous. Handcuffed my man to a roof, forced him to amputate his own hand."

Maggie shook her head and shrugged, "I don't know anything about that."

"You just tell us where they are and we'll bring them here. You'll be safe, I promise." The Governor told her, but got no answer from Maggie who remained silent and just stared at him, "No? Fine. Let's try something else. Stand up, please." When Maggie remained still on her seat, he leaned in a bit, ordering her a bit more intimidatingly, "Stand up."

Maggie noticed the change in his tone and slowly stood up from her seat, as the Governor ordered her, once again, in a blank cold tone, "Take off your shirt."

The older Greene instantly shook her head, "No."

"Take off your shirt or I'll bring Glenn's hand in here." Philip threatened her.

Magge had a horrified look on her and started shaking a bit as she slowly took off her shirt and threw it on the floor, leaving her only in her bra. The Governor nodded his head at her, telling her to continue. She removed her bra and covered her now bare chest. The Governor stood up from his chair and removed his belt as he walked over over. He stroked her hair, making her feel more uncomfortable than she already did, and then slammed her down against the table, stepping behind her

"Are you gonna talk?" He asked her.

"Do whatever you're gonna do and go to hell." Maggie told him in response, breathing heavily in fear.

The Governor backed away from her, as Maggie looked up at him, in the state of relief which was mixed with fear.


The rescue team of people who went to rescue Glenn, Gwen, Noah and Maggie from the Woodbury stopped their vehicles on the side of the road, and started preparing everything they needed to bring with them.

"They have patrols." Michonne declared, adjusting her katana, "We're better off on foot."

"How far?" Izzy asked her, placing her shotgun over her shoulder, "Night's coming."

"A mile." Michonne answered, "Maybe two."

"We better get going then." Chef said, slouching his new M16 over his shoulder.

They got everything they needed out of their vehicles and started heading through the forest, following Michonne who was walking in front of the group, as she leading them to the Woodbury. Izzy and Chef walked next to the dark skinned woman while Alejandro and Oscar walked in the back of the group, keeping an eye on their surroundings.

Duncan and Daryl walked together as Rick approached them, "I know what you did for me, for my baby while I was working things out. Thank you."

"Don't mention it. We couldn't let your baby die, man." Duncan told him.

Daryl nodded his head to that, "It's what we do."

It was when Alejandro spoke up as he walked behind them, "Amigos, I hear something."

Rick stopped for a second and heard growling which meant only one thing, "Down."

Everyone did as they were told to and went down. They quickly spotted a large group of the undead heading their way. Duncan shook his head at the view in front of him, "Oh, great."

"Everyone use your melee." Chef ordered, pulling his knife, "Don't waste your ammunition on them."

Everyone nodded and pulled out their melee weapons. Oscar slammed his hammer on the head of the approaching walker, knocking down before bringing his weapon down on it a few more times, completely destroying it's head as Izzy slammed the back of her shotgun against one of the undead before reaching her other hand for her hunting knife.

The orange haired girl placed it right in the brain of the walker as Duncan loaded an arrow into his bow and fired it at another walker, while Daryl did the same with his crossbow. Michonne swung her katana and sliced the head off the nearest walker while Alejandro placed his tomahawk right on top of the undead that lunged for him,

The young spanish shook his head, "There's too many of them."

Rick looked around and spotted an old cabin in the distance, "This way. In there. Come on."

They all quickly made their way into the cabin and Michonne who was the last one to come in shut the doors behind them and observed the undead, through the window, waiting for them to pass.

Duncan cringed at the smell inside of the cabin and covered his nose with his free hand, "Holy, shit. Do you guys smell that too?"

"The smell." Daryl cringed as everyone except for Michonne slowly started making their way in the direction of the stench.

"What the hell is that?" Oscar asked.

"I don't think I want to know, amigo." Alejandro said, as he gulped and held his breath, not wanting to feel this stench.

"My guess is on some kind of animal." Chef answered, shining his flashlight in the direction of the stench. They stopped when they spotted a dog which was dead for a while laying on the floor, "It's a dog."

"Guess Lassie went home." Daryl stated.

Izzy scanned her surrondings, trying to spot something else than a dog which was dead for a while. Something that her group could actually use back in the prison. A small grin formed on her lips when she spotted one thing laying on the side of the room. She came over to it and picked it up, eyeing to make sure it wasn't broken or anything like that.

"What's that?" Oscar asked her as he apparently followed her.

"JBL carbine Speargun." Izzy explained, "Zeke has been looking for one for a while now. It will help him to catch fishes for our group. It can be used as a melee weapon too."

Their attention was completely shifted when an unknown male voice cried out, "Who the hell are you?!"

They turned in the direction of the voice to see an old guy with a shotgun, who was clearly not pleased with the fact that they invaded his house. Rick held his hand in front of him, attempting to calm the man down, "We don't mean no harm."

"Get out of my house!" The unknown man ordered, not caring about the fact that the walkers were slamming their hands against the exit from his house.

"Sorry to bother you, sir." Chef tried to calm this man down as well as everyone aimed their weapons at him, "We'll go but we can't right now."

The unknown man shook his head, "Now or I'll call the cops!"

"I am a cop." Rick told him, lowering himself down to place his weapons on the floor, "I need you to lower the gun. Don't do anything rash. Everything is fine. Let's just take this nice and slow, okay?"

The unknown man cocked his shotgun, "Show me your badge!"

Rick was about to answer him but never got the chance to do so as Michonne had enough of this guy making too much noise and impaled him with her katana to shut him down, killing him instantly. His corpse collapsed on the floor as she stared coldly at everyone as Daryl came over to the doors and took a small peek to see more walkers approaching the cabin.

The redneck turned to his group, "Ready when you are."

Oscar shook his head, "You gotta be kidding me."

"He's already dead." Chef pointed out, "Check the back."

Oscar nodded and went over to the back of the house to check it as Rick and Chef lifted the now dead man from the floor as Daryl waited for them to give him a signal. The former prisoner returned a few seconds later, "It's clear."

"On three... one, two, three." RIck counted as Daryl opened the doors, allowing the sheriff deputy and the co-host of Total Drama to thrown the lifeless corpse of the owner of this cabin at the walkers who didn't waste anytime and immediately started feasting upon their new meal, ripping the body into shreds.

Daryl closed the doors as quickly as he opened it and all eight of them quickly made their way out of the cabin through the backdoors, passing by the undead who didn't even notice them as they were busy with their new meal.


Milton, Courtney and Andrea were still watching over the restrained Mr. Coleman, waiting for him to turn into the undead. The CIT and the blond haired woman still had seconds thoughts about this entire thing.

Courtney spotted that the eldery man started moving his head slowly, which meant only one thing, "It's happening."

Milton noticed it as well as he started ringing the singing bowl like he did, earlier, Andrea went over to the record player and turned the music on Milton spoke up to the zombified man, "My name is Milton Mamet. Please raise your right hand off the bed if you recognise any of the following statements to be true. Your name is Michael Coleman. You're married to Betty Coleman. Your children were Michael Jr and Emily."

Andrea and Courtney sighed, watching what was happening right in front of them, as the zombified Mr. Coleman moved his fingers a bit, which Milton didn't fail to notice, "Did you see that? He responded."

"The fingers moved." Andrea pointed out, shaking her head.

"It could be anything." Courtney added as she shook her head as well.

"He can't raise his hand. It's that angle." Milton stated, "I want to try again without the restraints."

Andrea shook her head, "No."

"It's too risky." Courtney stated.

"We have tethered his conscious." Milton stated in return, raising his voice a bit, "We have to try. I know what happens if the subject comes for us, that's what you're here for."

"As soon as you let go of the restrains, he'll try to kill you." Courtney pointed out.

Milton didn't listen to either of them as he removed Mr. Coleman's restrains who instantly lunged for him as Andrea reacted quickly to that and placed her knife right in the undead's head, taking care of the problem.

"You alright?" Courtney asked him.

Milton sighed, "Think I'd like to record my findings while they're fresh."


Glenn, Gwen and Noah paced back and forth across the room when they heard someone walking towards it. They raised their new weapons which happened to be chair legs in the air, ready to use it at any moment as the doors to the room where they were keeping them opened and Merle, Jose and Martinez entered it.

The older Dixon shook his head, "Uh uh."

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Jose added to which Merle nodded in agreement as he aimed his M4A1 at them.

Martinez aimed his gun at them as well, "Drop it."

The Governor was the next one to enter the room and terrified Maggie who still was completely topless and her arms were the only thing covering her breasts was with him, causing Glenn, Noah and Gwen to drop their weapons on the floor. He pulled out his pistol, "We're through with games. Now one of you is gonna give up your camp."

He let go off Maggie's shoulder and came a bit closer to Glenn, aiming his pistol at the asian man as Jose aimed his M4A1 at Noah and Martinez aimed his gun at Gwen. They all cocked their weapons, ready to fire them at any moment.

"...The prison." Maggie revealed the location of their camp to them, not wanting them to harm her boyfriend and her friends more than they already did.

"The one near Noonan?" Jose asked her as Maggie quickly nodded her head in confirmation.

"The place is overrun." Martinez pointed out.

"We took it." Maggie explained, now openly crying.

"How many are you?" Philip demanded to know, keeping his pistol aimed at Glenn's face.

"Twenty four." Maggie quickly replied. "Twenty four now."

"Twenty four cleared that whole prison of biters? Huh?" Philip asked as he laughed and lowered his pistol, placing it back in his holster. He walked back to Maggie, and rubbed her shoulder, "Hey, hey, sh. It's alright. It's alright. Sh. It's alright."

He shoved the older Greene towards Glenn who caught her and embraced her. Maggie started crying into his shoulder as Noah and Gwen glared at the Governor, feeling the urge of making sure that he will get the slowest death as possible.


The Governor, Merle, Jose, Milton and Martinez were gathered in the Governor's house, discussing about they situation that they have right now.

Philip paced back and forth across his house, "Ten people."

"That's deep in the red zone. There's no way that's..." Milton tried to say but was interrupted by the Governor.

"So she's lying? Cause if she's lying, it means that a pretty sizeable force is moving in our back yard. What if she's not?" He interrupted him as he turned to look at Merle and Jose, "This group with your brothers at it's core has done something you told me couldn't be done. They did it. Your brothers might be out there right now searching for you two. Blood is blood, right? Makes me wonder where your loyalties lie."

Merle gave him a firm nod, "Here"

"Here as well." Jose nodded his head without hesitation, "You saved my life and for that, I'm always with you."

"You three get a small group and stake out the prison." Philip ordered Jose, Merle and Martinez as he patted Merle's, then Jose's shoulder., "I want to know exactly what we're dealing with."

Martinez nodded his head, "Got it."

They were completely unaware that Rick, Chef, Michonne, Daryl, Duncan, Izzy, Oscar and Alejandro were already at the gates of the Woodbury, watching the guards standing on the walls from the distance, hidden behind an abandoned car, trying to figure out a way how to sneak in without allerting the guards.

They were here...

Now it was time to save their people...


Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.