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: I'm glad you liked it! The characters you mentioned might appear in this story sooner or later :)
Guest: Well, you'll find out how many of your guesses are correct as this story will progress :)
Guest: I don't have a TWDgame x TD crossover in plans. It was just a reference to my favourite story from 400 days :)
Geoff, Trent and Eva walked out of the cellblock and started heading towards Tyreese, Sasha, Allen and Ben who were standing in the yard, preparing themselves to leave. Heather, Alejandro and Oscar who were watching over Tyreese's group noticed Trent, Eva and Geoff walking over to the people that they arrived at the prison with and stepped away from them, deciding to give them a bit privacy because they already had an idea why they wanted to talk with them.
"Guys." Trent rubbed the back of his head, trying to form words in his mind as he and his friends stopped in front of Tyreese, Sasha, Ben and Allen, "I don't really know what to say to you."
"We're sorry is all we can say." Geoff spoke up, "I wish things have turned out better."
"Don't be sorry, any of you." Tyreese assured them, placing his hand on the party's animal shoulder to which Sasha nodded in agreement. Allen and Ben however, were clearly displeased by how things have turned out, but were remaining silent, "These guys here, they are your friends, your girlfriend. You haven't seen them since all of this started. I know that I would do the same if I was in your situation."
"So, we're cool?" Trent wanted to be sure, in a hopeful tone, "You're not angry at us?"
"We aren't." Sasha gave him an assuring nod, ignoring Allen and Ben scoffing behind them, "If I was in your position and Tyreese was in position of your friends, then I would surely do the same."
"Stay alive out there." Eva spoke up, shitfting her attention between Tyreese and Sasha, "Don't let those things get you."
"You too." Sasha told her in return
Tyreese gave Geoff a pat on his back, "Take care of your girlfriend, Geoff. Even though I barely had a chance to talk with her, I can see that she is a good person."
The party animal gave him a small nod and a smile, "Trust me, Ty. I will."
It was when Alejandro, Heather and Oscar approached them and Tyreese's group instantly knew what it meant. Tyreese and Sasha said their last goodbyes to Geoff, Trent and Eva, while Allen and Ben decided to stay silent, only giving them an angry looks. They all picked up their stuff and started heading towards the main gate.
Tyreese and his group took the lead as Heather, Alejandro and Oscar walked closely behind them. They stopped in front of the main gate as Alejandro pulled keys out of his pocket and opened it, allowing Tyreese's group to exit the area of the prison. Eva, Geoff and Trent watched from the distance how Tyreese, Sasha, Allen and Ben disappeared in the woods.
All of them turned their gaze away from the woods and started heading back to the cellblock. They passed by Rick who just came out of the cellblock to get some fresh air. The newcomers made sure to avoid his gaze, still feeling a bit creeped out about last night, even though their old friends assured them that it was first time when the leader of their group acted like that.
The sheriff deputy made his way over to the fence and pulled out his binoculars, beginning to look around his surroundings. He spotted Heather, Alejandro and Oscar standing in front of the main gate, Michonne checking the flipped over prison bus and a woman standing in front of T-Dog's, Sierra's, Lori's and Donna graves. A woman that was dressed in a pure white dress.
He stopped looking through his binoculars and placed it in his pocket. He pushed himself into a walk and started walking over to the graves of the people from his group. He made his way over to the woman who disappeared the moment he arrived at his destination. He let out one deep inhale after another as he started looking around himself, attempting to spot this woman again.
It didn't took him long to spot her again. He saw her standing between the fences. In front of the exact same spot where his group made hole when they arrived at the prison for the first time. The woman started walking along the path as Rick pushed himself into run, hoping to catch up to her before she'll disappear again.
About a minute had to pass before he made his way to the hole in the fence and opened it. He climbed through it and set his gaze on the woman who was now standing ona small wooden bridge above a creek right in front of the woods.
He placed his feet on the bridge and took one careful step after another. He stopped when he found himself standing in front of the woman which turned out to be his wife, Lori. She held her hand out to him and placed it on his cheek. Rick exhaled deeply as Lori placed her other hand on his other cheek and placed her forehead against his.
He was unaware that someone was watching him. Michonne watched the entire thing from where she stood with a weirded out expression forming on her facial features.
Daryl stared through the scope of his crossbow, leaning against a tree as he had no idea for how he and his brother were walking through the forest. His brother was standing a few meters behind him in front of a tree, relieving himself on it.
The younger Dixon eyed his surroundings, trying to spot anything eatible and spoke up to his brother, "There ain't nothing out here but mosquitoes and ants."
"Patience, little brother." Merle told him, "Sooner or later, a squirrel is bound to scurry across your path."
"Even so, that ain't much food." Daryl pointed out.
Merle shrugged, "More than nothing."
"I'd have better luck going through one of them houses we passed back on the turnoff." Daryl stated.
"Is that what your new friends taught you? Hmm?" Merle asked as he turned around to look at his little brother, zipping his pants, "How to loot for booty?"
Daryl rolled his eyes at his brothers question, "We've been at it for hours. Why don't we find a stream, try to look for some fish?"
"I think you're just trying to lead me back to the road, man." Merle stated, "Get me over to that prison."
"They got shelter." Daryl began, "Food. A pot to piss in. Might not be a bad idea."
"For you, maybe." Merle told him, "Ain't gonna be no damn party for me."
"Everyone will get used to each other." Daryl stated with a small shrug of his shoulders.
"They're all dead. Makes no difference." Merle stated in return.
"How can you be so sure?" Daryl wanted to know.
"Right about now he's probably hosting a housewarming party where's he gonna bury what's left of your pals." Merle answered as he gave his brother a quick pat on his shoulder, "Let's hook some fish."
Chris, Chef, Ezekiel, Glenn, DJ, Maggie, Gwen, Bridgette, Beth, Leshawna, Hershel, Duncan and Harold were gathered in the cellblock. The asian man was down on his knees, drawing something on the floor with white chalk while the others watched, waiting for him to finish.
The co-host of Total Drama pointed at one of the spots that Glenn drew as the asian man had finished his drawing. He lifted his gaze up to Chris and Ezekiel, "Now you said you found Tyreese's group here?"
"Yeah." Chris confirmed to which Ezekiel nodded in confirmation, "It was exactly in this spot."
Duncan crossed his arms, "We secured this place."
Glenn sighed, "There must be another breach."
"Gosh." Harold let out a sigh as well, "The whole front of the prison is unsecure. If walkers just strolled in, then it's gonna be cake for a group of armed men."
"And it's only one of our worries." Duncan pointed out as he looked at Harold, "We can't forget about the fact that Courtney and Andrea are with this guy."
"Why are we even so sure he's going to attack?" Beth asked, "Maybe you scared him off."
"We killed some of his goons when we were breaking out, Beth." Gwen explained, "He is not going to let us go after us. He doesn't seem like this type of a guy."
"You don't need to worry about the breach." Trent spoke up, causing everyone to look at him, Geoff and Eva as they joined the discussion, "We can take you straight to the place which we used to get here and patch it up."
"You let us stay here." Geoff added, "It's the least we can do for you right now, at least until this dude comes here."
Chef nodded as he turned to look at Chris, "Pretty boy, you will take Harold, Gwen and Leshawna with you and go with them. We need to get rid of this breach as fast as possible."
"Got it. We'll leave as soon as we can." Chris nodded his head, Harold, Gwen and Leshawna doing the same. They had to be ready, in case if the Governor will really come here, which he thought was quite likely.
"How about we'll hit him before he hits us." Glenn spoke up, earning everyone's attention, "He won't be expecting it. We'll sneak back in and put a bullet in his head. That woman knows where his apartament is. We'll take whoever we need for this mission and head out tonight."
"He didn't know you were coming last time and look what happened." Hershel began as Glenn looked at him, "You and Noah could barely walk. Daryl was captured. And you, Maggie, Gwen and Noah were almost executed."
Glenn came closer to Hershel, "You can't stop me."
"Rick would never allow this." Hershel stated.
"You really think he's in any position to make that choice?" Glenn asked him, recalling the last night events when Rick creeped out everyone by his shouting at nothing.
"Think this through clearly. T-Dog lost his life here. Lori and Sierra did too. The men that were here. It isn't worth any more killing." Hershel stated, "If he's really on his way, we should be out of here by now."
DJ sighed, "I would consider this option, but things have changed in our group since the last time when we lived on the road."
"We can put leaving as one of our options, but only when we'll be in a situation that we'll have no other choice and we'll know that running away will our best and only option." Chef stated.
Harold nodded in agreement, deciding to add his part, "We worked so hard to live in this place. We can't just run just because we came across some sort of danger."
"Exactly." Chef nodded his head at the nerd.
"All right." Hershel nodded, "We'll stay put. We're gonna defend this place. We're making a stand."
The Governor entered Milton's lab to see his close assiocate sitting on the chair. Milton couldn't hear him because he had an earbuds placed his ears, relaxing to some music after some stressful days. Philip made his way over to the glasses wearing man and pulled something out of his pocket. He threw it on the table, suprising and scaring Milton who jumped in his seat and quickly pulled the earbuds out of his ears.
"Alpha waves." Milton explained to what he was listening, turning the radio from which the alpha waves were coming from off, "I was trying to induce a meditative state." He stood up from his chair and came over to the other table, picking up a walkie-talkie "Your battery, it's over here."
The Governor sat down on Milton's chair, "You've been invaluable. Do you intend to stay?"
"Leaving's never crossed my mind." Milton assured him with a nod of his head.
"Good." The Governor smiled, "'Cause I count on you. And not just for your expertise. But I consider you a friend."
Milton nodded his head in response, "Me too."
"I counted on Merle too." Philip began as he stood up from Milton's seat, and walked over to the glasses wearing man, stopping in front of him, "I consider Jose a friend too. He's a good soldier. So is Martinez. They'd take a bullet if I needed them to. Would you?"
"I would." Milton gave him a shaky nod, "Yes."
"And Andrea, and Courtney, I'm not sure where their loyalties lie." The Governor stated, "I can see how their previous affiliation with Merle, no matter how contentious it was, could cause doubt. You keep tabs on both of them for me."
Milton's response was quick, "Of course."
This answer was enough for the Governor. He turned away from Milton and exited his lab. Jose waited for him outside. They exhanged a look and headed into the streets, "Did you and Martinez gathered the crew?"
Jose nodded in confirmation, "Yes."
"Who are we taking with us?" The Governor asked him another question.
"The usual." Jose explained, "With the addition of Terry."
"Terry?" Philip asked him, "Is he even ready to go out with us?"
"He wasn't a few days ago, but considering the losses in people we had over the past few days, we need him." Jose gave the Governor his reasons.
Andrea and Courtney walked through the streets of Woodbury, looking for a few certain people that they wanted to talk with. Neither of them has seen the Governor today and there were only a few people in Woodbury that might have know where he is. They started making their way over to the walls, intending to ask the people who were on the watch right now where two of these people were.
"Hey, Karen." The CIT called out to the black haired woman who looked down at them, "Where's Jose? And Martinez?"
Karen shook her head, "I don't know."
"Did you see either of them leave?" Andrea wanted to know.
"Yeah." Karen answered with a nod of her head.
"Were they with someone?" Andrea asked her another question. When Karen remained silent, she added, "Karen, it's okay. You can tell me."
"I don't know anything." Karen explained. Andrea and Courtney had no idea if she was telling them the truth or not.
Courtney looked over shoulder and saw Milton walking through the streets, "Andrea. There's Milton. He should know."
Andrea turned around and looked in the direction that Courtney was looking at and spotted Milton as well. She and the CIT pushed themselves into run towards him, "Milton! Hey, Milton!"
Milton turned around and saw Andrea and Courtney running towards him. He sighed and looked down at his watch as they stopped in front of him. He let out a "You startled me.", doing his best to sound as natural as he could.
"Milton, where is he?" Courtney asked him.
"Where's who?" Milton asked her in return.
"The Governor." Andrea answered as if it was the most obvious question she has ever heard.
"And Jose." Courtney added, "And Martinez."
"They're out on a run?" Milton answered in more of a asking manner.
The CIT titled her head, "Is that an answer or a question?"
"I'm not sure..." Milton answered with a small pause, "...Where any of them is. I mean, not whether it was a question or an answer. It was an answer."
"A run meaning what specifically?" Courtney wanted to know.
"Supplies would be a safe bet." Milton stated, giving them an uncertain nod of his head, "We were wiped out."
"Milton, I want you to give us a specific answer to a specific question." Andrea pointed out to which Courtney nodded her head in agreement, "Where's the Governor, and Jose and Martinez?"
"On a run?" Milton replied, once again sounding like he was asking them a question, instead of giving them an answer, "You know, I bet they'll be back soon. I'm sure they're okay, if that's what you're worried about."
The group started preparing the prison just in case if the Governor really striked bac. Geoff, Trent, Chris, Harold, Leshawna and Gwen headed into the hallways, intending to show everyone how they made their way into the prison, but another problem arose when they found out that the boiler room was infested with the undead. Carol, Duncan and Axel were busy reinforcering a fence in the yard. Chef pointed out that someone had to take care of it and all three of them volunteered to do this job.
"I hope nothing happens. Guns scare the bejesus out of me." Axel began, trying to start a conversation with them, "I robbed a gas station with a toy gun. Never even took it out of my pocket."
"You robbed a gas station with a toy gun?" Duncan asked, leaning against a fence, as Axel nodded in confirmation, "I found myself in the juvie for doing something worse than that."
"Now that you mentioned it." Carol spoke up,"You never actually told me what got you into the juvienille hall."
"If you only knew what they didn't catch me on doing." Duncan pointed out.
"Should I be afraid?" Carol asked him, in a more of a joking manner.
Duncan shrugged, "Does it matter?"
"Not really." Carol stated as she turned to look at Axel, "You said Oscar was the thief. That you were in here for pharmaceuticals."
"Well, I didn't want y'all to think I was a violent man." Axel explained his reasons, "If you follow me. The toy gun wasn't even the reason why I ended up here. The next day the cops found me at my brother's house. Still had the water pistol in my pocket. I swore up and down that that was the only weapon I had, but they said they didn't believe anyone could be so stupid and get away with it. So they turned my brother's house upside down and found his .38. Said it "matched the description." There you go. Armed robbery."
Carol exchanged a look with Duncan and laughed before asking, "You're all about the truth now?"
"I am." Axel nodded in confirmation as he looked down at his pistol, "Tell you the truth, I don't even know how to use this damn thing."
Carol took Axel's pistol and unloaded it, "It's fully loaded." She loaded it again, "Let's hope it stays that way."
"You're quite a lady." Axel stated to which Carol smiled while Duncan rolled his eyes.
More time passed and Daryl and Merle spend this entire time walking through the forest, taking step after step which was leading them towards nowhere and the younger Dixon knew that. He shook his head, trying not to think about his friends back in prison. Merle was his only family now, just like for most of his time. They went through so many things together and he knew that they were going to make through this too.
"Hmm." His older brother began, "Smells to me like the Sawhatchee Creek."
"We didn't go west enough." Daryl stated, "There's a river down there, it's got to be the Yellow Jacket."
"You have a stroke, boy?" Merle asked him, "We ain't never even come close to Yellow Jacket."
"We didn't go west. Just a little bit south." Daryl told Merle, "That's what I think."
Merle snorted, "Know what I think? I may have lost my hand, but you lost your sense of direction."
"Yeah." Daryl shrugged, "We'll see."
"What do you want to bet?" Merle asked.
Daryl shook his head, "I don't want to bet nothing. It's just a body of water. Why's everything got to be a competition with you?"
"Take it easy, little brother. Just trying to have a little fun here." Merle explained as something that sounded like a cry of a child rang through their ears, "No need to get your panties all in a bundle."
Daryl's gaze instantly went in the direction of the sound, "You heard that?"
Merle shrugged his shoulders to that, "Yeah, wild animals getting wild."
"It's a baby." Daryl stated.
"Oh, come on. Why don't you just piss in my ear and tell me it's raining, too? That there's the sound of a couple of coons making love, sweet love. Know what I mean?" Merle said, grinning at his own joke.
Daryl just gave him a besumed look and started walking in the direction of the sound, as someone started crying out something in spanish. Merle followed him and the two brothers found themselves staring at the bridge where a family was fighting off a group of the undead. Merle laughed at the view of a man standing on top of one of the cars as his younger brother walked past him and started making his way over to the bridge.
"What?" His older brother asked him, starting to follow him, "Hey, man, I ain't wasting my bullets on a couple of strangers that ain't never cooked me a meal or felicitated my piece. That's my policy. You'd be wise to adopt it, brother."
Daryl ignored him and proceeded make his way to the bridge as two men were fighting off an undead from the top of car. One of them fired his revolved, killing two of the walkers attacking him and his friend, but unfortunely his gun ran out of the bullets before he could take care of more of them. A walker lunged for him and grabbed his leg, attempting to bite it, but fortunely for the mexican man, a arrow came flying from the woods and landed right in the walkers brain, killing it for good.
They turned in the direction from which the arrow came from and saw Daryl who had made his way to the bridge and was already loading another arrow into his crossbow. He fired it the approaching walker, getting rid of it before pulling out his knife and placing it right in the brain of another approaching walker, getting rid of it as well.
"Come on, man. I'm trying to help you out!" He cried out to the two men as most of the undead on the bridge shifted their attention towards him.
The man with a revolver quickly reloaded his gun and started firing at every walker that caught his attention as Daryl spotted a walker laying on top of the front window of a car. He narrowed his eyes and saw a woman holding a crying few months old child in there. He fired another arrow from his crossbow right at the undead on the front window and killed it.
He pushed himself into run towards the car, knowing that he had to hurry if he wanted to help the woman in the car. He slammed the back of his crossbow on the walker and it's blood splattered all across the window, before moving over to the walker that was climbing through the trunk of the car, trying to reach the woman and the baby.
He grabbed the undead by it's legs and pulled it towards himself. Before the undead could get back to what it was doing, he grabbed the doors of a trunk and brought it down on the walkers head. The head exploded into pieces and fresh blood splattered all across the trunk and the ground. Daryl ignored the gruesome image in front of him and was about get away from the car, but a walker standing in his way prevented him from doind so.
"Daryl! I got ya!" Merle cried out to his brother and pulled out his revolver. He fired it and one bullet was enough to take the walker in his brothers way down, "Go!"
Daryl didn't waste any second and quickly ran over to his brother and to the two mexican men, pulling an arrow out of the walkers head in the process. He loaded it into his crossbow as the mexican man once again ran out of the bullets in his gun. He didn't have time to reload it because an undead was right in front of him, so he started slamming his empty revolver against the walker.
The younger Dixon didn't fail to notice this. He quickly got rid of a walker coming his way before placing his crossbow aside. He pulled out his knife and quickly ran over to the mexican man. He stabbed the undead the man was fighting off right in the brain and kicked the walker off the bridge. The water splattered as the undead's now lifeless corpse landed in the lake under the bridge.
Daryl and the mexican man he had just saved exchanged a look with each other, before the younger Dixon started making his towards his crossbow as Merle made his way over to the trunk of the car and opened it, revealing everything that the family had with them. He grinned, knowing that he and his brother were going to make a good use of this stuff.
The mexican man said something to him, clearly displeased by what Merle was doing, but neither of the Dixons could understand him. Merle aimed his revolver at him, shushing him, "Slow down, beaner. That ain't no way to say thank you."
"Let them go." Daryl told his brother.
"The least they can do is give us an enchilada or something, huh?" Merle stated, as he holstered his revolver, before reaching into the trunk. He started going through their stuff and gave the woman inside a quick look, "Easy does it, senorita. Everything's gonna be fine."
Daryl looked at the people that he and his brother had just saved before pressing his crossbow against's Merle's back, "Get out of the car."
Merle stopped what he was doing and looked over his shoulder at Daryl, "I know you're not talking to me, brother."
"Get in your car and get the hell out of here." Daryl glanced at the two mexican men, "Go! Get in your car!"
The two men did as they were told to and quickly got themselves into their car. One of them started up the vehicle as Merle closed the trunk and turned his gaze towards his brother who still had his crossbow aimed at him. The two brothers glared at each other as the family drove off out of their sight. Daryl lowered his crossbow and started walking towards the forest as his brother quickly followed him.
Merle was clearly displeased by what his brother had just done and he wasn't hesitant to voice his thoughts when they entered the forest again, "The shit you doing, pointing that thing at me?"
"They were scared, man." Daryl pointed out.
"They were rude is what they were." Merle pointed out in return, "Rude and they owed us a token of gratitude."
"They didn't owe us nothing." Daryl argued with him.
"You helping people out of the goodness of your heart?" Merle demanded to know, "Even though you might die doing it? Is that something your Sheriff Rick taught you?"
Daryl stopped walking and turned around to glare at his brother, "There was a baby!"
"Oh, otherwise you would have just left them to the biters, then?" Merle argued, returning Daryl's glare.
"Man, I went back for you. You weren't there!" Daryl snapped, "I didn't cut off your hand, neither. You did that. Way before they locked you up on that roof. You asked for it!"
Merle shook his head with a bittersweet laugh, "You know what's funny to me? You and Sheriff Rick are like this now. Right? I bet you a penny and a fiddle of gold that you never told him that we were planning on robbing that camp blind."
"It didn't happen." Daryl pointed out.
Merle crossed his arms, "Yeah, it didn't 'cause I wasn't there to help you."
"What, like when we were kids, huh?" Daryl wanted to know as he leaned a bit closer towards his brother, his glare not leaving his facial features, "Who left who then?"
"What?!" Merle snapped, "Is that why I lost my hand!?"
"You lost your hand 'cause you're a simpleminded piece of shit." Daryl shouted in response as he turned away from his brother and started walking away from him.
"Yeah. You don't know!..." Merle shouted as he grabbed Daryl's shirt and accidently ripped it off his back, revealing nasty scars all over it. Merle stopped what he was doing and set his gaze on the scars on his brothers back, "I didn't know he was..."
"Yeah, he did." Daryl cut him off, "He did the same to you. That's why you left first."
"I had to man. I would have killed him otherwise." Merle told him as Daryl started walking away from him, "Where are you going?"
Daryl stopped and turned around to look at him, "Back where I belong."
"I can't go with you." Merle told him, "I tried to kill that black bitch. Damn near killed, the goth, the sarcastic prick and that Chinese kid."
"He's Korean." Daryl corrected him.
"Whatever!" Merle shook his head, "Doesn't matter, man. I just can't go with you."
Daryl sighed, "You know, I may be the one walking away... but you're the one that's leaving, again."
Chef walked out of the cellblock, and the first thing he saw after coming outside was Glenn driving away. He adjusted his M16 which was over his shoulder and walked over to Hershel who was staring at someone in front of the fence, passing by, Noah and Cody who were in the middle of a game of chess with Eva, Izzy and Ezekiel watching them play. The game was definitely going to be a long one because both of them were skilled in this area and both of them only lost a few pieces at this point, even though they were playing for a while now.
"This is what is making this guy go crazy?" Eva asked as Ezekiel and Izzy were in the middle of a coversation about Rick's yesterday's behaviour, with their gazes set on Cody's and Noah's chess game.
Izzy nodded, " I think so."
"Eh, you should have seen how he reacted when he found out that she died." Ezekiel added.
"What was his wife like?" Eva asked them another question. She wanted to know at least a bit about the people with who she was going to be staying from now on.
"Lori?" Noah asked Eva who nodded her head in confirmation, "She was a bitch."
Cody who was about to move one of his chess pieces forward turned his away from the chess set and looked at the bookworm, "Noah..."
"What?" Noah asked, "She may have died but it doesn't change what I think about her."
"What did she do?" Eva asked Noah as Cody moved his chess piece forward, like he had intended a few seconds earlier.
Noah eyed the position where Cody placed his chess piece before continuing, "Find another pregnant woman who goes to look after her husband all by herself, without informing anyone where she is going, crashes her car in the middle of the road and later calls people who found her, those people being me, Izzy an Ezekiel bastards because we lied to her so we could convice her to come with us."
Eva shook her head, "No wonder you didn't like her. I would too."
"There's one good thing I can say about her, though." Noah stated, as he placed his hand on his chin, trying to figure out his next move, "But I'm sure you all know what I mean by that."
Chef approached Hershel who started making way towards the gate, "Where are you going?"
Hershel looked ahead of himself and Chef followed his gaze and saw Rick outside of the fences, walking back and forth, "To talk with him."
"I'll go with you." Chef told him as Hershel nodded his head to that.
They walked through the opened gate and started heading towards the leader of their group. It took them some time to get there, mostly because of Hershel having to use crutches to move around, but eventully, Chef and Hershel found themselves standing in front of the fence, staring at Rick who remained on the other side, not even noticing their presence.
"Soldier! Rick! Rick!" The co-host of Total Drama called out to the sheriff deputy as Rick stopped looking around himself and looked at them, "We need to talk with you."
Rick looked at Chef and Hershel and slowly started to approach them as the farmer added, "You know I wouldn't have hobbled all the way down here if it wasn't important. Are you coming back soon? Glenn's on a warpath. He is reckless."
"These people need you, Rick." Chef added, "More than ever."
"If you two are so worried about him." Rick began, "Either of you lead."
"What are you doing out here, anyway." Chef wanted to know, "We haven't seen you since early morning."
"I've...I've been..." Rick struggled to find the answer, "I've got... stuff out here."
"Stuff." Hershel nodded, "How much longer do you need?"
Rick shook his head, "I don't know."
"Is there anything I or Chef can you help with?" Hershel asked him.
"...I saw something." Rick declared, "I'm seeing Lori. Look, I know it's not really her. But there's got to be a reason. It's got to mean something, you know."
"Was it her on the phone?" Hershel asked him as Chef looked at the farmer in confusion. What phone?
"Yeah." Rick confirmed with a nod of his head, "Shane too. At the town. Oscar would be dead if it wasn't for Izzy."
"Did you see them, now?" Hershel asked Rick another question, to which the sheriff deputy shook his head, "I don't know. Something. There's an answer. I know it doesn't make sense. Well, it does. It can make sense. I mean, I think in time it will make sense."
Chef looked at him in concern, "Rick. Come on in. You need rest. It's not safe out here."
"I can't." Rick shook his head, turning away from them, beginning to walk away, "...I can't."
None of them had idea that they were being watched by Michonne. She was approached by Alejandro, Heather and Oscar who looked in the direction she was looking at and saw their leader walking away from Chef and Hershel.
In the yard, Noah and Cody continued their game with Izzy, Ezekiel and Eva watching them, Beth and Carl chatted with each other, Bridgette and DJ were taking care of Judith in the cellblok, and Axel approached Carol and Duncan, patting the short haired woman on the back.
"Hey." He greeted her and Duncan, to which Carol smiled, "Stress getting to your man Rick?"
"Can you blame him?" Carol asked him.
"No. Not at all." Axel shook his head, "In here I've seen plenty of dudes crack. But not me. I got on better on the inside. Things made more sense, you know? There were rules. Life was more simple."
"Funny." Duncan stated, "This was the reason why I tried to break out of the juvie."
Axel laughed, "For real?"
"Yeah. It was before I joined Total Drama." Duncan nodded in confirmation, "I was about to break out with three pals from the juvie of mine, Chad, Freddie and... Timothy. They didn't made it time to the place where we agreed to met so I had to escape all by myself, almost succeding."
"Have you seen them?" Axel asked him, "Those pals of yours since the dead started walking?"
Duncan was silent for a few seconds before responding, his encounter with Timothy going back to his mind, "No. I haven't. I haven't seen anyone from the juvie since this shit begun. I'm not looking forward to seeing most of them, anyway. Mal, especially."
"Mal?" Axel asked him another question, wanting to be sure if he didn't misheard it, "Sounds like a weird name to me."
"He'd break your teeth if he heard you say that." Duncan stated, "This guy was just something else. He'd get along with Tomas and Andrew pretty well."
"Damn." Axel shook his head, "I hope he's not out there, then."
Duncan nodded in agreement, "You and me both."
"Do you ever miss your brother?" Carol asked Axel.
"Hell, no." Axel shook his head at her question, "He had a real money problem."
"What kind of problem?" Carol wanted to know.
"He didn't lend any." Axel explained as he, Carol and Duncan laughed at his response, "One time that son of a bitch..."
It was when a shot rang completely out of nowhere and blood splattered all over Carol's face as Axel was shot right in the brain, killing him immediately. The former prisoner fell down like a ton of bricks right on top of Carol, bringing her down to the ground. Duncan's eyes snapped open in complete shock as he quickly ducked down and started making way to the nearest cover, to avoid getting shot as well.
Carl and Beth quickly got down as Noah and Cody quickly finished their game of chess and hid under a bleacher, which was followed by Izzy, Ezekiel and Eva getting down too. Rick quickly looked in the direction from which the shot came from as Michonne, Alejandro, Heather and Oscar all hid behind a rolled over prison bus. The dark skinned woman took a peek out of her cover and saw the Governor standing in front of the fence.
"It's him?" Alejandro wanted to know if it was the Governor to which Michonne in confirmation, "Is Jose with him?"
"Don't know." Michonne answered as she took a quick peek again and saw Jose, Shumpert and some other guy she hasn't seen before standing along with the Governor. This guy was Terry. Someone that Jose had picked for this earlier that day, "He's with him."
Alejandro readied his scoped machine rifle, "Mierda."
Rick's eyes snapped open when someone started firing at his positon. He quickly pushed himself into a run along the bridge under the creek as Martinez was firing at him from his position in the woods. The sheriff deputy leaped himself forward, jumping into safety as Hershel and Chef hid themselves in the grass, with the latter readying his M16.
The Governor proceeded to fire his AUG at Axel's lifeless corpse as Carol was using it as some sort of shield, protecting herself from any bullets fired at her by him. Duncan cursed himself mentally as he pulled out his Smith & Wesson, regretting leaving his machine rifle in his cell as he hid himself in the same spot as Izzy, Ezekiel, Eva, Noah and Cody did.
Izzy pulled out her pistol as looked in Carl's direction and saw him firing at one of the towers. She looked at the tower that Carl was firing at and saw one of the Governor's men standing on top of it, "There's one at the tower!"
"How did he get there?" Ezekiel asked.
"Not the time for this question, Zeke!" Cody pointed out, in a very nervous tone.
Michonne and Alejandro leaned out of their cover behind the prison bus and started returning fire as Jose and Terry switched their attention from the yard and looked at them. Jose aimed his M4A1 at their positon and started firing at them as Terry looked through the scope of his L1A1 SLR and returned fire as well. Heather and Oscar used the fact that Jose and Terry had their attention focused on Alejandro and Michonne and quickly made their way to the other side of the rolled over prison bus.
Oscar cocked his shotgun and leaned out of his cover, firing two rounds from it, as Heather readied her gun to do the same, but never had a chance to do as Terry quickly found their position and shifted his attention towards them, causing Oscar to hid back in his cover, leaving Jose to deal with Michonne and Alejandro.
Hershel crawled through the ground to safety as Chef stayed behind, intending to cover the farmer and give him as much time as he needed to get to safety. He placed his M16 on the ground and made sure that it was aimed at Martinez. He glared at him and pulled the trigger of his gun. His M16 fired, causing Martinez to back away a bit as Chef's bullets started hiting the trees and ground around him while Rick placed his M4A1 on the bridge and looked through the scope, assisting Chef in fighting Martinez off.
"Cover me!" Eva shouted to Izzy and Duncan, pulling out her own handgun, "I'll take care of the guy on the tower."
Duncan and Izzy nodded their heads and quickly leaned out of the covers, aiding Carl in fighting off the guy on the tower. Eva used this moment to leap herself out of her cover and to get herself closer to him. The guy on the tower focused his entire attention on Carl, Beth, Duncan and Izzy and didn't spot Eva coming closer to him. The jockeness she hid herself behind a wall, waiting for the right moment to take this guy down.
"Guys!" Maggie and DJ cried out at the same time as they ran out of the cellbock, carrying as many guns at they could. Bridgette stayed behind in the cellbock to take make sure that Judith was safe during all of this, "Take this!"
They didn't had to repeat themselves as everyone quickly reacted to their words. Duncan quickly took his machine rifle from Maggie as Izzy did the same with her shotgun. Noah, Ezekiel and Cody got themselves a pistol from DJ and got themselves ready to use this at any second. The brickhouse hid under the bleacher along with them, clutching his own pistol.
"Carol!" Duncan shouted to the short haired woman, instantly getting his machine rifle to use as he fired at the man at the tower, "Go! Now!"
Carol instantly did as the juvie told her to. She jumped back into her feet and started running over to them as Maggie, Duncan, Izzy and Carl provided her some cover fire. The guy on the tower proceeded to fire at them didn't spot Eva leaning out of her cover, with only one intention of killing him. The Iron Woman aimed her handgun at him and fired, hitting him right in the head. His body fell down, his lifeless eyes staring up at the sky.
She went back to her cover and send a quick nod towards Duncan and Izzy. They nodded back. More time passed and the two sides proceeded to exchange more bullets between each other. All of it suddenly stopped when they heard someone driving towards the prison. Rick's group stopped in confusion, having no idea whowas coming as the Governor's group stopped because they knew who was coming here and just waited for it to arrive.
Rick's group quickly got their answer to who it was when a truck came drove right through the main gate of the prison, bursting it open, causing the Governor to grin at the sight. The truck stopped right in the middle of the field. It was only a few seconds before the walkers started to depart from the back of the truck, beginning to walk around the field.
Chef's gaze quickly spotted the undead as he shifted his attention towards them, completely forgetting about Martinez. He quickly made his way to Hershel, to protect the eldery man from the undead while Rick aimed his M4A1 at the walkers heading towards Chef and Hershel. The sheriff deputy was about to fire at them, but his gun didn't fire a single bullet when he pulled the trigger because it ran out of the ammo, which was something he failed to notice until now. He quickly had to duck under the small wooden bridge as Martinez started firing at him, once again.
The two people that made sure that the truck filled with the undead was going to find itself here got out of their vehicle, both of them wearing heavy gear to avoid getting shot by anyone from Rick's group. They started running across the field towards the now opened gate as Michonne, Alejandro, Heather and Oscar tried to stop them, but in the end had to duck as the two men fired their Uzi's at them. The two men ran past them to safety, without even receiving a single wound from Rick's group.
The Governor watched how the walkers circled around the field before turning around when he heard some growling behind him. He turned around and saw a single walker heading towards him. The noise must have led it here. He fired his AUG at the undead, killing it. Philip smiled. Everything was going exactly as he planned.
Chef quickly reloaded his M16 and opened fire at the walkers which were heading towards him and Hershel as Rick pulled out his Python, no longer having ammo to his M4A1. He took a quick peek out of his cover to see that Martinez was gone. He turned his gaze away from that spot when he heard some grunting and growling behind him, to see a huge group of the undead heading his way.
The Governor opened the doors to the white pickup truck where Jose, Terry and Shumpert were already waiting for him and took a quick glance at the prison. He pulled the trigger of his AUG and moved his gun around, firing the bullets in the random directions until it ran out of the ammo. He lowered his AUG before getting himself into the truck.
Rick let out a deep breath as he started running away from the walkers which were led here by the sound of a gunfight between the two groups as the Governor started up the engine and started driving away from the prison along with his men, driving past Glenn who had just arrived back at the prison. The asian man stopped his vehicle and started at what happened when he was gone in shock before speeding through the destroyed gate.
Carl, Duncan, Izzy, Ezekiel, Noah, DJ, Beth, Carol, Maggie, Eva and Cody all made their way to the gate and opened it. Each one of them aimed their guns at the walkers on the field and opened fire, intending to get rid of the undead as fast as possible as Michonne, Oscar, Alejandro and Heather got themselves on their feet. Michonne unsheathed her katana and charged towards the undead along with Alejandro who had his tomahawk out in ready as Oscar and Heather didn't waste any second and started shooting at the walkers.
It was when Chris, Geoff, Trent, Harold, Leshawna and Gwen who for all this time were taking care of the problem of the breach rushed out of the cellblock, alarmed by the sound of a gunfight. They weren't the only ones. Bridgette came out shorty after them, intending to assist her group, knowing that Judith was safe inside of her cell.
"What the hell happened here?" Gwen asked as she stopped between Cody and Noah, even though the answer seemed quite obvious to her.
"It's the Governor." Noah explained, "Bastard attacked us, and killed Axel."
Chef stopped firing his M16 and lowered his gun as Glenn stopped the car next to him and Hershel. The asian man got himself out of the vehicle and rushed over to Hershel, wrapping his arms around him, intending to take the crippled eldery man away from the undead. Chef wrapped his arm around Hershel's other shoulder and helped to bring him into the car. With Hershel safe inside of the car, Glenn and Chef got themselves into the car and drove off before the walkers could get closer to any of them.
Rick screamed as a walker lunged for him. The walker pressed the sheriff deputy against the fence who tried to push it off himself, but things only got worse when another walker came and pressed itself against the walker that Rick was trying to push away. His eyes widened when an arrow landed right in the undead's forehead, killing it off.
Daryl and Merle had arrived just in time. Merle screamed as he charged towards another walker which Rick was having trouble with and stabbed it right through it's head with a metal rod, freeing Rick from the undead's grasp. Rick let out a deep breath as he looked at Daryl and send him a quick nod. Daryl nodded his head in return before Rick turned his gaze towards Merle who had a small grin on his face.
Rick and the Dixon brothers came over to the fence, and looked at the walker filled field in front of them, observing the damage done by the Governor's attack as more and more walkers started to enter the fields through the destroyed gate.
Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.