A/N: So I've decided to continue this. I don't know how long it will be but I intend on getting every major and minor character's voice into these drabbles. So now we're looking at Leon Basset, a very minor character (I even intend on going into the story of the Siggurds and how they came to decide to kill themselves.) This is a pretty ambitious idea, but I hope you all will stick with me as I do this. First part is: Atlanta Group, then Farm, then Woodbury, then Prison, then on the Road/Terminus, then Negan's group and all the other survivors in between on TWD.

Yes, each chapter focuses on one character alone. I hope you all enjoy it.

This is all in the present tense.

Drabble 4: Leon Basset: Fear

How the hell did it go to hell this fast?

One second, Rick Grimes, a man that he looked up to and respected, is shot and is in a coma.

All of them visited Rick in the hospital, including him. All of them practically begged Rick to wake up, but of course, that didn't happen.

He starts hearing rumors of people that go nuts and attack people, but he finds this to be insane and dismisses it.

Chief Lambert didn't seem to think so. He seemed to take it very seriously.

If he thought so, then it was an order to believe it.

There were a lot of riots in Atlanta, and people apparently start to...eat people? There is where his skepticism starts to rise higher and higher. Nonetheless, after one particularly gruesome case, Chief Lambert tells him to go investigate, so he does, alone.

He's afraid.

He doesn't want to go alone.

So that's where he finds himself, alone, walking down the alley.

He's scared, he's scared, he's scared.

Where are the people? Where are the cars?

Why is there not a single soul down here?

His heart's beating so fast, he feels like he might explode.

He's not Rick, the brave guy who fears nothing, or Shane, who is even more fearless and takes risks.

He is Leon, the guy who cowers and leaves the braver tasks to the smarter guys.

Leon is cowardly.

He chooses to go alone, and that's on him.

He wants to do something, one goddamned little measly thing, if it makes something better.

A noise, behind him.

He turns, instinctively drawing his gun for defense.

"Who's there?" He shouts.

No reply.

"I'm from the APD, I will shoot."

No response but a growl.

He looks ahead and sees a woman walking towards him, though she's walking at a strange pace and her hair is all matted and scraggly, her eyes are...strangely empty, and her teeth are awful and she smells bad. It's making him uncomfortable. Why doesn't she respond?

"Ma'am, stop right there!" He commands, feeling the fear escape in his tone.

The woman does not heed his command, and keeps going toward him.

Her mouth is covered in...blood?

What the actual heck.

"Ma'am, are you all right?"

The woman seems to look right through him as she walks, her arms extended towards him-can he even call this thing a woman?

He's shaking, he's scared.

But he can't be. He's a police officer, this thing cannot defeat him.

He fires.

It rips through the woman, but to his horror, the thing continues walking toward him, unfazed.

He shoots more bullets into the creature, but it continues to walk.

He turns to see one behind him just as it sinks its teeth into his shoulder.

Leon screams as fangs rip through his flesh.

How the hell can they do this? What the hell are they?

As he choked on his own blood, he watched the creatures walk past him, strangely uninterested.

"Where is Leon Basset?" Shane asked Lambert, looking concerned.

"He hasn't shown up for his shift. I'll send a man over to look for him." Lambert says.

"Are you here, sir?" A younger cop asks.

He found blood.

Concerned, he traced the blood, but found no sign of Leon Basset.

"Sir-"

He hears footsteps and turns in time to see Leon Bassett walking towards him, sunken eyes looking at nothing. The officer barely has time to react before he bites him, too.

In the end, Lambert decides that they cannot shoot him because he is still their friend and leaves him to wander the streets.

'He's just as hopeless in death as he was in life,' He thinks morosely.

Unbeknownst to Lambert, soon Rick Grimes would awaken and put Leon out of his misery, long after the police chief himself is dead.