A.N.: I know, I know. My updating process is pitiful. I was getting at a very exciting point in my other fic that I wanted to do. It did require me to have to watch the season 3 finale, which will be good for the sake of this one.
They had everything prepared. They felt confident about everything, but they still had that one bit of fear that it wasn't going to work out. The Governor's soldiers were passing through.
They reached the tombs. Footsteps all throughout the tunnels. They had their flashlights. One wrong move and they would...
Daryl tossed a firecracker on the ground in the solders' direction. Quickly, he ran away. If they caught sight of him, that would be the end. The alarms were going off, they were firing their guns off at random. The walkers' moans were to quickly be silenced by the random shooting. They all ran outside. Glenn and Maggie were shooting at their feet to keep them away. Alas, the Governor and his soldiers hopped into their vehicles and drove away.
"We did it!" Maggie yelled in excitement.
"We did it," Glenn repeated.
The two went down to join the others, who had gathered below them.
Daryl had said he and Michonne would go to Woodbury together and leave Carol, Glenn, Carl, and Maggie alone.
Once they left, the others went inside and just sat around in silence. Night came, they slept. They didn't want to stay up all night worrying. Well when morning came, they came back with a bus. Woodbury residents exited the vehicle and entered the prison hesitantly. They had Tyreese and Sasha with them as well.
Michonne announced Andrea's death, and the others just looked down at the ground and sighed. They weren't close to her enough for them go cry over her.
They had about twenty new people with them now. Some were elderly, there was a baby, some kids. Some were around Carl's age.
The fact that they had multiple cells and multiple cell blocks made it easy to figure out the sleeping situation.
The Woodbury residents took cell block D. The others wanted more space for themselves. As selfish as that sounded.
The next week turned out very well. Nobody died, they went to get supplies without any complications, everyone was getting along fine.
The next month, however, they had gotten three new members. Unfortunately, they had lost one of the Woodbury residents, a woman named Linda, on a run. Maggie had decided they should start growing crops and Glenn had finally given her that ring he had gotten off of the walker.
The next five months or so, they had gotten thirteen new members, lost four, and they had began to look at Michonne like she was a leader. She seemed perfectly qualified. She had the wits, the practicality, she wasn't insane, she cared about the people. They hadn't officially declared her as the leader, but they looked up to her. Daryl would've taken the title, but he didn't like how it fit him. For him, the mere idea of being leader felt like wearing a very tight tuxedo.
The next six months had gone smoother than the rest. They had gone a couple days without anybody dying. The farming idea was going well. They had pigs, which they had to domesticate. They had horses. They weren't required, but they were nice to have around. Michonne had officially taken the title as the leader. She it fit her well.
Carol was beginning to act more as a mother figure for Carl. He didn't seem bothered by this. They both seemed to feel as if they were replacing Lori and Sophia with each other. Still, they had formed a bond that was good for the both of them.
The two had agreed that she should teach the children how to use knives. They couldn't risk anything bad happening to them if they got out somehow. Nobody else knew of this. They children were informed that they couldn't tell their patents.
"The rainstorm had ended and the gray mist and clouds had been swept away in the night by..." Carol had started reading the seventh chapter of The Secret Garden to the children. The parent that had stuck around left, leaving her to bring out the case of knives she had hidden. This had become a normal thing. The lessons were going to be beneficial for them. She didn't want what happened to Sophia to happen to them.
Michonne and Tyreese had taken a liking to each other. Of course, she knew getting in a relationship probably wasn't all too good of an idea. He didn't think about that. He thought, he liked her, she liked him. What the hell? She told him why perusing a relationship wouldn't be good. She told herself he was just a warm body for her bed, while he believed it was something special.
Sasha had proved herself to be a rather excellent sharp-shooter. She spent most of her days and night in the watchtower. In fact, she slept there most nights.
They all had something going for them. Good or bad. Problem was, the Governor was still out there.
A.N.: I am very disappointed in myself. It's been a whole week and I haven't updated till now. Thing is, because I killed off certain characters at certain times, I need to figure out alternate solutions. Everything pretty much is following along with the show right now. It will go like that for a while, but don't think I don't have ideas on what's going to happen later on. As for Tyreese and Michonne, they hooked up in the comics (that I have not read) and trust me. It's not for the hell of it. I know what I'm going to do with that. ALSO, try doing anything that requires your focus while listening to the Electric Light Orchestra. THAT is hard ass shit. All of my sense of focus is just thrown out of the window. I do have a short attention span, but Imma try not to talk about that. Anyways, I'll try to update SOONER and please review! (It's super motivation!)