Rick and his group were wondering for what felt like hours until they saw a prison. They knew it'd be a perfect place stay at. It had protection, possibly food and water, and it had shelter. With his wife pregnant and the group exceeding 10 people, it was the perfect place to stay at. Rick looked back at his group, "Alright, I want you all to stay quiet, okay? We don't know if there's anybody there," they nodded. They all slowly approached the barbed wire fence and Rick pulled out bolt cutters.
"Hurry up! There's walkers coming!" Glenn yelled at Rick.
"Alright, alright! Give me a second, hold them off," Rick was going as fast as he could snipping the pieces of the fence but there were just so many walkers.
"We can't hold them all off!" Daryl shouted.
They were about to get overrun by the walkers until a bullet ranged out. Everybody turned to see what dumbass shot a bullet? They were shocked to see a man decked out in red and black tactical gear with a mask. The walkers ignored the group of survivors and walked over to the man. Once they got close, he put away his pistol and unsheathed his swords on his back, "Hey! You guys don't gotta worry about me, just keep doing what you're doing!" and gave a thumbs up. Quickly the man charged at the walkers, driving his swords through their skulls. It only took him about 3 minutes to dispose of the walkers. He sheathed his swords and walked up to the group who were in shock over his display of power.
"So, whatchu guys up to? I mean, it's a beautiful day right now."
Glenn was the first to speak, "Howww, did you do that?"
He shrugged, "Dunno. I just used my swords, I guess."
Glenn slowly nodded with a dumbfounded look on his eyes. Rick finally finished cutting the fence and walked to the man, "Thank you, for helping us," and he stuck out his hand offering a handshake, "I'm Rick."
The man shook it, "I'm Wade, but just call me Deadpool."
Daryl scoffed, "What kind of lame-ass name is that," Deadpool looked over Rick's shoulder and squinted at Daryl and pointed at him, "Hey! Watch it Dumbledore."
Daryl walked over to Deadpool, "What'd you call me jack-ass?"
Deadpool put his hands up as if he was surrendering, "Hey now, I didn't mean to offend you Tarzan."
"Alright! Enough, both of you!" Rick shouted.
Deadpool put his arms down and scratched his head, "So Rick, you guys open for another person."
Rick thought for a second and nodded, "We are. Especially someone of your caliber," Deadpool clapped his hands.
Some people protested, saying they don't trust him but Rick waved them off.
"Enough talk, let's get a move on. Looks like there's a few walkers we gotta clear in the yard too."
Rick was the first one to go through the hole he made then he was followed by the rest of the group. Deadpool waited a few seconds before going through also, "Man, this place sure is big," Deadpool commented.
"It's a prison. Of course, it's gonna be big," Carol replied.
The first few walkers were easy to kill but as they ventured farther towards to the prison, they were starting to get overwhelmed.
Glenn looked towards Deadpool, "Hey man! You gonna help us," Deadpool was sitting down humming, "Yes, I will," he started, "ONCE! Dumbledore apologizes to me."
"You gotta be kidding us! You're still a little mad because Daryl made fun of your name?"
Deadpool nodded.
Rick looked pissed, "No one cares about your petty feud with Daryl right now! Get off your ass and help us!"
Deadpool sighed, "What if I said please?"
Daryl bit his tongue, "Damn it! Fine I'm sorry! Now help us dammit!"
Deadpool smiled under his mask and clapped, "Yay! Now we're on the same page," he quickly stood up pulled out two Desert Eagles, "Now we're gonna have some fun... hopefully," the group quickly began to retake control as Deadpool helped them. It took them no more than 6 minutes to clear out the entire courtyard. Once they finished Deadpool dropped his pistols in his holder.
"I'd say this calls for a treat!" Deadpool said.
