"That's a nice name." The mid-length blonde haired girl commented.

Jason coolly smiled at her comment and gently placed his hand on her head, "Thanks for the compliment, kid."

After Jason said that, his cold eyes narrowed in alert when he began hearing footsteps coming nearby, prompting him to quickly pulled out an M9 Berreta from his holster before he pushed Sophia behind him.

"Hey, kid, are you expecting someone else following you here other than Walkers?"

Sophia was a bit confused at the sudden question. She doesn't even know why he's so shaken up, "It could be Rick."

"Who is he?" Jason questioned as his grip tighten on the gun he's holding.

"He's the leader of a group I'm in. Don't worry. He's a nice person." Jason's nerves has calmed down a bit after Sophia said those words. Still, his grip tighten even more while his jaw clenched.

"So, there are more of you?" Jason's calm voice was a bit cold and firm this time. It spoke authority and superiority. It made Sophia felt like she was being interrogated.

"Yes." Sophia croaked out. Her meek and soft voice seemed forced. Inside, she was creeped out. She felt her fear rising up when she took a glance at Jason's cold blue eyes that seemed to have seen a lot of suffering and danger.

Jason quickly realized his mistake and his eyes softened a bit, "I'm sorry for that. But we have to be sure."

Sophia slowly shook her head and weakly smiled, "No, it's okay."

Now onto the matter at hand, Jason's blue eyes swiftly focused to his left. He was sure he heard movement there.

He knew it wasn't a walker because he couldn't smell any foulness nearby.

"I think it's best for you to hide." Jason ordered in a low voice while his eyes still focused on the incoming threat, not taking any chances, "It might be someone else. Someone bad. Go. Stay out of sight."

Sophia only nodded and went to a large bush, hiding herself.

OOO

A raven haired redneck who wears a black leather jacket that has printings of an angel wings on it's back was tracking the trail of a blonde girl named Sophia. A girl that is part of their group led by Rick Grimes. A county cop who is also the best friend of Shane Walsh who was their previous leader.

The raven haired redneck's name is Daryl Dixon. The brother of Merle Dixon who is described as an asshole by all the group except Daryl of course.

Daryl knew he was getting close. He can feel it. He turned his head around to look at Rick who was behind him.

Rick was wearing his county police uniform and he still had his precious hat on his head.

They were only two of them in the forest. At least, that's what they thought because a hidden pair of cold blue eyes eyes was watching them from nearby, waiting for the right moment to intercept.

Daryl kept his crossbow slung on his shoulder while his bowie knife was in it's sheath.

Rick had his revolver in his holster while he holds a meat cleaver as he follows Daryl.

He never expected what would happened next that will decide his fate.

Rick's eyes widened when he felt a sudden pain on his neck. It was so fast that he suddenly felt tired and sleepy.

A pair of strong arms kept him from falling to the hard ground and he was then pulled into a deep sleep.

Daryl kept focusing on the trail. He didn't noticed that his partner was already knocked out. But his senses have gone hay-wire. He felt danger when he no longer hear Rick's footsteps.

Feeling very suspicious and wary, his hands slowly reached into his knife before he turned around and faced the unknown threat.

It was a short black haired grown man wearing a black jacket, a plain blue shirt, and a dark cargo pants. And before Daryl could do anything, the man pointed a gun on him at point blank range, stopping any plan of attack in his mind.

Realizing his current situation, Daryl's eyes shifted to Rick who was lying on the ground unconscious.

"Drop everything what you have on the ground now." The man ordered with a calm voice that spoke superiority.

Daryl grit his teeth in anger before he did what the man said. He dropped every items he had. His beloved crossbow and his knife is about to be gone forever because of this one man.

The two was then surprised when a shout came from a certain blonde haired girl.

"Stop! They're my friends!" Sophia shouted.

Jason's eyes quickly shifted to Sophia and he slowly lowered his gun, finally realizing the two he beat up are part of a group she spoke about.

Taking the opportunity, Daryl charged at the man in front of him, engaging him in a hand to hand combat which resulted in Jason easily dodging a flurry of punches from his charging opponent. He knew his opponent couldn't match him in this area. Only a CIA asset or an individual that is on the same calibre as him could give him a run for his money. But for now, his opponent is about to be surprised for his next move.

While Sophie was protesting in their fight, Jason blocked a punch from the redneck with no effort before he quickly knocked him out with a single punch to the face.

Daryl's head spins at the punch before his consciousness was gone in an instant, falling face flat on the hard ground.