Welcome back everyone to The hellish world we live in! Last time, there was a horrible car crash! But overall, the northern community was best concerning the immediate consequences. If you went to the fort, a huge horde of walkers would have appeared and you wouldn't have gotten James. But anyway, the story!

?'S POV

The car crashed through the woods, tearing through vegetation and hitting animals of the like. Then, the car got caught in a low hanging tree, stopping it. For a while, there was no movement from the people inside the car and I got worried, thinking the people might be dead. Then, the door was kicked open, following people of all kind streaming through the opening. I moved silently in the shadows, watching. Waiting. After all, they looked to be a tasty bunch.

Will's POV

I kicked down the car door, waving my hand in front of my face to clear up the smoke. I turned back to the car and grasped a hand, pulling it up. I tugged and felt it stuck, pulled harder to get the person out. Finally, it got dislodged. I looked at the disembodied arm.

It was Alvin's arm.

I noticed the shattered front of the car window and a blood trail that lead to a tree in front of the car. There, Alvin was slumped next to the tree, one arm. I ran to him and knelt by him, checking his pulse. Still alive. I looked him over again. He was in bad shape; he wasn't going to make it. He breathed in a ragged breath and opened his eyes. He looked at his disembodied arm and then back at me.

"I'm not going to make it huh Will?" I shook him.

"I'll make sure you make it Alvin!" He shook his head and I started to tear up.

"Tell… tell Rebecca I love her."

"I will Alvin." He smiled.

"Good… good Will, you're a good person." And with that, he closed his eyes for the last time. I just stared at him as his breathing started to falter and then died out. I stood up and then froze in place what I heard next.

"Will… is Mr. Alvin ok?" I looked over my shoulder to see Tess there. Shit. I knelt down to Tess's height.

"Mr. Alvin is in heaven now Tess."

"So… is Mr. Alvin gone?"

"Yes Tess, he's gone."

I looked over to the car to see people stumbling out. Then Rebecca came out.

"Alvin?" She called out. I came up to her and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Al-" She started but then noticed it was me.

"Will, where's Alvin?" She asked in a slightly worried tone. I told her what had happened. I then pointed to where Alvin was. Rebecca fell to her knees crying and all we could do was watch.

"Don't. Move." We all froze as we heard the click of a gun. A gun barrel pressed against my head. I could feel the man's breath going down my neck.

"Now… you're going to give us all of your supplies, weapons and whatever the hell we want or this kid is as good as dead." Then a gunshot rang out in my ears and I thought it was all over, I was dead. I felt… nothing. I turned and looked over my shoulder to see a bullet in the man's neck. He clutched his neck, trying to hold onto whatever life he had left. Eventually though, he fell to the ground, dead. I looked up to see an African American man with black cargo pants, black glasses, a green sweater, a hunting rifle in one hand and a knife in the other as well as a trimmed beard. He looked at us up and down and then nodded to someone behind him. Behind him came a girl around 12 years old, brown wavy hair, red sweat pants, a machete in one hand and green sport shoes. The man in dark glasses turned to us.

"Who are you?" He said in a low gravelly voice. He then turned his head to see Kenny pulling out a pistol from his back pocket.

"Put the gun down, I don't like killing people that don't need to be killed." Kenny looked at him, surprised he was caught. He slowly then lowed the gun down to the ground and put his hands up. The man snorted.

"Put the hands down, we don't bite. Unless you get me angry." Dully noted.

"Name's Rufus." Rufus cocked the rifle to the girl.

"And this is Meghan. Any one of you touches her and you're dead. I'll through you into a pit of walkers, make sure you're still alive and then let the virus take you over. Of course not before shooting you dozens of times in areas you didn't even know you have."

That's terrifying, don't cross the man.

"Follow me." He said, cocking his gun in one direction, telling us to follow him.