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Radiance

Chapter 13: Given Up

First POV (Tyler)

Following morning

I punched, kicked, chopped, and sliced the wood sticking out of the ground. I made sticks and put them in the ground. That's how I made my training course. I need to be ready for the trials later in the future. During practice, three concepts went through my mind: pain, sorrow, fear. I lost my family, having to go through the pain all alone. I lost Abigail, which filled me with sorrow. I turn into a demonic freak, which I fear. I lost control and swung my tomahawk at a random tree. I yelled as I sliced through the tree in a single move. The tree fell down in front of me as I breathed slowly before speaking.

"I'm taking back Detroit, no matter the cost." I started singing quietly, changing some of the lyrics.

From the top to the bottom

Bottom to top I stop

At the core I've forgotten

In the middle of my thoughts

Taken straight to my safety

The picture is there

The memory will escape me

But why should I care?

There's a place so dark you barely see the end

Skies cock back and shock that you can't defend

The rain now sends dripping / acidic questions

Forcefully, the power of persuasion

Then with the eyes shut / looking through the rust and rot

And dust / a small spot of light floods the floor

And pours over the rusted world of pretend

The eyes ease open and it's dark again

From the top to the bottom

Bottom to top I stop

At the core I've forgotten

In the middle of my thoughts

Taken straight to my safety

The picture is there

The memory will escape me

But why should I care?

In the memory you'll find me

Eyes burning up

The darkness holding me loosely

Now I will rise up

Moving all around / screaming of the ups and downs

Pollution manifested in perpetual sound

The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind

Street lamps, chain-link and concrete

A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats

On down the street till the wind is gone

The memory now is like the picture was then

When the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again

From the top to the bottom

Bottom to top I stop

At the core I've forgotten

In the middle of my thoughts

Taken straight to my safety

The picture is there

The memory will escape me

But why should I care?

In the memory you'll find me

Eyes burning up

The darkness holding me loosely

Now I will rise up

Now I got you caught in the act

I bring the thought back

I'm telling you that

I see it right through you

In the memory you'll find me

Eyes burning up

The darkness holding me loosely

Now I will rise up

I put my tomahawk and knife away. I grabbed the new strap for the guns and put it on. I strapped my bow to my back before putting the minigun in one strap and the blaster gun in the other. I grabbed my two pistols and placed them in the holsters attached to my belt. I looked down at myself before I spoke.

"The end starts now."


I apologize that it's another short chapter. But the next one will be much longer. I promise.

Determined to take back Detroit, Tyler takes the fight to the undead army. Will he survive the assault and be victorious OR will he be overwhelmed by the living dead, torn apart by teeth? It will be revealed next time in the final chapter of 'Radiance'.