Hey guys! Second chapter is here, hope you like it. I am also planning on making the chapters longer. Don't forget to review!
-Ashley
You walk up the porch steps of the house and bang on the door, making sure no biters were near. Nothing. You quietly open the door, the house stunk of rotting corpses.
"Gross.", you say to yourself holding your nose.
You find the kitchen, its trashed. All the cupboards are open and empty, except for cans of green beans, peaches, and chicken noodle soup. You hop up on the counter and grab the cans, shoving them into your backpack. You walk upstairs and find a girls bedroom. Going through the drawers you find a couple pairs of t-shirts and pants. You take them, they seem like your size anyway.
You walk into the bathroom and find nonopen toothbrushes, toothpaste, deoderant, pain medications, lotion, and flu and cold medicine. Jackpot!
Your bacpack was full and a little heavy with all that stuff in it, though you couldn't find anything for your brother, only women and baby clothing.
Spotting an open window, you climb out of it and onto the roof. A little relaxing wouldn't bother no one. Your brother is still looking around and wouln't be back for awhile anyway.
Orange and red trees surrounded the area. It was the beginning of fall but it wasn't that cold yet. Not realizing, you drift off to sleep staring at the bright blue sky.
You jump awake, hearing yelling. You sit up and see a herd of walkers crowding around something. Wait... not a something, a someone! You jump up and grab the machete from your belt. You crawl off the roof but mess up your footing and fall off the roof onto the hard ground. Ouch! You twisted your ankle and pretty sure you sprained it. You get up and limp towards the herd. You stab the biters in the head and kill them in an instant. They fall to the ground, limp. You and the other person clear up the biters and are breathing heavy now. You glance up and see a boy, maybe around your age. He has brown hair that sort of flips up at the end and he wears a sheriff's hat.
"I could've done it myself you know.", the stranger says.
" Apparently not.", you chuckle, " I'm Crystal Rivers, what's your's?", you ask him.
He glares at you for a awhile," Carl Grimes.".
"Do you travel by yourself? Do you have a camp?", you ask curiosity goes through your mind, you have so many questions. You haven't seen anyone your age in forever.
"No, I have a group.", Carl responds.
"I just have my brother. We've been searching for a place to stay for a long time and we haven't gotten any luck.", you say. Suddenly your down on the ground and a sharp pain pierces you. You look down and see am arrow right through your leg where you sprained it. You grab your leg and tears roll down your cheeks.
"Damn it!", you hear a deep voice yell, getting closer.
"What was it?", you hear another voice.
"its not a walker! It's a girl!", you hear the deep voice again. A man runs towards you and holds your shoulders.
"You alright?", he asks looking down at your leg, "pretty messed up."
"No I'm not okay. I have an arrow through my damn leg where i sprained it!", you growl. You shut your mouth tightly, trying not to scream in pain.
"This might hurt a bit.", the deep voiced man says. You eye him, he has dark brown hair almost down to his shoulders, covering some of his face. He has a leather jacket and has a crossbow over his shoulder.
"You're goin' to be fine. Daryl's sorry, he thought you were a walker. I'm Rick, Carl's father. Do you have a group?", he asks looking at you with sympathy as if you were alone and scared.
"I'm Crystal Rivers, it's just me and my brother. We are trying to find a place to !", you shriek. Daryl had pulled the arrow out of your leg. You were bleeding heavily. They put a rag over your wound and told you to put pressure on it.
"You can come back with us, only if you answer these 3 questions.", Rick says. You nod at him.
"How many walkers have you killed?"
"Enough to keep me alive."
"How many people have you killed?"
"Three.", you say. All three looked at you in shock.
"Why?".
You hestitate, but answer not making any eye contact.
"They tried to do bad things to me."
You and your brother, and the other guys get in a van and drive down the road. You rest your head on Brent's shoulder. You pass a couple walkers, but not that much where it is a threat. About 30 minutes later you huys drive down a dirt road to see a giant prison, protected by fences and walls. Some people open the gates for you guys to drive through. All of you get out of the car and you and Brent are welcomed by many people.
Yeah! They just met the Carl, Rick, and Daryl. I wonder what's going to happen next?
-Ashley