Blue Kitsune: Hey I'm here yeah trying to keep up with the series though it's tough trying to pinpoint the episode and trying to mesh things up with Harley in the mix but doing what I can to make this story all well and good.
So, I'm sure you'll find the something from the Vatos scene mixed here but since the others arrived earlier and I pushed the date off before the Walker showed but Daryl and Merle were always on high alert if you know what I mean. If anyone has a complain, just let me know and please no flames I really don't need that kind of heat here!
Disclaimer: Blue Kitsune and Melrose437 does not own Walking Dead or Harry Potter other than the femHarry and the story behind this.
Chapter 06:
Encounter of the Strange but very Unusual,
Sacred Vows,
& Right into the Danger ZONE
It had been at least a few days since the campfire incident or as some like to refer as the 'Lori putting her foot in her big fat mouth'. When she wasn't listening in, few people took to shooting her dirty looks for it. Lori sure hadn't made too many friends even before Harley had showed up, this certainly wasn't changing their mind on what they thought of her as.
Everybody in camp saw her as she truly was: a complete and immoral bitch that couldn't help sticking her nose in anyone's business. She didn't have the urge to fix it even though she was the one in the wrong or come up with the audacity to admit it. She had such an inflated ego that many swore if it got any bigger she'd probably float off. Honestly no one would mind if she did and never came back to this area.
Honestly, the woman was an absolute menace that no one could stand being around her for more than a few minutes, not without feeling the urge to sock her in the face or tell her to fuck off. Though the Dixons didn't have any problems with telling her this.
While others shared that same assessment none were brave enough to confront her on account of Shane, Lori's personal bodyguard who was suspiciously always within hearing range. The Dixon could easily handle him and Harley wasn't one to sit back normally but she let it rest as she had her reasons for not hexing the stupid bint right on the spot.
Every time she saw her within sight, she had to stop herself and ignore the urge of taking the Elder wand to silently curse her. Her throat vibrating with the urge to spit fire, to remove the woman from existence it was very overpowering at times. She felt the itch to grow larger and stomp around in anger when she felt particularly childish.
She had also come up with a few other ideas and liked to imagine seeing how Lori would fare without any hair or growing warts in the most uncomfortable places imaginable. Those strong impulses were hard to contain, given the ongoing temptation to seek retribution for how she slandered her family's good name. But Harley manages to smother those thoughts down and told herself to get a grip before she really went through with these. It would do more harm than good and she didn't see the point in causing the cauldron to spill over when Lori already had and spill the whole mess onto herself.
No one could blame Harley for still being ticked off after Lori had struck a sensitive chord and insulted her mother in front of the entire group. She had no right to go and defamed someone's family like that and not even have the half decency to apologize for it.
That self-centered deluded cow was so stuck up in her ways that everyone could only look on with disbelief, wondering if she had a few screws loose inside that vapid head of hers. Even the mild-mannered Carol had a few choice words she would've liked to say to her face but not in front of small sensible ears to pick them up. Instead she chose to ignore her and stay around Harley a bit more bringing her daughter along as she refused to leave her near that woman's presence.
Rick had quickly seen the immediate fallout within the camp had tried to make amends as he was seen talking to Harley just outside the Marauder the day after the occurrence. He was telling her how sorry he was for what his wife did but Harley thought he shouldn't be the one apologizing highly doubting Lori would bring herself to especially if it was for her sake. A person like that would rather bury their head in the sand and deny that they were in the wrong.
She knew some people with similar characteristics in how they reacted when she tried to convince them of Voldemort's return. The ministry subsequent attempts to squander the truth by calling her cracked in the head and the people of the community believed every word spout from this propaganda.
Hmph shows what he and the rest of those puffed up peacocks knew...she thought that given their present circumstances, Lori would learn by now that you can't always get your way and eat your cake too. Someone should have taught her a bit of humility and served her a slice of humble pie when raising her but she highly doubts she'd accept so late in life it if it came from her mouth.
The woman was clearly not the Queen Bee she made herself out to be since a lot of folks were still dropping by to check on Harley and offering kind consolations to the young woman as they thought it was more than unfair what had been said.
The few she got to know before the campfire scene like Carol, Andrea, her sister Amy, Dale and a few others were among the first to come by her RV. She was surprised in how worried and concerned they were over her. They let her know she had their full on support, as no one could blame her for shooting off at Lori as she sometimes didn't seem to think before speaking. They were cordial to her because she had Shane siding with her on everything and didn't want to make a big fuss. Now, especially from what she did, they regarded her like she was something that had to scraped off the bottom of their shoe.
None of the women could stand the quote "She-bitch of hell" end quote (Amy's word much to her sister's annoyance though didn't disagree with her assessment). They all thought her whole shit-don't-stink perspective was grating on the nerves. Everyone was in agreement, she was a very temperamental and obnoxious woman when she let her mouth do all the talking.
"Sometimes I wish someone would teach her a lesson and make her see the world isn't hers to walk all over." Little did Andrea know that she would see it come to bear fruit as Lori had no idea just whom she crossed. What she set in motion with her carelessness was about to come and bite her in her ass.
No one would say out loud that she didn't have it coming to her as people throughout the grounds thought Karma had finally come in play. It seems Lori was suffering the worst case of bad luck they had ever seen. No one had any sympathy for her, not one bit. The insufferable woman did little to endear herself to others and this would probably not change.
The survivors could all tell little stories of incidents that happened to the vain woman. Like the other day, she woke drenched. When asked Lori deduced that during the night when it was raining, she left her tent door unzipped and a bunch of rainwater filled her side of the tent. Her husband and son's was bone dry but hers had been flooded, everything was wet including her ruined supply of personal make up she was proud to have held on in a misplaced sense of superiority.
Another occasion of misfortune was how she found her underwear had been left sitting on some poison ivy and spent a few hours scratching at herself something fierce. Amidst hidden chuckles Lori wounding up sitting uncomfortably throughout that day trying not to reach in there to calm that itchiness by irritating the skin any further.
No one could deny that they found this entirely amusing and professed this was poetic justice, causing a few to think that maybe someone up there also had enough of her prissy attitude and wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine in the process. The gals over by the quarry sure loved to gossip about that whenever they saw her and couldn't help sniggering as soon as she was out of earshot.
There was not one ounce of sympathy for Lori, everyone figured she would be learning the hard way that you can't always get what you want by being a bitch. It would take something short of a miracle to make her change her tune though seeing her bout of unfortunate luck was something to look forward to.
Merle definitely thought so as he certainly found it hilarious when he and his brother came back from hunting yesterday. They found Lori had been carrying her clean clothes and accidentally tripped over a rock and fell on her face and dropping them in the mud which meant she had to go and start the wash all over again. Course then she somehow manage to get her blouse snagged on a low hanging branch and tore the fabric, ruining her top altogether. They could hear her throwing a bitch tantrum even from their spot but no one was offering her any comfort.
"And they say there's no justice for the wicked." Merle bemusingly shoots at Daryl when they see her looking extremely ticked while also trying to hold onto her shredded shirt failing to ignore the gawking of some of the males at camp. He had to agree as he joins his brother in chuckling before heading over for their tent, they weren't interested in the woman to bother looking on.
Harley didn't see this as being a sheer coincidence when this started happening just out of the blue. She wasn't certain whether she should be giddy or worried in realizing that she once again did accidental magic. In truth she really didn't give two hoots about it, Lori had it coming and someone should have restrained and quashed her attitude a long time ago.
Maybe it would be helpful to teach her that one had to be respectful and cordial to those around you, not think your better than everyone else. The world doesn't always revolve around you. As one would say 'you reap what you sow…' were lessons Harley thought should be introduced to the sheriff's wife.
Thankfully the curse didn't extend to the others she was in close quarters with as she would've felt guilty if Rick or Carl had gotten caught by this bad juju of hers. Don't get her wrong, Rick was sorta alright though he did seems majorly cowed by Lori. She wonders how long before the man had enough and do something than beat around the bush about it.
Then there was Carl, now that brought a smile to her face. It wasn't until the smallest of the Grimes family had shown up to check on her that Harley mellowed out. She remembered the day fondly;
Harley was spending time on the edge of the camp clearing. Coincidentally it was the one where the Marauder hid her from view of the whole camp. She had been staying away from everyone these last few days to cool off from the tense surroundings between Lori and her. She was gathering some herbs, tree sap and some bark for her stock of "herbal remedies". These held healing properties and would be most useful once ground and powdered and set for storage. She could hear people going about, doing their chores and wished the Dixons hadn't left to go hunt this morning so she could have company.
Now a days it seemed the brothers liked to keep an eye on her and found themselves talking or just enjoying some silence together while they each had their own things to do. Daryl was a good listener and Merle with his ongoing wisecracks did make her laugh even if she thought he was corny as Kansas.
She was brought out of her thoughts by the sounds of footsteps coming her way. It was probably just another person coming to check on her. Everyone seem to be doing it at least once since the other night but she was pleasantly surprised at who she saw coming around the back of her home. It was Carl and he was looking a bit glum, she wondered if something was the matter with him. He soon found her and stopped, he seemed unsure on how she would react.
"Hi Carl, how are you?" She asked smiling to break the ice. She didn't mind the boy or his father, his mother on the other hand she would do without ever talking to her for a bit. Rick she could understand that he worried over his family like Arthur Weasley and Lori was similar to Molly but too much of a bitch to show any consideration to others. Molly would never have said those things to her face and if she were here she'd had probably hexed the woman herself for what she dared say to the surrogate daughter she was.
"Miss Black…." He mumbled looking at his shoes finding them more interesting than turning his eyes on her. He expelled enough nervous energy that even the narcissistic Flophart Aka Gilderoy Lockhart would clue in to his state of being.
"Now now what did I say about calling me that, it's Harley for you." She teased and got a little smile out of him which he quickly lost as he looked up and tried to be serious with her.
"Harley I want to say sorry about mom, she wasn't right to say that." He said with a grimace. "She's my mom and I love her but she's been different with dad and me." he said sadly. He looked lost standing there, eyes unfocused as he whispered the rest.
"She's been leaving me alone a lot and she treats me like a kid, i don't like it" he finished with his eyes closed. His arms hugging himself as if this was the only thing he could do around his crumbling world. This Zombie apocalypse was hard to adjust for everyone.
"Aww hun.. Don't apologize for her it's not your fault." Harley whispered back as she gathered him in her arms and held him close. "Sometimes adults do things that don't make sense." She said while rubbing his back to comfort him.
"Your mom might be busy but if you ever need anything i'm here if you need a friend alright." She said making him look at her from inside her arms. "Now how about you help me pick out some herbs for tonight's supper and tell me a bit about yourself." She said with a grin.
This seems to perk his spirit as he helps her forage for them and talking about some of the things he likes and dislike. Harley found herself enjoying his company and thinking that Carl was nice and knew his folks weren't easy as his dad was a cop and his mom, well she just seem to be the typical housewife who wanted everything her way.
Carl was a growing boy, almost thirteen and should be treated with more respect and allowed liberties to do what he wants to a degree. Although Lori seems to believe the opposite and treats him as if he was made of glass. She could understand her concern but the fact that she was doing those things that were smothering did more harm than good in her book. She wasn't his mother but she could at least be a friend or something close to a sister for him.
This little meeting had set things in motion, when ever he could Carl would find time to come and see her without his mom noticing sometimes alone and others with Sophia in tow. The kids loved to learn anything they could since Harley made the lessons interesting and made the time go by much faster for them. Other times Carl would swing by to play with the pups, mostly Prongslet and Hedwig whom he deemed the 'coolest' owl ever. 'Another stray owlet collected it seems' Harley chuckled finding that amusing and Hedwig tends to flutter over to give the boy a headbutt as a sign of affection.
Those moments were often filled with quiet comfort and small open conversations. Carl needed someone to talk about what's going on in his mind and Harley was there to give him that kind of support. She had no problem with him hanging around and honestly wouldn't refuse his company as she always made time for him and Sophia to drop by the Marauder.
She spends as much time between with the kids and the other adults in the little settlement. One of them in particular, was an older sober woman by the name Jacqui who understood how a difficult kind of hardship growing up in a less accommodating environment could affect someone as she lost her family through tragic events.
"My daddy died in a car crash when I was ten, our mama blessed as she was. Never was able to overcome the grief my daddy's leaving had on her. But she did her best to take care of us all by herself. When she was gone, I was left to raise my brothers all by myself. They were both so young and we didn't have anyone to rely on, other than being in the foster system. It still really hit us hard, that I sometimes wished it hadn't but I kept telling myself I had to stay strong for the sake of Jeb and Toby." Jacqui confides in her when the discussion of family came up and the woman shared her own past heavy with lost and struggles.
Harley nodded thinking that it must've been rough for her and was thankful her friend somehow managed to get through it while taking care of her other two remaining relatives. Jacqui was the only one of her lot here, she guessed that they hadn't been as fortunate as their sister. She didn't push for further information as no one wants to talk about how they came here unless they really wanted to.
Everyone in this camp had lost someone, whether it was before or after this whole mess happened. People managed to consoled one another, gathering together to survive this purge and letting each other see they were not alone in this dark times. The camp still showed their individual groupings sometimes but Harley thought they might gather together if a crisis came up to challenge them. United they stand built and maintain a strong front instead of being divided and left to their own devices when they could prevent the loss of anymore lives. Shane's leadership skills was at times diverse as he seem to be not be focused much on the group's needs and even a few were questioning his judgement on how things should be ran, especially when he let's Lori take control in areas she hadn't a clue about.
Those two really needed to get their priority straight because if no one else was stepping up to the plate then she might have to get involved. She would do everything in her power to keep this ship from sinking. She wouldn't allow any more of their members dwindle down as their global number was on the verge of joining endangered species or worse case extinction if someone didn't do something about it.
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Today she spent time thinking she kind of wished she hadn't gone and blurted out how her parents died in such a manner. Yet Lori insinuating her mother was any of those things was just a step too far and struck a still raw nerve within. Harley bites the inside of her cheek remembering the moment at the forefront of her mind, she could almost make out the taste of blood inside her mouth from her chewing on her cheek as she rumminated over the incident.
She couldn't help thinking about that wretched woman who dared to speak ill about her parents and Harley couldn't stand for the disrespect in any way. She knew people called her a force to be reckoned with when she was angered or put her mind to doing something. if anyone from her past was around to see the look in her eyes at this moment, they would be sure to steer clear of her on her current warpath.
Lori had no right to go and say such to her face! She grew up barely remembering her parents in any way, all she was told by her aunt was that they were lazy drunks with low morals. Until the truth came to light on her first journey to Diagon Alley and learn they were not the kind of people she imagined but still wished to hear more although it had been mostly the same thing with every person 'you look like your father with your mother's eyes'.
The only time she could access a real memory of her parents was when those Dementors came in her third year, bringing up those awful faded and disturbing memories from deep within her psyche. She would never be able to forget hearing her father's last words to her mother, telling them to run before the evil monster killed him and then her mother pleading for him not to harm her baby.
She had no idea how it was possible she'd survived, she still tried to understand how her mother's sacrifice somehow saved her and in turn destroyed Voldemort that first time. It must've been very a powerful enchantment to force his body to be annihilated yet his spirit still alive to escape death's grip. Left to wander for some time until his first attempt a resurrection in her first year..
Dumbledore believed it was her mother's love that saved her and she hates to give the old man any credit. But she is also willing to admit it was more than likely that an enchantment or ritual based in the strong emotions her mother held for her as an infant would be the first step to power up the protection. Followed by the sad fate of selfishly giving her life for the process.
In her mind, the one who deserves all the praise and high recognition for putting a stop to him should have been her. Lily Potter was the true hero of the Wizarding World, the one who should have been hailed as a hero and not Harley.
She at least should have been commemorated or recognized for these actions, yet with the purebloods in the ministry being in charge it wasn't going to happen. They refused to acknowledge or say anything in her honor because she was a muggle-born and way beneath their radar. Those ungrateful bastards, the whole lot of them. She had never felt such anger other than when that Bellabitch had killed her godfather, her only chance of a family. Now Lori had the audacity to stir those old feelings and make her want to lash out at something even from just remembering the words spoken.
Harley's inner beast was growling something fierce and she felt it take control for just that moment. She could feel her canines elongating themselves and her nails turning razor sharp, feeling them bite into the palm of her hands.
She had no fucking right at all to call her mother that! It was almost as bad as if she called her a mudblood right to her face! Harley had been in a right tiff since and was trying to get a grip on her magic as she could feel it trickling up her spine. When she got this overly emotional it was hard to bring it under control again. 'I should be happy to have been avenged by my magic giving Lori that really terrible case of bad luck, getting angry won't change her in anyway." Harley thought as she worked on calming herself
A drop in temperature surrounding her was faint but it wasn't really noticeable to anyone unless they were standing real close to her. They might wonder why the area got so cold all of a sudden as it was still summer. They could also feel a chill-tingling sensation like someone just walked over their graves. No one could figure it out so Harley tried to make sure her powers didn't get out of hand and effect everyone like a Dementor's would.
As she had gotten up by the crack of dawn this day, she was still in the Marauder and she got her magical aura under her iron willed control. However when she got outside it didn't take her long to notice everyone was looking at her while she moved about camp. It wasn't until Sophia came up to her, asking if she was okay that she realized what was going on as she nodded her head numbly. Others were still worried about her wellbeing after the insulting fight from a week ago around the fire and the sudden depressing air must have made people think she was still very affected.
It was still quite the shock to her, in all her years no one other than her friends who had tried to be there as much as they could had shown interest in her well being but now people whom she barely even knew for a while were coming to check to find out if she was all right. One of them being an older woman by the name of Jacqui who was of African-American descent. She looked to be about the same age as Carol but her eyes showed she'd lived a difficult hard life even way before the catastrophe.
" How are you feeling? I hope your not suffering too much in having your past brought up?" Jacqui said in a comforting soothing manner as she turns her gaze towards the younger woman.
Harley shrugged as she said, "Thanks, I'm glad you're asking, sometimes I keep forgetting how much it hurts to think about it…" Jacqui and her were out gathering herbs and firewood. Even though she really didn't like being pitied she saw how the people were trying to do what they could to make her feel welcome, knowing that just because she wasn't an American didn't mean she hadn't had troubles like them.
The dark-skinned woman didn't want to pry, knowing that it wasn't right to go asking someone to explain but simply nodded and places her hand on her shoulder.
"No one should go through that kinda hardship, especially a child." Harley thought so too given that nobody should have to experience what she had. yet things happen, whether intentional or not but in her case it was done thanks to the old man, Voldie and Snape who triggered this cause and effects like ripples crashing into each other and creating many more..
She and Jacqui found enough wood to carry back to camp and Jacqui decided to say something on a certain subject that she had been going about. "So, I heard you were planning to help Carol learn defense, good for you, someone ought to knock that jackass's teeth some and I swear a lot of gals here wouldn't mind doing so, hell I'd get in line just to land a punch on his face." added the old woman with a smile.
"But what's stopping them from doing so?" She admitted that out of the few around, the ones she considered might be willing to learn would be the Harrison sisters, well mostly Amy. Then there was Glenn who had shown he was fast on his feet and would probably be good at striking with a pair of daggers or firing a firearm depending how he was with a weapon in hand. Being a delivery boy did give him a advantage at finding ways around the area when he and the others were escaping the city that time.
The kids could probably go for a couple lessons or at least learn some self-defense, in case they're around people who might be dangerous given that this world was all about fighting for survival and not everyone was going to be as welcoming like them. A few others were on the list but she would stick to those she thought might be most interested.
Jacqui snorts as if to state the rather obvious comment, "Who do you think?" They were setting the firewood down and looking over to where Shane and Rick were having a very heated discussion over something that seems to be rather a tense subject thanks to the scowl on the deputy's face. Harley felt an odd shiver going up the back of her neck.
"Yeah I see your point, but given the circumstances, shouldn't he have at least tried to help prep them in something in case something happened, like when Rick took the others to come for Merle back in Atlanta." She had thought that to be a rather bad move on the sheriff's part as much as it seemed like a good idea to go with the best of the lot. In the situation there should've been some left behind who had the capability to help around in case something happen, which hadn't thank Merlin for small mercies.
"Yes, honey though not everyone here is able-bodied or have the kind of experience that a few of the menfolk here have like those two. But did you see what he did to Ed just this afternoon. I tell ya sometimes the man might be a brute but what Walsh did wasn't what a normal cop should've done." she said thinking back on the beating the wife beater received.
Yeah that was very disconcerting. She knew what Jacqui was referring to as it happened when she was gathering herbs and had heard the sudden commotion by the quarry. By the time she got there, she found Ed on his back while Shane was beating him up something fierce. When he was done, the man was covered in blood and even saw him spit out a few teeth.
That was the last she saw of him, though she heard Carol say he went to their tent to lie down afterwards, probably suffering both from the beatdown and his pride taking a big hit with everyone watching. Honestly, she didn't feel sorry for him, not for all the times he must've hurt Carol and Sophia. She figures he deserves it but still that was way too brutal for the occasion it was issued against and she thought that Shane had went overboard on that. Again, showing that this man was not someone she wanted to be left alone in any case.
Harley turns her eyes from those two, then focuses over to where the Dixon brothers were situated not too far away over by where the cars were parked. The two were busy working on one that had an issue with its radiator or other words a nice view with Merle situated under the underbelly while Daryl working the top half as he looked at the radiator. As she takes in the picture before her she misses Jacqui leaving with a small smile.
Daryl must've felt her gaze on him as he lifted his head and looks her way. She gave a small wave as he in turn returns the gesture with a nod before turning back to his task. She admitted she did find it interesting watching him as he moved about, the way his spine bends and those muscles flex under the sun. The way the shirt seem to be clinging to him as he lean forward, biceps in his arm bulging with each crank of the wrench in hand…
"Huh well now didn't think I'd be seeing some beefcake for my birthday this soon." Harley turns slightly to see it was Amy walking over as she came to see what was happening, she saw her eyes focused on Daryl. She knew she wasn't the only female who would be willing to watch this show of sight was enough to drive any woman's hormones crazy, seeing Daryl halfway bent to look into the top half of the engine was a delicious picture.
"But damn I wouldn't mind me a slice of that, yet I know better than to take another gal's man, right Harl?" Amy quipped back giggling in her hand and playfully pats her back.
Oh great, just what she needed. There had been some comments she heard floating about but knowing there wasn't any proof she hadn't made a fuss but Amy likes to insinuate that maybe they were. She reminded her of that Lavender girl and one of the Patil twins who loved to gossipping over anything, especially when it was on boys. She couldn't blame Amy given that it was the only thing to probably do beside chores and such and with the bad luck curse seeming to have finally waned Lori no longer had any misfortunate moments for them to joke over.
Amy was around the same age as Harley and had been in her second year at college having the time of her life before this mess or so she imagines. While Andrea was so busy being a Civil Rights lawyer who had too much on her plate and didn't spend as much time with her sister as she should've of, working on cases and putting her family to the side with everything else that wasn't deemed important.
But now, they were here, both alive and trying to survive. Seeing to it that their bond slowly mends despite the obstacles that came about. She admits she found herself rather envious of them as she wished she had someone there for her while growing up in the Dursleys.
She didn't mind listening to Amy talk about things or help Andrea over the smallest task and doing laundry alongside Carol by the Quarry. But seeing the glint in Amy's blue eyes she ignored the urge to roll her eyes at her.
"Amy there's nothing going on between Daryl and I, we just like to hang out is all. He and his brother aren't so bad once you get to know them." She tried to distract the younger woman. She saw the blond giving her a look saying she didn't believe that.
"Uh huh right but you got to admit Daryl's not bad on the eyes. He's got that rugged bikers appeal and is better looking than Merle though I imagine if you also prefer the older of the two with his whole badass 'I don't take shit from no one' speel then yeah I can see it. I heard about those types are so incredible in bed and admit wouldn't mind getting some if you catch my drift." she mused over the Dixons looks and personality.
Harley was the one finding that rather hard to believe though was not sure where she might've got the was sure she wasn't the only one thinking Merle did look like he was in good shape for someone his age and would have the sexual experience to pleasure a woman despite his crude nature.
"Who's incredible in bed?" Amy bends halfway back with her head tilt slightly up to see Andrea who was pouting and giving her a look. Like a mother scolding her child over something she didn't approve of.
"Ah c'mon Andy it's no big deal, we're just talking about which Dixon is likely the better candidate to have sex with." At the response, the older Harrison turns to Harley who gave her a deadpan stare saying she had nothing to do with it. The elder must've been listening to what they've been talking about from her lack of surprise showing and heard most of what's been said.
She turns back to Amy and couldn't help retorting in a sarcastic tone, "Yeah, Merle's a real charmer alright, though I don't think you should even consider hanging around him as not only does he like to cuss and swear, he can't keep his hot headed temper under control. Also, he's a user and causes more trouble when he high." Andrea scoffed in annoyance.
Not anymore he isn't or he better hope he isn't, Harley knew that she was talking about his drug addiction, hell it was no secret to everyone here but she also figured what Andrea was trying to do here. As any protective parent or in this case sibling wanting to keep her sister from getting in with the wrong crowd or in this case with Merle who she classed as unfit to be 'boyfriend' material.
Well maybe that was the wrong choice of words but still not someone she wanted Amy to be around. She seen Merle's memories, showing how utterly reckless he was that day on the rooftop, putting everyone at risk with his actions. But nobody was perfect honestly and everybody here had some sort of issues going on.
Though still she wasn't going to say anything or get involved as she did enough of that when Hermione and Ron fought and those two could get rather nasty when in the midst of arguing. She was already seeing the telltale signs that an argument was about to come down as Amy stood up and gave her sister a scowl.
Amy didn't like how her sister was acting and just as Harley figured, the two started getting at it and she decided to take her leave as she went to go grab some things from the RV. She could tell those two would be going at it for a while.
Daryl lifts his head after checking the brake fluid, he could hear the Harrison sisters arguing loud enough for even Merle to pick up as he wheeled out from under there. His face was covered in sweat and grease while reaching for the rag by his side.
"Damn, got a few issues down there but can still work the clunker as long as they don't push too hard on the throttle and get by within some miles if they're lucky." He used it to wipe his oil covered hands, the same with his face before hearing the noise nearby. Turning to see Amy yelling at Andrea before walking away with the older sister following after her, "What's that about now? Swear they're louder than a pair of possums stuck in the same tree hole."
"Hmm not much although I think Andy was busy telling little sis to stay away from you, saying you'd be a bad influence or something." He answers before taking a swig from the bottle, feeling cool water going down his throat while using a bit to splash his face. He wanted to take away some of the heat he was feeling as it was hot even for it being the afternoon. He passed Merle the rest who drunk some down and pours some over his head as he also felt warm from being under there the whole time.
Merle grins impishly as he listen to what he said. "Heh that right," He turn his head to where the two were, thinking the idea of having them in bed seems ideal and thought the younger would be more willing than her uptight sister. Amy was the more outgoing adventurous chick that he could have had loads of fun and given her a good time if she asked him to.
But lately his mind wanders and instead of focusing on cute blondes, he found himself thinking on darker hair with fiery red tips and bright green eyes. Just then he saw Harley coming over with Remy having her rifle strapped to her back while carrying a hunting knife on her belt.
She had her hair tied back, wearing a black tank top and denim shorts with a pair of hiking boots suited for wandering the woods and making long treks on rocky terrain. But damn did she look mighty fine like that he thought as he could not help staring and sure enough Daryl was doing the same.
"Hey there sweet thing, where you two off to?" Remy walks over toward Daryl's side who made the gesture to bend down and scratch behind her ear. The wolfdog showed her gratitude by licking his cheek to show how much she appreciated that. Harley shrugged as she adjusted the rifle and turns back to Merle, "Oh here and there, thought I would do a walk about the area and also check the traps and see if we caught any game today." she says not overly excited by what she was sure would be a boring check.
She had gone with Daryl this morning to set them up and had decided to set a few compulsions on them so any critter close by and within range would hop in and then just sit in there waiting for them to show. Even though it felt wrong to do so, but with their numbers and limited supplies they needed to find food in any way possible.
Even working magic took a lot of energy and she needed to provide more substances to help them get by while also keeping her magic levels up. She couldn't always rely on it alone to provide and was glad that these two had the hunting experience needed out of the whole bunch.
"Ah there's no need to do that, we're just about done you could stick a fork in it and I could sure use the exercise after being on my back all day." He tossed the rag onto the ground and went to pick up his discarded shirt that was lying beside the toolbox, not minding that Harley was getting an eyeful of him and sure enough she was. Enjoying the view of the wide back, the rippling muscles working to pull the shirt over.
"Give us a moment to get our things and we'll meet you out over by them woods sugar." He sends her a cheeky wink and saw Harley shook her head but grinned at the two brothers.
"All right I suppose I'll give you a couple minutes to freshen up but any longer I'm going, with or without you both." She gave a sharp whistle and Remy walks back to her side and the two hurrying off while Merle and Daryl went to go towards their tent to grab their weapons. Daryl couldn't help but quip " She sure as hell ain't waiting till the cows come home huh" To which his brother busted out laughing, sometimes his brother would say something real funny.
When they got what they need and found Harley standing just by the trail, she looked up to see the two and smiled. "Huh you two are right on time, that's good, can't stand when a guy doesn't come when he's supposed to."
Merle couldn't resist as he saw an opening and had to say, "Maybe you met the wrong kind, cause trust me I wouldn't keep a pretty little peach like you all needy and gets her what she wants by giving it to her good."
Harley had to resist rolling her eyes as she saw she had that coming and had to smack his arm playfully. "Honestly get your mind out of the gutter and focus here. Unless you don't want any food."
Daryl said nothing, watching their interaction was enough for him to know they were just being friendly but the way Merle was going about it, one would think differently. But he knew that wasn't likely. Yet why did he seem a bit unnerved and also somewhat feeling threatened by the easy camaraderie between the two but he to pushed the feeling down.
Merle was his brother, he trusted him with his life and didn't want to think anything of it unless he was told by his own lips. His preference in women though was mostly the same they had to be big and busty and blonde, the three B's as he liked to call it.
There were only a couple in camp that could've fit the profile which had the Harrison sisters at the top of the list but then he knew how Andrea would react and doubts her sister Amy would consider it unless she wanted to aggravate big sis by hanging around Merle.
Then of course more in his taste was Harley that had that slender willowy figure with just the right amount of ass and breast for him but pairing that with a force of character to be reckoned with when she got ticked off. He enjoyed seeing their small talks and didn't mind throwing a few quips in her direction as she responded in a positive matter. She was the only person out of the bunch who seem to understand them and yet he felt they barely were able to get anything out of her other than a few tidbits on certain things.
Harley was right beside them with Remy taking the lead, sniffing the area and keeping her senses peeled for anything that might be of a danger to the trio. There was a bit of a breeze and Daryl notices that the wind made to brush some of her longer fringes, noticing there seem to be of a scar on her forehead. He wondered where she got that from but wasn't going to bother asking knowing he shouldn't go prying unless she was willing to tell.
Harley and Merle had their guns out and Daryl with an arrow in the quiver, everyone on high alert as they scout the area before reaching the trap and saw what was inside.
"Heh looks like we caught a big one." They saw it was a possum but thought it was better than nothing and went to check the rabbits and a raccoon in total "Not a bad load but I'm sure we can do better if we catch ourselves something bigger."
"Well we best try to see if there's any fresh tracks or any excrements. Oh here's a joke: Does a zombie shit in the woods, I mean seriously do they even take a dump at all?" Merle burst out with a small laugh.
Harley and Daryl said nothing though they didn't let it cross their minds before but knowing Merle he was trying to lighten the mood by making wisecracks on the undead by telling some lame but corny zombie jokes.
"You are a laughing riot, really Mer, you should be a comedian or something?"
"Yeah well I'm sure I'd knock them dead the first night if any." Harley grins and decide to tell her own joke, "Okay I got one, why can't you hire a Walker as a stripper: Because they'll go all the way to the bare bone."
"Nice oh here's one, a zombie walks into the bar…" The two were making the stupidest zom jokes while Daryl had to resist the urge to roll his eyes but also couldn't help smiling to himself. He admits that Merle knew a couple crude ones off the top of his head but listening to him and Harley and trying to see who could come up with the lamest and listening to Harley laugh before she socks him in the shoulder, "Eww that's disgusting Mer, honestly has anyone told you what a dirty mind you got?"
"Yep but that ain't stop me 'fore so nope but c'mon it was a good one!" Harley turns to Daryl, "What do you think Dar?"
Daryl finding himself brought into their conversation, shrugged his shoulders. "Honestly Mer always has the strangest taste in jokes though I admit that Merle the one about the two zombie girls and the horse I don't think I ever want that image in my head again, thank you very much." There were just some things you didn't want to envision, especially when he had something better to look at that was right in front of them and smiling at him.
"Thank you Dar, see even you're brother agrees." she gave the youngest Dixon a smile for his support and she swears seeing a small blush appear on the others cheeks before he seemingly saw something and turned his head away.
"Yeah yeah both of you just don't seem to see how pure gold these are. Whatever let's take this bunch back and get them skinned and gutted before coming back to check again." Harley agree as she helped the brothers gather their load and walk back to camp.
She brought some tarps from the Marauder while Daryl and Merle got the knives to remove the fur before slicing and opening the body to pull the innards and other organs out. They thought that Harley wasn't going to take part in this but saw her joining them, sitting across from Merle and taking one of the carving knife to skin a possum before gutting it. She removed them and set them to the side as she figure to make a sort of stew for the dogs to chow on after being thoroughly cooked.
"Damn most girls get all squeamish at the sight of blood and gore." Harley lifts her head to smirk at Merle while shrugging as she reaches for one of the rabbits and doing the same to it.
"I kinda got used to it, you learn to deal with things like this while others don't have the stomach to handle them." She said in in a nonchalantly tone though the two suspect she wasn't talking about the Walker situation. This had them turn to one another, sharing the same question that popped into their head.
After they finish and Harley went to take the meat to keep it cool until it was time to be cook and the brothers went once more to check for bigger game and come hopefully across a deer but there would be enough right now to enjoy for a stew.
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Everyone seem to be going about like clockwork from mid afternoon till it was nightfall and as the Dixon were on the first patrol to check around the perimeter. Merle was walking alongside his brother for the last hour and noticed he seems a bit distracted. He knew that it wasn't smart to be doing so especially if something sprung out and caught him off his game. So, it was time for big brother to get him back on track.
"So, what's on your mind Darylina or do I really need to take a guess that it's on a certain brunette with an ass to bounce quarters off?" he grins salaciously imagining said mounds of flesh.
"Huh what?" Daryl turns to Merle wondering what brought this up so suddenly, though the look in his eyes did give it away what he'd been musing about and Merle had to resist the strong urge to shake his head. "Honestly you are easy to read and I swear you are starting to make me think I have to take a smack to make you focus."
"Yeah sorry it's just, do you wonder what it is she's not telling us?" the dark haired brother can't help wondering.
Merle snorted, "You think anyone isn't keeping secrets, hell you seen how Officer Friendly's wife and that Deputy of his had been going at it and he doesn't even know that the man is dipping his wick in her pussy."
It was not a well-kept secret but still even though they didn't like Rick but it wasn't like anyone was piping up to give him a heads up. 'Side it wasn't like it was their damn business if Rick wasn't able to catch the noticeable signs or realize what's going on. However there was something else to be concerned over and Daryl seem to be getting what he was trying to say.
"Yeah but it's just Harley, there's something about her I mean, I feel like she knows something we don't and I kinda wish she'd tell us."
"Hmph you and the damn rest I imagine but listen women are one of two things when it comes to secret: either they love to gossip and spread it about every which way or they keep their mouth shut because they done something that they don't want anyone knowing because others will look at them different or hell tell to the cops if they done something illegal," The tallest brother said as if imparting a valuable piece of information.
"You reckon she's dangerous or something?" He didn't like what Merle was implying but knew he had his reasons. Harley didn't seem to be that type but then again she seems to be keeping something to herself and they didn't know much other than a few things like her family being murdered and then just her being from the UK but that was it apparently.
"Nah nothing like that, well maybe somewhat but I get this feeling there's more than she's telling and I reckon she rather keep her secret to that ample chest of hers." His brother said not worried about her it seems. He still thought whatever it was she wasn't saying though he wasn't one to go spewing his own dirt to these people, not after what they did.
"So, what should we do?" He wasn't a people person and the brothers prefered one another company to others but somehow that woman, Harley, something about her seem to have found its way to crawl under his and his brother's skin and he's not sure if that was a good or bad thing.
"Just—" But then he stopped and Daryl also doing the same as he heard it too. The two shared a glance and both cautiously walking towards where it seem to be coming found her sitting on a log with her back towards them, a knife in hand and seem to be carving something into a stone she held in her open palm. She was saying something but it sounded like another language.
"Okay that should do it for now." She stills her hand and then turns to lift her head as something fluttering towards her. No that wasn't right, it was like a burst of flame that was bright and burning white and coming straight for her. Instead of panicking or taking cover, she just remained where she was before the ball of fire slowly diminishes until they saw it was a bird of some kind.
It was the size of a swan with a long slender neck and pristine white feathers trimmed in gold along the edges and a long golden tail that seem to trail down almost like one of those peacock's. The bird's bright yellow eyes were staring around its surroundings, with razor claws and a beak gleaming gold in the moonlight but it had a golden flame surrounding it almost like an aura wrapping itself around it as it sat alongside the young woman.
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Harley wasn't all that bothered by it as she reached to pet it's head and then they saw it had something in its mouth. It looked like it had a couple plants in her hold, one that had round leaves and the other like some kind of a flower with three white petals on each stems. They watched as Harley took them and placed them inside a small glass container and setting it inside the satchel she brought along.
"Thanks girl, I appreciate what you're doing having to go and get them for me, don't know what I'd have done if I didn't stock up on the Dittany and Moondew."
She had been going through a supply check and noticed she was low on certain ingredients but knew that they were not likely in the states as she had checked but thank Merlin that Hedwig could make the trips for her.
It had been a shock for her after she came across many states and then wind up finding Hedwig here out of the blue. She didn't understand it until she flew over and then felt the magical link between them spring up, like before but then she felt it changing, becoming much different but also strangely familiar feeling that link her to the Hallows.
Hedwig's petite form had taken to transform in that of a beautiful snow-white phoenix that emerged from the flame and stood before her shocked mistress as she gazed at her with wide eyes. The link between them now stronger than ever. Using the connection from Death to find out that her familiar was more than some ordinary post owl, that when their magic made the bond between them when she was gifted to her and her pushing out her own to awaken some ancient line that had been hidden for ages due to fear of being caught and forced into a life of slavery by certain unsavory witches or wizard who would do anything to get their hands on a Holy Phoenix.
They were similar to that of a common phoenix but with different plumages and capabilities but they could only have one master/mistress in life which were very sacred to them as when the person passed on, they could follow them to their next life. Hedwig had been sensing her lifeforce in the alley before Hagrid bought her and gave her to the young witch with the untapped potential. Having them lock eyes for just that one moment and feeling the immediate bonding that surged within them had been magnificent and finally she found her chosen one.
Given up herself in sacrifice to delay the Death Eaters from catching and causing the death of Harley had been worth it. Once her Chosen had become the keeper of the Hallows, Her brief Death had allowed process of unlocking the bloodline Hedwig had in her to return to life so that she could be with her mistress as her familiar/bodyguard just like the others that were by her side.
The phoenix formerly stuck in owl form openly dislikes what the people in the past thought to do to her mistress, finding it truly disturbing on many levels on how far they would go and swore to do everything in her power to protect her from those forces. They were now free of them but her mistress bad luck landed her in a group of humans Hedwig was cautious of for now.
Hedwig's feather ruffled and Harley notices that she look like she was on the verge of blasting something and reached out to calm her down before that happens. "Easy girl, it's okay, they can't get us now. They have their own sort of issues to deal with than bother trying to find me now." the human female reassures the agitated bird.
Both brothers were in awe at the white gold avian that manifested from the flames was thrilling in such a soft tone, a soothing melody that had a way to calm anyone within the premise.
"Yeah thanks for that, I really don't know what I do without you." The creature nudges her forehead against hers and Harley strokes her long neck as it reached to push her hair behind her ear with its beak.
"You best head back to camp now before anyone else notices—" But there was a sound that sharply echoed in the silent woodland and Harley followed by the bird whirl around looking in the direction to where the Dixon brothers were standing. Merle quickly realizing that he or Daryl had stepped on a branch, alerting them to their presence. "Too late…"
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"Well this is a wee bit of a conundrum." She had cast the Petrificus Totalus on the two by pure instinct and had them lying on the ground unable to move in a few seconds.
Hedwig squawks as she glared at them from her perch in the tree above after she blocked them from turning and running back to camp. Her eyes were mostly aimed at Merle as he laid there. Squawking and hissing at him as Harley caught the gist of what she was saying and had to keep from blushing.
Who knew a phoenix could swear like that? It was very colorful and compared to how Merle or Daryl cussed, the former bird of prey seems to have a large vocabulary under her wing and was spewing it out as she glared at the older Dixon.
Daryl didn't know what it was doing but judging from the way she was staring at Merle, she definitely didn't like him very much. Their weapons were lying by their side but seeing that as they were too busy trying to struggle in any shape or form, but it seem useless like their limbs were nothing but solid rods of steel and unable to bend at all.
She glanced between the two, her eyes showing that she was busy thinking of something before turning to Harley and she was looking up and down gesturing in such ways to get what she was trying to say across to the only one who could understand her.
"No, we're not doing that, honestly Hed, no!" Harley shot a incredulous glare at the avian that didn't seem all that bothered by her outburst.
Hed, wait that couldn't be, "Hedwig?" Daryl managed to squeak out in disbelief as his eyes zooming in on the exotic bird. Harley had immobilized them but it was allowing them to speak even though she hadn't been sure whether that had been a good idea or not. But apparently Daryl was also in the dog house as he saw the strange ethereal bird turn and look at him with her head cock slightly, bright amber orbs staring down at the two brothers and then seeing her flutter down and move towards him, then started purring as she rubbed her beak against his face in a apology over her actions it seems. "But how, how can this be?"
"I suppose you both deserve an explanation but I'm still debating what to do here, and Hedwig's suggestions are downright mean." Harley mumbles looking down to avoid the little glare her familiar had shot her at the insinuation that it was mean but given that she had her reason to be overprotective of her mistress and their secrets as magical beings.
Merle was trying to speak but found his lips were glued shut which proved that only one had been fully incapacitated and was making gagging noise behind a sealed mouth.
Harley turns to him and then said as calmly as she could, "If I remove the spell to allow you to speak and move, you promise not to get carried away or try to do any harm onto me and Hed here? Just hear me out and I promise nothing will happen to either of you." she pleaded with the stubborn saw him become quiet which she took as a positive response and undid the charm on the two brothers.
"What in blue blazes are you!" Merle was trying to get to his feet but felt like everything was stiff and was having a hard time bending his legs while Daryl also struggling to get his balance and decided leaning against the tree to do so was the best option for him.
Harley waited to allow them time to get the feeling back in their limbs. "Well you best have a seat if you want me to explain things. I would think we should start with a couple things. Like for instance my name isn't really Harley Black, well kinda I had that changed when I came over to the land of the free. But it's Harleen Potter-Black and I'm not what you call a normal person. I'm a—" But Hedwig came to interrupt her by gently landing on her shoulder and giving it a quick squeeze and she in turn stared at her confused, "What, what do you mean I shouldn't, we talked about this before remember?"
Hedwig bark-thrills again much to the growing confusion of the two brothers as they couldn't make sense what she was saying but guessing that somehow Harley did. But then her expression showed she was surprised and shoot the bird an incredulous look of disbelief.
"Wait you want me to what!" Hedwig chirped again and Harley looked at her like she lost her mind,"That's impossible, we can't use that, only those with magic can and how would it even work, we need someone to witness the oath unless you'd care to partake in this." She said sarcastically.
Hedwig now eyeballs her and Harley had to keep from smacking her head as she realizing what she was implying. Of course there was another vow that could be made as long as there was a magical being within the vicinity, but that didn't imply they had to be fully human or even in this case a magical creature to get it witness by.
"Fine listen you two have either one of two choices to pick, we can make a vow here and now so that we can get this underway or you can go with the alternative and have your mind erased as if this conversation never happened but it's your call?"
She knew it was a risky gamble and a part of her was hoping they'd accept it as she didn't want to go obviating them of anything that was connected to her and she felt that she could trust them, even though Hedwig still wasn't thoroughly convinced on the matter.
The Dixon brothers shared a glance, both seeming to understand the weight of this situation. Harley was giving them the opportunity to find out more about her and they didn't see any other way, especially when she had all the cards on her side. "Okay fine, how do we go about this then?"
Harley looks towards the phoenix as she trilled and nodded, "There's a way to be done, a three-way vow between us all together." She grab a knife made of black stone from her back pocket and using it to cut a small incision on each of their palms. Then holding it out towards them and told the two to each place their hand on it.
Daryl wasn't sure what was about to happen yet he felt it was important to go along with it and set his palm over her right one while Merle took the left one. Hedwig made to stand near and then started to sing and felt it coming to surround the trio, all felt a small wave of heat circling them from head to toe but it wasn't hurting the brothers at all, in fact it kinda tingled a bit.
Harley then took a deep breath and saying in a concise voice that had a strange resonance within it as she spoke to them, "Will you, Merle Dixon, swear to uphold this vow that is made tonight under the summer moon and bind yourself to keep your word to not speak of this to anyone else unless I give consent on the matter?"
Merle felt a strange tingling going up his arm, like some kind of electric spark and yet instead of pulling away or trying to fight back what was happening. He shot a quick glance at his brother as he stood there, feeling that same strange essence but then looking once more into those clear green orbs and then said, "Uh huh okay."
Harley turn to the other brother and ask him the same in which he respond, "I will as well."
"And will you, to the best of your ability, see that no matter what happens, should someone try to force you to break it, you will keep your silence?"
"Yeah sure/I will." They both answer that question in unison.
"And I, Harleen Dorea-Lillian Potter-Black, do swear by magic that I will in return keep my word and allow no harm to come to either of you and will do what is within my capabilities to see that the Dixon shall not be harm by my hand or anyone else's. So mote it be!"
Then as it was said, the fire around them blazes to pure white before fading slowly and the brothers were feeling a strange pin-needle on their wrist, turning it around to notice in the palm of their hand was like a small version of the phoenix but Merle's was dark blue-gray like steel while Daryl's was autumn reddish-orange like fire.
Harley also had one that looked like Hedwig's but had green eyes and saw they noticed it as well while busy eyeing their new tattoo. "Don't worry no one will notice them as only those who spoke the vow or had at least an ounce of magic in them can make out what it is."
"Huh what?" Merle asked dumbly as he couldn't believe it even though he saw it for himself. But Daryl seem to regain his focus faster than him as he turns to Harley and thought to ask, "So what is this?"
She didn't know whether he was referring to Hedwig, the mark or all of it but she decided to go with the lesser of the two and hopes this would help. "Hedwig here is a special sort of avian, a mythical creature by which one refers to as a phoenix."
"This mark is a promise we share and only by us agreeing to uphold it will it stay inactive and this was all needed seeing as how Hedwig thought that it was the only way to keep you two from blabbing otherwise Hedwig might have gone after you and quote 'made you rue the day you were born and shove you up your mother's vag', end quote."
She again shot Hedwig a questionable gaze and wasn't the only one as the phoenix shuffled away and was busy preening her feathers innocently.
"Really Hed?" The bird turns her head to give her mistress a deadpan look that said she was serious with what she said though it probably would've come up with something as close to it.
"Huh I heard that before but never from a freaking bird that looks like it could be a large turkey."
"Well the thing is I'm a—" Suddenly she stills and then whirls her head around and saw the brothers were doing the same as they caught that sound too. Moaning and lots of it coming this way Even Hedwig was on edge as she flew to get on Harley's shoulder and was growling in her throat.
"And the fun times keep on coming, yah…" The two brothers saw what it was that was making the sounds, as there were Walkers running towards them. Harley turns her head looking to the Dixon's, "Hope you brought enough ammo because it looks like we got a fight on our hands."
She saw Daryl load a quiver and Merle getting his rifle cocked as they showed her they were ready and Harley slides her wand from the wrist holster as she felt that was more useful and wouldn't' run out of bullets or arrows like theirs might. And just in time as they came with about more than a dozen heading right for them.
"All right let's go show these undead fucks how we do things Hed!" The phoenix trilled showing she was game, spreading her wings and then went to fly right at them all ablazed. Harley crying out, "Reducto!"
"Jesus, glad I'm not those sorry bastards." They watch as she took them down, one by one with a spell or curse and seeming to really let them have it as she used the more destructive types of spells to really put them suckers down. But both brothers went to go in the fray as they began to shot and take them out in the head or knock them by taking out their kneecaps.
Of course, not one to let them outdo her mistress, Hedwig blasted in and out of sight like a blazing fiery comet, tearing into the undead with her talons until they were like walking matchstick before falling and lying still in a smoldering pile and smelling of cooked meat and burning hair.
She had caught one that had been close to taking Daryl out from behind when he had his back turned, ripping the head and puncturing it with her sharp talons, gouging the eyes and destroying the brain instantly. Daryl had turn to see what happen and realized what she done and smirked her way.
"Thanks, I owe you one!" Hedwig trill which Harley caught as her way of saying, 'You owe me squirrel jerky buddy!'
She would relay the message when she wasn't busy as she turned back to the Walkers and sends a cutting curse, cleaving the head clean off and then using the Bombarda to blast the next two that came, making them nothing but blown up guts and gore and seeing it smear against the trees. She knew this was going to be one hell of a mess and was not sure how they would go and explain this if anyone came across it but she would worry about that later as she saw there were others coming to help their brethren fight against the decimating numbers.
"Damn Harley girl you're not holding anything back now are ya!" Merle had taken another three down and Daryl one more before they noticed the strangest thing which suddenly alerted them that something was definitely off just then.
"What the fuck?" Merle could see his breath fogging and the air around them becoming much colder all of a sudden. Daryl also notices as well, the hairs on his arms standing upright with goosebumps going up and down.
Even the dead seem to freeze in place and it seems they too had the sense that whatever was coming wasn't friendly to the living or dead. That realization deeply disturbed both brothers as they knew there was no way in hell that these fuckers would get distracted for any reason.
Harley lift her head to the sky and her eyes widen as she noticed the three gliding figures that were coming this way and never imagined she would see or face them ever again after all this time.
Cloaks billowing in the unseen wind and seeing their spindly moldy gray arms hanging by their sides as they came from up high heading towards them, the smell of undeniable rot and decay as it was coming closer filled her nose and she could almost taste it in her mouth.
But that wasn't even the worst as she could also hear the voices of not just her mother but others she recognized as her dead companions screaming during that final moment in battle…
Harley tighten her grip on her wand as she could not help grousing, "Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me!"
To be Continued soon!
Blue Kitsune: Whee talk about some craziness that was bound to put these twos under but never saw that coming I imagine but you know stay tune for more action later down the road.
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