chapter 2, building argument.
"They'll be joining us"
Those words echoed within the young Carl Grimes's mind, it's the only thing he could think of.
"They'll be joining us"
Balling his hands into fists he slammed them onto the cool concrete ground, at the same time he rested his head against the wall he was sitting against. Without putting much thought into his speed he instead slammed his head against the wall causing the wall as well as his head to rattle. Carl's vision blurred and his head pulsed.
Groaning in pain and frustration; mainly because he just hurt himself, Carl rested a hand against the back of his head. Rubbing the small bump he was thankful for one good that came out of that, he temporarily forgot about all his anger. But now that he thought about it the anger slowly returned with those words.
"They'll be joining us"
Carl knew it wasn't really words that made him mad, it wasn't like someone said something mean or hurtful. It was the meaning behind those words. It meant that Rick brought the enemy into their home, and will be staying. That's what enraged Carl, the fact that his dad wasn't thinking of their own safety. He made a decision that benefited the Woodbury people, the Governor's people. Carl wondered how it went down, how did the Governor die. They left to kill the Governor and only to return with his people.
Is the Governor dead? Carl questioned. When his dad, Rick returned he didn't say anything about the Governor, only that he's people will be joining them. Carl pushed himself off the wall. He needed answers now. Getting up quickly he suddenly felt dizzy, the pulsing in his head started once again. Must've hit it harder than I thought, he told himself.
Blinking a couple of times he looked at his surroundings. It wasn't much to look at really, just a messy passage with a few doors along the sides, including the wardens office. Carl didn't know what the warden was only that he was like the manager off the prison, or something like that.
Nobody except Carl had come down here, he had been down here once before just to be away from everyone else. There where no walkers here, or at least along the passage. Stretching out his legs he walked back to where he last saw his dad.
"Listen up!", Daryl hauled over the many voices that spoke at once. It only took one second for everyone to keep quiet. Rick, Daryl and Glenn walked into the middle of the crowd. Rick gave a single nod to Daryl and he returned the gesture.
"I know you all have questions, but I'm going to ask you to put them on hold. For now I need a few volunteers in clearing some walkers out of the tombs", Rick paused to let their comments pass,"I know you've just arrived, but this needs to be done"
"I thought this place was safe", one of the Woodbury citizens piped from within the crowd, Glenn spoke up.
"Don't forget that we where attacked yesterday. There are some walkers wandering around the tombs but not as many as before"
"How can you be sure?"
"When we cleared the prison", Rick spoke,"there where walkers already trapped in here with now way out. There is a small breach on the far side but not many wander in here. While we are clearing the tombs Glenn here", Rick motioned towards Glenn,"will finish taking care of the breach, you have nothing to worry about"
Rick thought about his last words and realized they might not have been the correct choice of words. Sure the prison was safe-but anyone would worry, even Rick himself worries on countless occasions about wether or not anything is completely safe."we need volunteers to help clear the walkers out"
Looking around he noticed no one put up their hand, a small amount of comments where passed among the cell block as they looked at one another. At long last a lone hand razed and Rick got a good look at the woman."I'll go", she said. Rick knew her already, Karen. She was the only survivor of the Governors's mad shoot out at his own people.
"Thank you, Karen", looking back at the rest he asked,"anyone else"
One by one more hands where raised. Although the majority of the Woodbury folk consisted of elders, there where more younger people left behind. They must have some disadvantage when it comes to combat or handling walkers. There where also the children. There weren't many of them, Rick could make out five kids standing in the crowd. He didn't want to think about how many lost their parents thanks to the Governor.
"Thank you"
"Y'all be split into groups", Daryl said looking for Rick's approval.
"Two groups",Rick continued,"I'll be leading the first group, we'll clear the tombs all the way to cell block D"
"The rest y'all be followin' me to block A"
"No one breaks off from the group, you'll only be putting your safety at risk. Any questions?"
No hands where raised. Choosing not to wait for any hands Rick looked back at Daryl and Glenn."how are you going to do this", Glenn asked.
"No guns", Daryl didn't want to imagine how these people handled guns- or if they even held a gun before. It was best it they only used sharp weapons, it wasn't rocket science to know how to stab a walkers head."some knives 'n what ever else we got"
"I agree", Rick said seeing Daryl's point,"you and I will carry just in case something goes wrong"
"How 'bout Karen, she handled a rifle before"
"That when the Governor made them practice using them to attack us", Glenn piped in,"they don't know how to use them properly. You saw how they ran without firing a single shot, the only ones who shot aren't here including the Governor"
"He has a point Daryl, Karen wasn't even armed when we found her"
"How 'bout Maggie comes with us 'n Tyreese helps with the breach, she can handle a gun jus' fine plus she's got the other riot gear on her"
"Then it's settled", Rick concluded,"you and Maggie will clear the tombs up until block A, I'll lead the rest and maybe bring Sasha along. Get everyone a weapon, I need to clear something"
"Clear what", Glenn asked.
Rick stood there thinking for a short moment before replying,"just thangs, won't be long"
Walking out cell block he opened the door leading outside, a fresh breeze met him on his walk out. The outside was quiet compared to inside, it was a good silence with only the occasional twittering of birds. Standing near the gate separating the prison from the field Rick scanned over the field, looking for any sign of the sheriffs hat his son grown very fond of.
Not seeing him Rick was about to go search around until he spotted Carl rounding a corner from the main office building. To his surprise Carl was walking towards him, maybe he wasn't so mad about the Woodbury folk moving in as before.
"Is he dead", Carl said as soon as he was in hearing distance. Rick frowned at Carl's question, it wasn't even the usual 'dad' he would get. Carl jumped straight to the question.
"Who?"
"Who else dad!", he practically half yelled.
"Dont use that tone with me", Rick spat back, he really wasn't in the mood to deal with his son's sour mood. Although Carl was growing up he still acted childish most times.
Rick sighed; he has been doing that a lot lately. He knew what Carl was talking about, the only problem was what to tell him. He could lie but then there would be no benefiting from that, nor will the truth but he guessed either way Carl would find out from someone else, Rick met his son's gaze.
"No"
There it was, the silence was no longer peaceful but heavy with tension that hung around the two. A million things went through Carls head, trying to grip onto what his dad just told him. They both stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before the silence broke.
"He got away", was all Carl said, he didn't sound angry, disappointed or upset. He sounded as if he was in half monotone."and you got his people"
"They where abandoned"
"And Andrea"
Rick didn't respond, Carl took the hint.
"How can you let him get away!", Carl suddenly yelled, it took Rick off guard,"Andrea is dead and your doing nothing!"
"Carl calm down! What did you expect-", Rick was cut short by the loud metallic sound of the cell door being pulled open. Rick looked away from his son to see Glenn and Tyreese walk outside.
Rick looked back to his son only to see him walking away back to the office block."everything okay", Tyreese asked.
"Yeah"
"We heard Carl yell from inside, what was that about"
"Nothing", Rick said walking back to the cell block,"nothing for now"
okay I know this was kinda short but I've made plans and will be longer better chapters, I'll update soon.