At the peak of morning draven felt shaken literly he was shake he opend his eyes to the rude awakening, It was Rick/
"Are we going or am I going with yous?" Draven said this with a glimpse of hope that they would say yes.
" Well that depends, First of all if you start any trouble you leave, you will still be tied up, Agreed?"
" Ok." as this went on he looked around Rick and saw arl and Michonne talking while they packed up.
" So, Im guessing i wont be able to have a weapon."
"Well not yet but once we begin to trust you more then maybe."
"What about those things, Carl called them walkers, what are they? Ive only killed one and they seem not to go down easy."
When Draven said this Ricks eyebrows raised up, He could not bealive this whole time Dravem has only killed one.
"You kill them by ethier stabing them in the head or shooting them in the head, Basicly head truama."
"Ok" Draven streched up from the ground it was hard to balence with his hands tied behind his back but it was better then being alone.
"Ok so everyone ready to go?" This was the first time Draven fully heard Michonne talk and not just a whisper, it sounded more like an order then a question so draven just decied to keep his mouth shut. When they started walking everyone was quiet. so he just walked as he watched Michonne and Carl goof around together, it was funny they reminded him of him ad his mother. He rememberd her smile it could just light up anyones day, people always said that he looked like her, Blond hair, Blue eyes, But then he also rememberd that some people also said he was gonna be just like his mother, Trash.
Draven barely noticed that he was just about to trip over the metal parts of the train tacks when, bam, He triped and fell flat on his face. Rick Michonne and Carl looked Back to see Drave there just laying there,
"Well now i think i have basicly lost eveything including my pride."
Everyone sarted just to laugh, As Carl went over and helped draven up. Michonne used this time to walk up to Rick and started talking to him.
" Ya know if you dont start paying more attention your not gonna make it out here."
"I know i'm sorry I was just thinking."
" Do you mind if i ask about what?"
" No not at all, I was just thinking about before all of this happend."
" I try and not to think about it, Its harder somtimes too look at the past then try to look into the future."
"Huh, I will try to remember that."
As they walked they talked about diffrent things abut books they liked or playing stuipid games like I spy, It made the time go faster and then it got to be night time.
They allm passed a lone car they figured it would a good place to rest.
As they got settled in Draven and Carl sat in the back seat Michonne and Rick were on watch,
As Draven was about to fall asleep they he heard fighting, As He shot up He saw 3 or 4 men one had rick held with a gun same with Michonne and the last guy he did not know who had a crossbow was also being held up by a gun and he saw a last guy that was fat and balding at the top , He was heading towards car, " With that draven shot back down hiding on the floor of the car .
"Carl get down!' Draven whisperd he exepted Carl to hide on the floor too but he just stood there frozen. The fat man saw Carls head and as he pulled Carl out of the Car kicking and screeming trying to get free of the fat mans grasp, Luckily, The fat man did not notice Drvane behind the seat on the floor Draven could hear perverted moaning from the man, Thats when he knew who it was. Draven did not know what too do his hands where tied, But then he spotted that trie to pull out his knife but it fell in between the seats. Draven grabbed the knife and tried to quitely lift his hands over his head obn the floor with notice. As he started cutting the ropes he cut him self once the blood running down his arm reminded him of Forrest's blood running down his neck. His hands finally freed He peacked his head over the window just enough to see behind the fat mans back and thats when he saw the man on top of Carl and he was about to do somthing he was about to regret.
Draven saw the men talking and thats when Rick snapped and Killed teh guy it happend so fast and Draven Took this time and Lunged at the Fat man and stabbed himi in the back pushing him off of Carl. The man yelling in Pain, Draven blacked out to anyone eles around him as he saw the stary gun by one of the dead man he crawled to get it .He pointed it at the man.
Draven got up and walked back to the man as he saw him. His face. Rick was about to walk towrds the man.
"THIS ONES MINE!" Draven snapped this is what he wanted to do, Rick jumped back. Draven started to get an evil look in his eyes.
"You dont remember me do you? I know though that you remember my mom, The blond blue eyed woman, Or as everyone of Hypocrites evil fucking basterds called her, what was that word again? hmmm" Draven started to push the gun right agenst the open gash on his back. "Oh right the whore, Oh wait a minuet the whore and her basterd Children."
As Draven said this, The mans eyes widened in pain.
" Please dont kill me." the man said in a painful half choke half screem tone.
"Oh no, I dont plan to do that for at least another 20 minuets, Insted I want you to feel the pain my mom felt as you raped her!" Draven spit out these words and no sooner later shot him in the kneecap and then the other kneecap.
" Im going to make your last night on this earth a living hell, So my mom will finally get what is right.
The last thing anyone could remember that night was the face Draven had, He had the face of a cold killer.