Here is the second chapter of my story Reaper, and I have to say, I am surprised by how many people visited and read this story. Sadly, no reviews): . I still do not own the Walking Dead, if I did, nothing would have changed. I would just ask the original writers and executive producers to remain on the show. I would just own it so I would not have to put this disclaimer every time.
I am using Times New Roman with size 12 font, is there a better font and size than this? Please review with constructive criticism and thoughts. Any formatting mistakes are mine, for I do not have a beta reader
Recap: Ben was cut off by the radio in the tank cackling, and a voice came over it, "Hey dumb ass, you still alive in there?" /end recap
Frantically, Rick scrambled over to the radio, fearing that by the time he reached it, the source of the voice would be gone. "We're alive in here," He replied, praying that whoever was the source of the voice was still there, and was able to get them out of the tank, alive.
"We?" The voice questioned, confused. Apparently the source of the voice did not know that there was another human trapped inside of the tank, "You mean that there is another dumb ass inside of that tank?"
"Yeah," Rick affirmed, avoiding the pointed glare that Ben shot at Rick when he basically just called Ben a dumb ass. Well, Ben reasoned, he did get himself stuck in the tank in the first place. "Is there any way out?" Rick questioned, praying for the second time since he got stuck inside of the tank.
"Yeah, but I'm not sure that you'll like my idea though," The voice trailed off, "I would suggest making a run for it." The voice was right, they did not like the idea. Sensing that they had their doubts, the voice explained, "The majority of the herd outside of the tank is feasting on the deer that you rode in on, so they're distracted, for the moment, that is. There is, however, a stray walker on the top of the tank, just standing there, I don't think he knows that you all are inside it, luckily. Once you exit the tank, head down the street, I'll be in the second alley way on your right. What weapons do you have?"
Rick looked to Ben, who ejected the clip from his pistol, counted the rounds, slid it back in, and said, "Fully loaded, and I have this," Rick wondered what he meant. Ben reached down to his pockets, and withdrew a grenade, another thing that he stole from the deceased soldier, and presented it to Rick. Rick widened his eyes, surprised by the fact that Ben had a grenade. Though,he thought to himself, this is a United States military tank. Why wouldn't there be a grenade inside of the tank? Ben probably took it from that dead soldier over there, along with the gun, it looked military issue.
Rick relayed the information back over the radio.
"Make it count," The voice said, "I'll be waiting for you."
Rick randomly asked the voice, "Wait, what's your name?"
Ben was confused as to why Rick would want to know the voices name, and apparently the voice was confused about the same thing, for the voice came back over the radio, and said, "Are you kidding me!? You're wasting time, the herd may stop eating that deer anytime now, and, if that happens, there is no way that you'll be able to reach me."
Ben gripped the handles of the latch to the top of the tank, prepared to open them at a moments notice, and remembered that his scythe was just outside of the tank. He said to Rick, "I need to get my scythe back, can you cover me?" That being said, he passed over his stolen pistol to Rick, who would hopefully use it to protect Ben, and not just shoot him in the leg so Rick can escape with his life intact while leaving Ben to get torn to pieces.
Rick nodded, cocking the pistol. He knew that Ben was taking a huge risk by handing him the pistol, he could easily just shoot him right here, or feed him to the walkers so he could make his own escape, but he would not do such a thing, and he would have to prove that to Ben. Truthfully, for somebody committed to a mental institution, Ben seemed surprisingly sane. If he wasn't sent there because he was mentally unstable, than what was he sent there for? Rick questioned himself, I'll just ask him later, that is assuming that we escape with our lives.
"On three, you open it." Rick informed Ben, readying himself for what was to come. When Ben nodded, he started counting, "One, two, three!"
Ben swung the latch open, causing it to bang against the tank. Ben noticed that the voice was telling the truth while climbing onto the tank, there was a walker on the tank, and there was a group feasting on a down on his its luck deer. When the walker realized that there was love food on the tank, Rick shot it in its head, preventing it from killing Ben.
Ben dove for his scythe, it was right next to a walker. The walker lunged for Ben, but Ben was faster. He grabbed his scythe and swung high, chopping the poor walkers head in half, killing it instantly. Ahh,Ben thought to himself, It's good to have my scythe back.
Ben was brought out of his thoughts by Rick shouting, "Come on, let's go!"
With that, Rick jumped off the tank, and started jogging to the alleyway where the voice would hopefully be, and where they hopefully could escape with their lives intact. While Rick paused for a moment, killing two walkers that were in their way, Ben caught up to him, and cut another walker's head in half. After the path was cleared, they both started running to the alleyway, which was in sight now. There were several more walkers that were taken care of, some by a bullet to the brain, others by a scythe to the head.
Within moments, they reached the alleyway. They both entered it, and saw a young man, who both presumed to be the man behind the voice. The man was shorter than both Rick and Ben, and was either Chinese or Korean. He had short black hair, and had a backpack slung on his back. Rick and Ben swung the gate closed, blocking the alley and giving them a moment to breathe. But, only a moment, the walkers were already pounding on the fence, and would breach the fence in a matter of moments.
"Come on." the man urged, starting to run to a ladder. Both Rick and Ben followed, running as fast as they could. Right as the man started to climb the ladder, the walkers broke the fence down, and started stumbling(best word I could think of to describe their movements) towards the trio. Rick started climbing the ladder. By the time Ben was climbing the ladder, the walkers had reached the ladder, and he barely missed a walkers hand. The trio continued climbing, until they reached a landing. At the landing, there was another ladder, this one reaching up to the roof.
Once Ben set foot on the landing, he looked down to see a sight that surprised him, a walker was climbing the ladder. Its pace was very slow, but it was still climbing, and would sadly reach the landing if nothing would stop them. He grabbed Ricks pistol from his holster, and shot the lead walker in the head, effectively blocking the walkers path. His work done, he passed the pistol back to Rick, who holstered it wordlessly, not commenting on what Ben did.
"I'm Glenn, by the way," the man introduced himself, prompting Rick and Ben to do the same, but Ben introduced himself as Reaper, again. "Wait," Glenn asked, "Reaper is a word, not a name? Why did-?"
"Doesn't matter," Rick interrupted, "Even if it is a word, it is suitable to identify him." Rick thought that Ben called himself Reaper for another reason, maybe he used it to introduce himself because he didn't want people to doubt him, to fear him.
Glenn shrugged, and said, "Suit yourself." He then started climbing, and after the second rung, he looked down, and said, "Look at it this way, if we fall, it will be the landing that kills us. I'm a glass half full kind of guy." That being said, he started climbing again.
"Man," Ben said, starting to climb the ladder, "If you're going to keep on joking like that, I'd fall down willingly. Rick chuckled at his response, where as Glenn frowned. Oh well,Glenn thought, I guess that he just doesn't have the same sense of humor that I do. Stinks for him.
After a few moments of climbing, the trio reached the rooftop. Once all three were standing on the roof, Glenn walked over to a rooftop access panel and flipped it open, climbing inside, made sure that the dynamic duo were following him, and then started to descend.
"Why did you help us back there?" Rick questioned, once he started to also descend down the ladder into the dark, hopefully walker-free room.
"In the vain hope that if I were in as bad as a situation ax you two were," Glenn answered, stepping off the bottom of the ladder onto the floor, "That somebody would help me." After he answered Ricks question, he exited the room, and walked down to a door. "Come on," he beckoned, leading the way. Rick and Ben followed, making sure to keep pace with their savior avid getting lost or separated.
Longest chapter yet. A new chapter will hopefully be posted tomorrow, if not, than the day after that, or the day after that, or the day after that, or the day after that, or the day after that. If anybody got what show I was referencing, you get a virtual cookie!