You're Every Bit As Good As Him

by DucksFan1510

Shane never had to worry about being a leader before. That was Rick. Always the one in charge. But Rick is gone now. Killed in that mix-up by the police. Rick had always been there for him like any other older brother would've been. He's never been the leader or the older brother, but now he's going to have to be both in the middle of the end of the world. Complete!

3. Chapter 3

Alright so Chapter 3 is up now. Just as a warning Daryl has a different personality than from the show. So he acts different then you would think. Thanks for reading guys! R&R!

Chapter 3

The next day was all his. He headed out to the woods early in the morning for his day long hunt. Shane held one of his rifles and the other one was slung over his back. His pistol was on one side of his belt and a knife on the other side. He walked quietly through the woods so he wouldn't scare anything. The one thing he was glad about was that there didn't seem to be a lot of walkers around. He had only had to kill one with his knife. He glanced down at the knife that was covered in blood. Not exactly his favorite thing to wear. He was glad that he had come to this part of the woods though. There was plenty of game everywhere. He had gotten a lot of rabbits and squirrels and he was trying to track down a deer at the moment. As he walked he started thinking of more ideas for the group. He knew there was something he was missing. Some important fact was missing. Then it hit him. He had been Rick's second hand man. The guy that would take over but could also give out orders. That's what he needed. Someone else that would help him lead. Hershel had offered his advice but not being a second in command leader. He needed a guy that could make decisions for him and help him. He knew who that could be too. He would decide between Glenn and T-Dog later though. He needed to concentrate on finding this deer. He walked a few more hours with no results. He decided he should head back since it was getting closer to the evening. He decided he should cut straight through the woods instead of following all his prints and markers back. It would be easier. The walk was going much quicker and he wasn't paying much attention to where he was going. Lost in his own thoughts about this awful situation he was in. He was drawn back to reality by the sound of a walker growling. It was kneeling on the ground knowing on a boot. A boot. Shane leaped on it in an instant and killed it with one stab of his knife in the head. His suspicion was found correct as it wasn't just a boot, but a whole guy. He checked the boot for bite marks that would've went through but found nothing. He looked at the guy who was lying there. It looked like he'd been dropped in hell and pulled out again. There were claw marks all over the guy's body. Bear claws by the looks of it. He studied the guy. The kid couldn't be older than twenty making him ten years younger than Shane himself. He had short brown hair that was plastered to his head by sweat and blood. Blood. There was so much of it. The kid must have gotten mauled by the bear that attacked him. He was surprised that he was still alive. Shane glanced over and saw some sort of weapon a few feet away. He retrieved the weapon and discovered it was some sort of crossbow. Shane wasn't sure why he did what he did next but he picked up the younger man and his weapon and started carrying them back to the truck. The kid was bleeding all over him but, as if he knew he was being helped, he seemed to curl into Shane more. He got them to the truck just as the sun disappeared. He put the kid's weapon in the bed of his truck and then laid him out on the back seat. He got in the truck and sped back to Hershel's. He saw T-Dog waiting at the fence and rolled the window down as he drove up. "You need to get Hershel right now. You need to tell him to get his medical supplies put together," Shane said. T-Dog's eyes widened, "Are you ok? Did you get hurt?" Shane shook his head, "I'm fine just go!" T-Dog took off towards the house as Shane parked and slowly picked up the kid out of his truck. He went as quickly as he could to the house where he could hear Hershel yelling for things to be brought to his room. When he knocked on the door to be let in Glenn answered. "Shane! Jesus! Are you ok? What's going on?" Glenn's eyes locked on to what Shane was carrying, "Oh my god. What happened?" Shane glared at Glenn, "Glenn open the Goddamn door! Let's try to save the kid ok?" Glenn opened the door for them to be let in and Shane brought the kid to Hershel. "Shane what happened?" Hershel asked. Shane just shook his head, "Can you just try and help him?" Hershel nodded, "I'll do what I can."