Next chapter is up! Hope you guys are liking it. Thanks for reviewing!
Chapter 22
It sucked to have to go down this way. He thought about how Rick had just come back, how Daryl seemed so much more comfortable around everyone. And now some fat walker was going to rip his throat out. Shane shut his eyes and waited for it. He heard the panicked yell that came from Rick as he finally noticed Shane. He heard footsteps and a voice yelling. "No! No! Shane hold on!" Someone flew into the walker on top of him and the weight was lifted off of him. He sat up quickly and saw Daryl stabbing the walker in the head multiple times. The kid looked up at him and Shane had to smile a bit. Rick walked over quickly, "You alright?" Shane nodded, "Yea it didn't get me." Daryl got up shakily from the walker he had just killed, "You should've yelled or something. You would've been killed." Shane shook his head, "You guys were busy. I didn't want some walker to attack you while you were distracted with me." Daryl glared at him and went to pick up his crossbow which he had discarded to make sure he could get the walker off of Shane. The kid brushed past him and walked back to camp waving off everyone who came up to him.
Rick watched him go, "Uh Shane. I really think you should have said something. I mean, he's like, um, your brother right?" Shane could tell Rick was uncomfortable saying that but Shane just got up, "Look I didn't need you guys sacrificing yourselves to save me." Rick looked at him, "But you've been doing that for everyone else." Shane nodded, "Cause that's what leaders do. They protect the group." Rick grinned, "Then why were you always the one sacrificing yourself when I was the leader of the force?" Shane stopped. Had he done that? "Face it. You like protecting people," Rick said, "Come on let's go." Shane walked back with Rick and saw Glenn and Maggie had made it back ok. "Is everyone ok?" he asked. They nodded and he relaxed a bit, "Where's Daryl?" Glenn looked at him, smiled slightly, and pointed to Daryl's tent. Shane nodded, "Thanks." Rick leaned over to Shane, "I gotta talk to you later ok?" Shane nodded again, "Ok."
He walked towards the kid's tent. He tapped the door making it bend a bit. "Go away Shane," Daryl's voice came from inside. Shane sighed, "Look, just come out here so we can talk." Daryl didn't respond for a minute, "What do you want to talk about? There's nothing we need to discuss. You made a stupid decision and everyone here almost paid the price for it." Shane sat back on his heels and waited for a minute. How was he supposed to respond to that? "Hey I'm sorry ok? I just didn't want anyone to get hurt." The tent door opened and Daryl poked his head out, "Except yourself apparently." Shane shook his head, "I would rather die then have someone die trying to save my life." Daryl glared at him, "Yea? Well that's stupid. What would happen to the group if you died?" Shane looked at him, "Rick would take care of it." Daryl didn't move, "What if Rick died trying to save you?" Shane stopped, "Then it would be you leading them." Daryl shut the tent's door in his face, "No. I'm not a leader Shane. I'll never be." Shane stood up and turned to leave, "You'd be just as good as I was."
He walked away and headed towards Rick who was by the tree as night set in. "What did you need to talk about?" he asked quietly. Rick glanced around, "Ok. Do you remember how I told you that there were other people around?" Shane nodded, "What about them?" Rick took a breath, "Two things. One, I don't think they're good people. They seem like they're out to get others and not very welcoming. Two, I heard them talking the one night. Their leader was saying that you don't have to get bit by a walker to become one. He said that as long as you die by something other then a shot to the head, you turn into a walker. That means just dying in your sleep. Shane I don't know how we could pull this out. If we don't have to get bit to turn, we all have to survive everything." Shane leaned against the tree and didn't move. Now just dying would turn them into a walker. He turned to Rick, "You know what this means?" Rick looked at him, "What?" Shane took a breath, "That means if we know for sure someone in the group is going to die, we have to shoot them in the head." Rick looked at the ground, "How do we tell them Shane?" Shane thought for a minute, "I don't know. But I know someone who might." Shane walked up to Daryl's tent and flicked the tent door open. The kid sat up angrily, "Sleeping here!" Shane motioned for him to get up and Daryl grumbled something about lack of sleep going to make his senses duller but got up.
Daryl walked next to Shane, "What do you want to talk about now?" Shane didn't say anything for a minute and then said, "Daryl, Rick told me that we don't have to get bitten by a walker to turn. As long as you die by something other then a head shot you turn." Daryl stopped walking, "Well that officially sucks. That means we will have to shoot people." Shane nodded, "The group has to know. How are we going to tell them?" Daryl thought for a minute, "Let me do it tomorrow morning." Shane frowned, "You know what to say?" Daryl nodded, "Yep. Now I'm going to sleep." Shane watched him go. So Daryl was going to be second in command for him. That would take some stress off. Especially with this new fact playing a role.
Alright and there's that. Thanks for reading guys! Reviews are welcome!