Here is chapter 6. I want to thank everyone who has taken the time to review it, and also to those who have read it. For being my first fanfic, its going better than I expected.
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Alex and Carley hurried through the woods, hoping they would reach the dairy in time to find the rest of their group still alive. Carley led the way, having remembered the path that she had taken earlier that day. Alex followed closely behind, praying that they wouldn't be too late.
I couldn't save my group, but like hell am I going to let this one die as well, he thought, as he leaped over a fallen tree. This time, it will be different.
"How much farther?" he asked.
"Not much," Carley called back. "It took us about two hours getting there walking, so we should be there...right about...now." Carley quickly skidded to a stop, and Alex, so focused on his plan for revenge, ran into her. As he was about to ask what was going on, he saw why they had stopped.
In front of them, stood a fence, the wires humming with electrical energy. Even a few feet away, Alex could feel the electricity causing the hairs on his arms to stand on end. For about ten feet on their side of it, most of the trees had been cleared away. On the other, all that could be seen was fields and fields of wheat.
"I must have made a wrong turn somewhere," Carley said, as she walked up to the fence and look down it. "I don't know how far off or which way the entrance is. We could go looking for a gate or something…"
"We don't want the entrance, Alex replied, looking around. Carley turned toward him, with a look of questioning. "And it would take too long to go find a gate. We just need to figure out a way to get over the fence…"
Looking around, he couldn't see anything that would help them get over the fence. We can't climb it, there are no trees close enough to jump over it, and it would take way too long to find a gate. There's got to be a way...
Suddenly, moan came from behind them. Carley and Alex turned around to see a biter coming out of the woods, wandering around, having not seen them yet. Carley walked up beside Alex and moved to pull out her gun, but he put out his arm, motioning her to stop.
"I have an idea." He leaned over and told her the plan, making sure that every detail was told. Carley listened, with a look of concern on her face, and after a moment, she nodded.
"It's risky, but its our best chance." She moved to take her position to the side as Alex studied the zombie.
It was one that had turned recently, because it was still in pretty good condition. It was wearing a letter jacket, not unlike Ben's, but this one was red, instead of blue. Wonder if this guy was from the other school…
Alex whistled at the creature. It turned and when it saw him, it let out another moan and started hurrying toward him. He waited until the zombie was right in front of him, and started backing up. He knew it wasn't the brightest idea to walk backwards, but was the only way he could make sure he kept the creature far enough away so it wouldn't grab him. As he continued back, the creature started getting more frantic, stretching it arms out trying to get him. Looking over its shoulder, he saw that Carley had snuck up behind it and was following, quickly closing the gap. She nodded, and he knew it was time.
Alex lept to the side, as Carley ran up and pushed the walker as hard as she could. It fell forward into the fence, pulling a section of it down. As it struggled to get up, it got more and more tangled in the wires, while continuing to fry with the amount of electricity flowing through it.
Carley walked up to look at it, but quickly turned away, as smell of it cooking got to her. Alex stood there, watching as it started to blacken and its movements started slowing down. Even though he felt bad for the person that the zombie used to be, he wasn't willing to shoot it and put it out of its misery. I'm going to need all the ammo I've got for the St. Johns, he thought as the zombie twitched one final time, and laid still.
"Come on, we need to keep moving," He said, as he gingerly stepped on the wire on the ground, and when he felt no shock, he hurried across. Carley quickly followed, making sure to avoid the crispy walker.
They hurried through the wheat field, changing rows every couple of steps, just in case anyone was watching them. Row after row of wheat went by, until suddenly, they head reached the end of the field. Alex crouched, took a quick look, to see if anyone was around, and when he didn't, he took a step out of the wheat, to get a better look.
In front of them, stood the side of the red barn, causing Alex to shiver at the memory of being trapped inside there, hoping for a rescue. Off toward the right, he could see the two-story house where the St. Johns lived. The lights were on, and it looked as if people moving around inside.
"Alex." Alex turned to see Carley, with a determined look on her face. "We're going to need to hurry. It looks as if a storm's coming."
Alex glanced up to see that she was right. Dark clouds had began to cover the sun and the wind began to pick up, whistling through the trees. We need to hurry, but a storm could provide us cover for a surprise attack, if need be.
As Alex was about to discuss with Carley about what they were going to do, the door to the house flew open. Carley and Alex quickly slipped back into the wheat, to watch what was going on.
Out came their most of their group, being marched at gunpoint by the Andy and Danny St. John. Alex felt his blood boil, remembering their twisted laughter as they cut his dad's arm off and dragged him away. Alex shook his head, trying to get rid of the memory...for the time being. Right now is the time for a steady head, not a killing machine.
"Alex, do you see Lee?" Carley whispered, with a look of worry on her face as they watched Motor Inn group be marched toward the barn.
"No, but I don't see Katjaa, Duck, or Mark either…" The group had been forced inside the barn now, probably being taken to the meat locker, where Alex and Rachel had been held before. Andy continued with the group inside as Danny, went back inside the house the house. A few minutes later, he came out, dragging Lee by his legs.
Carley gasped, and moved to save him, but Alex grabbed her arm, holding her back.
"We can't save him right now!" he whispered, watching as Lee was drug into the barn. "If we do, there is a chance that he could be killed in the crossfire. And, if we make too much noise, we don't know what Andy and their mom, will do to the rest of our group."
Carley looked as if she was about to argue, but decided against it. A few minutes later, Andy and Danny came out, looking smug.
"Which one should be next, after we finish him off?" Danny asked, looking off toward the oncoming storm
"Maybe Lee…he's the smartest of the group, and he needs to be taken care off." Andy replied, glancing back toward the barn.
"Yeah, but he will last a while. We should eat one of the little ones. As you know, they don't last as long." Danny said, grinning widely.
"No, they do not," Andy agreed, "but we can't eat the boy yet. He's the only thing keeping the vet bitch focused on saving."
Good, both Duck and Katjaa are still alive. But what about Mark…
"Alright, we will eat the girl next. Besides, you how I've always loved youngins." Danny laughed, making Alex clench his fists in rage, forcing himself to remain where he was and not try to kill them both right there and then.
"I know you do. Now, come on. We still have time to eat dinner. And we don't want Mark ti get cold, now do we?" They both laughed at that as they headed inside the house.
Alex could see the look of horror on Carley's face, and he knew that there was something similar on his. No… not Mark.
"Come on," Alex started, trying to shake the thought of Mark being devoured, "now's our chance to go save our group." Carley nodded her agreement, the look of sheer horror slowly diminishing as it was replaced by one of determinedness.
Keeping an eye on the house, Alex sprinted toward the barn, with Carley close behind. Luckily, no saw them, and they made it safely in the barn. Alex let out the breath that he didn't realize that he had been holding and turned to Carley, seeing her pull out her gun.
"I'll guard the door," Carley said, as she took position to the side of it, so she would be able to see someone coming in, but they couldn't see her.
"Alright, I'm going to get the group." He hurried through the barn, passing all the stalls and reaching the door at the back. Luckily, the St. Johns brothers had left it unlocked, but Alex paused before opening the door, remembering what was on the other side. Mentally trying to brace himself, he slowly opened the door, and reeled back in horror.
In front of him, lay the room where his father had his arm cut off and it was just as bad as Alex remembered it. Everywhere Alex looked, blood seemed to be there. Instruments used for the removal of flesh hung from the walls alongside jars filled with what looked like organs. On the right, stood the giant metal box, where he and Rachel had been trapped last time.
Alex forced himself to focus on the door as he began to make his way over to it. As he tried to step around the puddles of blood on the floor, thoughts of all the people that the blood could have belonged to, hurried Alex to the door, hoping to find everything alright. He grabbed the handle and threw it open.
"Alex!" Alex braced himself for an attack, but it was only Clementine, charging him to give him hug. He broke out into a smile, bent down, and gave her a hug back. Thank God she's alright.
As they broke apart, Clementine's happy face quickly turned worried.
"Lee still hasn't woken up." Alex glanced over to see that Lee was leaning up against the wall. Lilly was checking on him as Kenny and Larry were arguing about what they should do.
"We need to go save them! My family is in danger!" Kenny was practically throwing himself at the door, trying to get past Larry, who was standing his ground,
"But my daughter isn't! If you go, you will put her in danger, and I won't allow that!" Larry responded by throwing Kenny to the ground and standing over him. "You're not going anywhere."
Dad, let him go," Lilly responded, causing Kenny, Larry, and Alex to look at her in surprise. "If it was me who was trapped in there, you would be trying to save me, no matter what."
"But..." Larry started, looking dumbfounded at what to say.
"Look Larry, we can still save them," said Alex, getting up,heading over to the rest of the group, and helping Kenny up. Larry glared at him, but Alex continue before he had a chance to interupt him. "And, keep your daughter safe. Lilly will stay here and guard Clem and Lee, while you, Kenny, Carley and me go save Katjaa and Duck."
"Don't forget about Mark," Clem said, as she went over to Lee to check on him, incase he woke up. "He was still alive, last time we saw him."
"And Mark," Alex finished, more to help reassure Clem than anything else. If he's still alive, I will save him.
"Don't stick me on babysitting duty!" Lilly jumped up and shouted at them. "You know I can help!"
"Lilly, I know you can help," Larry began to say, walking over and pulling her into a hug, "and that you would be a great help, but I can't lose you. If you died, I don't think I could continue on. At least, with you in here," he looked around, making sure it was safe, "you will stay safe, and, you can protect people who are unable to protect themselves.
Everyone stood there speechless. It was the first time that Alex had ever heard Larry say something so nice, so sincere, he couldn't think of anything to say. Apparently, no one else had ever heard him say something so nice either, including Lilly, who just simply nodded. Larry smiled and then turned, to see that everyone was staring at him.
"What the hell are you assholes staring at?! We've got people to save!" Larry hustled out of the room. After a moment of trying to process what happened, Kenny and Alex hurried after him.
As they passed through the butcher room, Kenny paused to grab what appeared to be a bloody sickle, before following after Alex. As they passed by the stalls, a bolt of lightning flashed in the doorway, illuminating everthing in a bright, white light, followed by a massive clap of thunder, shaking the building. Outside, rain began pouring down, making it difficult to see anything.
Alex reached the doorway and smiled, not one of joy, but one of revenge. Good, he thought, as he watched the rain pore down, they won't know what hit them.