(Anne Marshall belongs to AquaDestinysEmbrace. Kudos to Aqua for letting me use Anne!)
(Christopher Rudy, and Chelsea Jernigan both belong to Christopher Rudy. Kudos to Christopher for letting me use them!)
(I DO NOT own The Walking Dead, or any of the names or brands that appear. But I do own my OC's)
/Verity sighed, as she walked out of the bedroom, with Patrick. She took a deep breath, and grabbed his hand/
"They're going to give us so much shit, because of how they caught us..." said Verity
/Patrick smirked/
"How's that a bad thing? Speaking of which. You're still not sore, are you?" asked Patrick
/Verity scoffed, and rolled her eyes/
"Men" said Verity
/Patrick chuckled, as he pulled Verity, in for a deep, passionate, kiss. Verity smiled, as Patrick broke it/
"I love you" said Patrick
/Verity grabbed Patrick's hand, and looked him in the eyes/
"I love you too" said Verity
/Patrick and Verity, both took a deep breath./
"Well... here we go" said Verity
/Patrick and Verity, started walking down the stairs/
==With Anne==
/Anne, Dylan, Aelita, Chase, and Rebecca were all sitting in the living room. They all smirked, when they saw Patrick and Verity, blushing, and walking down the stairs/
"It's about time the banging stopped. We could hear the headboard of your bed, from here" said Rebecca
"S... S- Sorry..." said Verity
/The group, withheld laughter, as Patrick and Verity, sat down next to them/
"How about we forget that ever happened. Okay?" asked Patrick
/Suddenly, the group saw Ulrich, run into the room/
"RANDALL'S GONE!" shouted Ulrich
/The group went wide eyed. They all stood up, and ran out of the front door, with Ulrich/
"Where'd he go?!" asked Anne
"He took off! We can't find him anywhere! Josh is still there, but he's unconscious!" said Ulrich
"He can't have gotten far!" said Patrick
/The group ran to the shed, where they saw the camp, looking around. Chase and Dylan, ran to Christopher, and Chelsea/
"What the fuck happened? Randall's gone?" asked Chase
"There's not a trace of him! He high-tailed it out of here, and left Josh" said Christopher
"How long has he been gone?" asked Dylan
"It's hard to say... I have no goddamn idea" said Chelsea
/Dylan walked into the shed, and saw Randall's hancuffs were still hooked to the wall. He frowned/
"His handcuffs are still here. He must've slipped through them" said Dylan
"Is that even possible?" asked Carol
"It is if you have nothing left to lose" said Chelsea
/The group walked out of the shed, as everyone else was looking at the door/
"The door was locked from the outside..." said Luke
"Could somebody've let him out?" asked Alvin
"I don't know... But maybe we should-" said Charles
"RICK!"
/The camp went wide eyed, and turned, to see Shane, walking towards them. Everyone went wide eyed, as they realized his nose was broken, and was spewing blood/
"What the hell happened?!" asked Kyra
"He's armed! He's got my gun!" shouted Shane
"Are you okay?" asked Carl
/Shane nodded/
"I'm fine. Little bastard snuck up on me! He clocked me in the face!" said Shane
/Rick looked at the group/
"Alright, Hershel, T-Dog, get everybody back in the house. Glenn, Daryl, Chase, Dylan, Christopher, and Patrick come with us" said Rick
/Patrick, Dylan, Christopher, Chase, Glenn, and Daryl all nodded/
"Just let him go" said Carol
"Yeah, wasn't that the plan?" asked Aelita
"The plan was to let him go, far away from here. Not on our door-step, with a weapon" said Chase
/Verity walked to Patrick, and engulfed him in a hug/
"Stay safe, baby" said Verity
"Don't worry, Ver. I'll be back. I promise" said Patrick
/Patrick and Verity, shared a kiss. Patrick then turned, and started walking with Rick's group, towards the tree-line. Shane pointed north/
"I saw him head up through the trees, that way, before I blacked out. I'm not sure how long" said Shane
"He couldn't have gotten far. He's hobbled, exhausted." said Rick
"And he's got a fucking gun" said Christopher, bluntly
"So do we" said Rick
/Rick looked at Daryl/
"Can you track him?" asked Rick
"No, I don't see nothing..." said Daryl
/Shane sighed, with annoyance/
"Hey, look, there ain't no use in tracking him, okay? He went that way. We just need to pair up. We spread out, we just chase him down. That's it." said Shane
"That kid weighs about 125 pounds, soaking wet. You're trying to tell me that he broke your nose?" asked Patrick
/Shane frowned/
"I'd say a rock pretty much evens those odds, wouldn't you?" asked Shane
/Chase walked to Dylan, and leaned in close/
"He's not telling the whole truth... you know it as well as I do..." said Chase
/Dylan nodded, in agreement/
==Three Hours Later==
/Christopher, Patrick, Glenn, Dylan, Daryl, and Chase walked through the forest. It was nighttime, and they could barely see anything through the darkness. Chase sighed, with annoyance/
"I can't see two feet in front of me... Anybody got a flashlight?" asked Chase
/Christopher turned his on, and tossed it to Chase. Chase caught it, and started looking around. Daryl noticed two sets of footprints, on the ground/
"There's two sets of tracks, here. Shane must've followed him, a lot longer than he said" said Daryl
/Chase aimed the flashlight, at a tree. The group went wide eyed, when they saw fresh blood on it. Dylan walked to the tree/
"That's fresh..." said Dylan
/Daryl grabbed the flashlight, and aimed it at the ground. The group saw another set of footprints/
"There's more tracks. Looks like they're walking in tandem..." said Daryl
/The group followed the tracks, until they got to a small area. They saw that leaves were crunched, twigs were broken, and a lot of other footprints. Daryl frowned/
"Yeah, there was a little dust up, right here..." said Daryl
"What do you mean?" asked Patrick
"I mean, something went down..." said Daryl
/Christopher sighed, and shook his head/
"This is getting weird... really weird..." said Christopher
/Suddenly, the group heard a twig, snapping. The group took cover behind some trees, and raised their weapons/
"What the hell was that...?" whispered Patrick
/Chase looked around the tree, to see a lone walker, walking towards them. He sighed, and looked at the group/
"Walker... just one... I'll handle it..." whispered Chase
/Chase took out his KA-BAR knife. He waited for the walker, to get close. When the walker noticed him, he grabbed it, threw it against a tree, and then stabbed it in the back of the head. Chase smirked, as the walker fell to the ground/
"Not bad." said Patrick
"Thanks" said Chase
/Dylan turned the walker, to make it lie on it's back. The group went wide eyed, when they realized it was Randall. Daryl crouched, and examined Randall's neck/
"Got his neck broke..." said Daryl
/Daryl then started checking for bites, or scratches. After a few moments, he stopped, and had a questionable look/
"He's got no bites..." said Daryl
"Yeah, none you can see" said Glenn
/Daryl shook his head, and pointed at the neck wounds/
"No, I'm telling you, he died from this" said Daryl
"H... How's that even possible?" asked Dylan
/Daryl stood up/
"We all need to get back to the farm, and explained what happened to Randall" said Christopher
/The group nodded, in agreement. They then started sprinting towards the direction of the farm/
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