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Loss (The Walking Dead - Carl Grimes)

Chapter Two

Ava's P.O.V.
The next morning, we exit the gas station, hoping to find a more permanent place to live.
"Ava, there's a dead-brain up ahead." Alice states. I look at it, grabbing my kusarigama. I walk towards it, while everyone else stays back. I swing my weapon towards it, but just as I do so, an arrow pierces its brain. A man in a leather vest steps out, and I pull my gun on him. We have two guns, I have one, and Rose has the other. We have them for emergencies.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"I should be asking you the same thing." he says, looking at the group behind me. "Aren't you guys a bit too young to be all alone? I mean, do you not have a group?"
"We do just fine on our own. Now answer my question, who are you?"
He stays completely silent. I roll my eyes, moving the gun down a bit. I pull the trigger, purposely missing him. It's a scare tactic, and it worked.
"Woah, kid, calm down! My name is Daryl. Daryl Dixon." he states.
"What are you doing out here, Daryl?" I inquire.
"I was hunting."
"Guys, head back to the gas station, I'll meet you there." I whisper.
"We're not leaving you." Rose tells me.
"Please, just... get Quinn away. If something goes wrong, I don't want her to be hurt." I lie. It's the entire group I'm worried about, not just Quinn. I'm very worried about Quinn, too, but not just her.
"No, I'm staying too." she says, crossing her arms.
"Fine, but if anything goes wrong, run. I'll find you later." I tell her. I walk slowly up to Daryl, putting my gun away so he knows I mean no harm. "Look, Daryl, we've got to keep moving. Now, I'm willing to pretend none of this happened and be on my way, but you can't come after us, alright?"
"I'm not leaving 3 teenagers and a kid out here all alone. You'll never make it." he says.
"We've made it so far." I cross my arms, much like Quinn did not too long ago.
"You're lucky, then. Ya' won't stay lucky forever." he states.
"Okay, look, there's nothing you can do. You're alone out here, too." I shrug.
"I've got a group, kid. We've got a home. You could come live with us." he suggests.
"Where is your 'home' exactly?" I question, assuming he's lying to us.
"It's in a prison. It's a few miles from here. I'm going back now, if you want to stay alive, keep your sister alive, then you'll come." he says. I never told him she was my sister.
I sigh, looking back at Quinn. She's too young to die, too innocent.
"We'll join you, Daryl." I state. We begin walking. Daryl is in the front to lead us there, as we, obviously, have no idea where to go; I'm in the back, making sure no dead-brains sneak up behind us. Within an hour, we approach a large prison with many reinforced fences. There are many dead-brains pushing against one specific part of the fence, where most of the reinforcements are.
"Open the gates!" Daryl shouts. A boy about my age runs out of a tower and opens the gates, shooting the dead-brains near us so they don't get in as well.
"Whose this?" the boy asks.
"This is, uh... um," he looks at me, realizing that he doesn't know my name.
"Ava," I state. "This is Rose, Alice, and Quinn." I introduce the others, motioning to each of them. His eyes linger on me and I see a hint of pink creep up his neck onto his cheeks. Daryl looks between us, smirking slightly.
"Well, since he's too busy drooling, I'll introduce him. This is Carl." Daryl states.
"What? No! I just..." Carl stops, not sure how to finish the sentence.
"Mmhm, sure. Follow me girls, I'll take you to Rick." Daryl looks over
"I can take them, Daryl... if you want to keep guard." Carl suggests. Daryl looks at Carl, then me, then Carl. Carl mouths something and Daryl rolls his eyes before stepping out of the way so Carl can lead us toward the prison.
"So, Ava, where are you from?" Carl makes polite conversation as we walk. Rose elbows me softly, smirking at me. I slap her arm, pretending to be angry, but smiling slightly.
"I grew up in Florida, but when Quinn arrived, my parents moved us to Atlanta." I state. "How about you?"
"Just a small town outside of Atlanta." he shrugs. "So, how old are you?"
"I don't really know... I was born in the winter, and I was 11 when this all started. We've had 3 to 4 winters, I think... so 14 or 15?" I say, confused.
"Oh, cool, um... I think I'm around that age." Carl states. He tries to continue the conversation, but it quickly fades out when we reach the prison.
"Who are they?" a man with dark hair and the same blue eyes as Carl asks.
"Daryl found them while hunting." Carl states.
"Are you interested in joining our group?" the man asks me.
"I'm interested in keeping my sister and my friends safe. If I have to join your group to do so, then absolutely." I state.
"Follow me. I've got a few questions to ask you before you can officially join." he says, leading us into the cafeteria of the prison.

Notes

A/N- Hello, again. :) I just wanted to inform you that each of my OC's are somewhat based off myself, Ava having most of my qualities. Rose is the part of me that is constantly afraid. Alice is the part that holds sadness, which you'll learn about later on. And Quinn is the part of me that's still young and hopeful.
I thought I should tell you that so you know how much thought was truly put into these characters. I always base my characters off of myself in some way, shape, or form. I think it adds more meaning to the story if I understand what the characters are going through because it helps me more accurately describe their thoughts and feelings.
Be sure to click the links because, well... why not, right?
If you want to know what the group is wearing, click these: Ava's Outfit, Rose's Outfit, Alice's Outfit, Quinn's Outfit. Each of their outfits has a quote from them on it (excluding Quinn). Not all of the quotes have appeared in this story yet, but they will all be in it eventually. For Quinn's outfit, I just put a link to a picture Mia Talerico (the one portraying Quinn) wore because I don't know what children are supposed to wear.
This chapter may seem boring because I was just getting them into the prison. I might have went over my 1000 character limit, but I typically do, so it's alright. I try to stick to 1000 characters so it isn't too long, nor too short. Um... that's all, I guess?
Enjoy! <3 xx
-Riley:3 (^-^) (≧ヮ≦)

Comments

This is a good story I hope you continue with it

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