The Walking Dead [Daryl Dixon]

Chapter 42- Close to becoming the dead

~Haley's P.O.V.~

I slowly began to awake when I felt myself dragging. My vision was still burry. All I could hear was drilling, and when I looked up I saw a person on the table. I felt something around my mouth. They forced us to our knees in front of a small long bin. I looked next to me and saw Daryl. My vision was getting back to normal, I looked passed Daryl and saw Glenn, then Rick, then Bob. I turned to my left to see strangers. What the hell was going on? But judging from the cut up bodies I had a feeling this isn't going to end well. One guy I could feel behind me had a baseball bat and kept swinging in around.

"All right, let's get this done" One voice spoke behind us

Two guys walked passed us and approached the first guy. One guy hit him in the back of the head while the other slit his throat. He yelled out and screamed in pain. Blood began to pour into the bin in front of us. They kept doing the same thing to the next three guys, and I was next. I could see Daryl at the corner of his eye twitching, wanting to pounce and beat these guys to death. But he was just afraid as I was. I closed my eyes when I heard silence and I knew they were about to hit me when someone walked in, Gareth

"Hey guys" He was holding a book with a pen "What were your shot counts?"

"Thirty-eight" I heard the man behind me say

"Hey!" Gareth said to be men, I'm guessing they raised their bat about to hit me "Your shot count?"

"Crap man I'm sorry, it's my first round up" The second man said

"After your done here go back to your point and count the shells. We won't be gathering it until tomorrow" Gareth said

Daryl began muffling and yelling. I looked at him, what is he doing? Trying to get himself killed first? He didn't stop even when I nudged him, he simply glanced at me and kept yelling and Gareth was writing something down. Eventually Gareth approached him and took off the rope on his mouth

"Let us go" He said in a stern voice

"Sorry Daryl we can't" He said about to put the rope back

"Okay fine, kill me, get enough blood from me but let the rest of these people go"

I muffled and shook my head, no, no way he was about to do this. No way he's asking him to do this

Gareth bend down to his height "You know I admire this, you would do anything for Haley because of how much you love her. I still didn't know love like his existed. But now I see" He stood up "But both of you are still dying, all of you" He said looking at each of us "Good thing both of you get to die next to each other" Before Daryl can put in another word Gareth put the rope back in his mouth "You have two hours to get them on the dryers, then we go back to public face. Now is the time we can get messy but we need to dial it all in by sundown"

"You got it" One man said

"Yes sir" The other said

Just then  we heard gunshots, what the hell was that? I looked at Daryl and he looked at me

Gareth grabbed his radio "Hey Chuck"

I slightly turned my head to see the man raise the bat to my head when we heard gunshots again. Before anything we heard a loud bang that made everyone fall, even us. We all tried to get up and I succeeded, sorta of. My ankle throbbed, before the big explosion happened I tried to stand up but I fell on my ankle, the pain only increased by the second

"You stay here" Gareth said

"Wait these guys aren't going anywhere" The man said

"Stay here until I know what's happening!" Gareth yelled and walked out

"So we just sit here?" The man asked the other

"We got a job to do"

I was back where I was before. Are you kidding me? They are going to continue even after what's just happened. I could feel the man raise the bat when I heard a stabbing and someone hitting the ground. I turned to see Rick stabbing one of the men in the neck and Daryl tackled the one with the bat. Rick came over to me and untied the rope, then he helped the others.

"It sounded like a bomb" Glenn said as we all stood up

"Sounds like someone to helping us, sabotaging this place" Bob said

Everyone stood up and I hopped up but on one leg. Daryl walked over to me and kissed me before grabbing my hand getting ready for us to leave. Rick and everyone else began to grab weapons

"Who the hell are these people?" Glenn asked

"They ain't people" Daryl said

Bob was about to stab the guys in the head

"Don't" Rick said "let'me turn"

Daryl began to walk but I didn't go

"What's wrong?" He asked looking at me

I looked down at my ankle that I wasn't standing on

"Come on, we gotta go" He said putting my arm over his as I hopped out of there with his help following the rest of the group

We tried finding our way out

"Cross any one these people you kill them, don't hesitate. They won't" Rick said as we grabbed more weapons

We found out way outside. We came up with a plan as we ran out in action, expect me. I followed close behind still hopping on one leg. Daryl stood by me the entire time. We looked around to see smoke and walkers everywhere

"We need to find the rest of the group" I said

Rick looked around "This way, stay low"

We kept going until I was way behind, Daryl stood by me but he killed walkers in the side. My ankle was throbbing too much, I could feel it was swollen. I kept going hopping and limping on that ankle, hot tears rolled down my cheek from the pain, I knew I couldn't stop. I had to keep going, if I stopped I was long gone. I'm fresh meat for the walkers, a girl here who is limping from a throbbing ankle, I was slow. Daryl left my side for a second to kill a walker but by the time I knew it he was out of sight. I looked around to see walkers everywhere. No one in the group I could find. I was alone. Walkers everywhere, fresh slow meat standing right here. I only had a knife in hand. Not the finest weapon I would choose.