❝ look who's digging
their own grave. ❞
❝ that's what they all say. ❞
﹙ the walking dead fanfiction ﹚
﹙ daryl dixon x oc ﹚
﹙ season one - season eleven. ﹚
﹙ started 11/15/20 ﹚
﹙ note; lowercase inten...
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ROSALINE AND rick, and daryl were in pursuit of a man in a truck with their guns. for the sake of the chase, rhaegar was in the car with rick. he wouldn't be able to catch up at the speed they were going. the man had already caught onto them following along.
daryl took out his revolver and shot at the back. the flap fell out revealing a savior at the back with a gun of his own attached to the rear.
he fired a shot at them causing daryl to swerve on the motorcycle. it forced them to the side, crashing into the grass, sliding along. rosaline yelped in pain as she felt a stinging sensation up in her thigh.
rick passed them in his own truck, rhaegar yapping and barking in panic as he noticed them both go down.
daryl instantly checked over her, "damn it! knew i should've let you in the car with him.hey, what's hurting?"
the young woman hissed, pulling back the top of her pants revealing a road rash. it went all the way up to the side of her stomach. the marksman slapped the grass beside him in anger, pulling her up. rosa winced slightly.
"i'm fine, we gotta catch up." she reassured, "come on. we gotta go."
daryl hesitated for a moment, looking her up and down before nodding with a sharp exhale. he started the bike back up and they hopped on with the engine revving as they sped down the road once more.
rick was starting to have a shootout with the saviors, smoke building up behind them. he could use this chance to help him with the guy at the back.
"get ready i'm gonna speed up," he warned, the motorcycle shooting forward. the marksman pulled out his pistol again, shooting the man directly in the chest as they appeared through the mist.
the former sheriff glanced behind him, giving a grateful nod then tried to cut the man off the road. quickly rick instructed rhaegar to hop out whilst he jumped out from his own vehicle and into the savior's throwing him out with a swift punch to the face. rhaegar simply joined back alongside his owner.
however, for rick, it was too late to gain control of the steering wheel as he proceeded to drive down a hill out of the barred off-road.
rosaline gasped whilst daryl put the bike to stop, leaning it against the metal and racing down to check if rick was safe and sound, "is he okay?" she called down to her husband.
he grunted, "don't know yet."
the pair overlooked the hill, their eyes landing on the crashed vehicle. it seemed as if he wasn't alive until the leaves rustled, revealing rick crawling up the hill in the long blades of grass.
