The tale of The Archer, The Survivor, and the Cowboy.
An alternate ending for the OG teens in The Walking Dead.
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What if the group never found Sophia in the barn? What is she'd gotten away and was alive th...
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I've been spending the afternoon with Mom, sitting on the front porch and catching up when we heard yelling. We immediately share a worried glance before getting up and rushing over to the commotion, our hands on the handles of our knives, ready for anything.
My eyes widen a bit at the sight of a pinned under a bettered up Pete, as he fought back from under him. Glenn and Nicolas quickly rush passed me and Mom. Rick flips Pete over so he's hovering over top of him, punching the crap out of him.
'Shit.'
I hear a gasp from next to me and see Sam. He was crying and had a scared look on his face. Mom grabs him and holds him behind her. I look back up and see the other civilians of Alexandria gathering around, before finally seeing Carl and Enid run up together. Worry and shock covered their faces.
Pete flips Rick over so he's back on top. My jaw practically drops when I see Jessie running over to try to pull off her husband, and obviously failing. He punches her in the face, making her fly to the ground where Rosita grabs her and holds her to make sure that she's okay.
'What the hell is happening?!'
Rick flips them back over and continues to punch Pete in his batted face. Carl runs up, attempting to pull his dad off, but is just shoved off. Carl stands there with a look on his face that was a mix of being worried, and being pissed off. I can see Enid's shock from the corner of my eye.
I look back down at Rick on top of Pete. He had his hands wrapped tightly around his neck, preventing him from breathing while Pete tried to helplessly fight back from under him.
"Stop it, right now!" Deanna shouts, clearly out of breath.
"Come again?" Rick looks up at her with a crazy look in his eye. He had Pete held up against his body, his hands still gripping his throat.
"Damn it Rick, I said stop!" Deanna screams out. Rick lets go of Pete and gets up, pulling a gun from his belt, and pointing it around at the crowd, while Pete attempts to regain his breath.
'Is this really the same Rick Grimes that I once knew? He really did adjust to this world.'
"Or what? You gonna kick me out?" He scoffs. Deanna takes a step back and raises her hands slowly in an attempt to dilute the situation.
"Put the gun down Rick." She continues.
He crouches down, resting back on his knees and looks around to the crowd of people watching.
"Still don't get it. None of you do. We know what needs to be done, we do it. We're the ones who plan. You-! You just plan, and sit, and hesitate... You pretend like you know, but you don't." I look around at the people of Alexandria as they nervously watch. Nicholas turns towards the gate where Sasha is shooting at what I assume is walkers building up from the commotion, and I look back to Rick.
