The Walking Dead [Daryl Dixon]

Chapter 41- Ain't no sanctuary for all

~Daryl's P.O.V.~

I didn't like the way this guy, Gareth, looked at Haley. He gave her a couple smiles after they searched us. We walked outside and to the entrance. We saw a women with food

"Hi. Heard you came in the back door. Smart" She said "You'll fit right in here"

The guy who walked us over spoke "Hey Mary, would you fix each of these new folks a plate for me?"

"Why do you do it?" I asked "Why do you let people in?"

"The more people become a part of us, we get stronger. That's why we put up the signs, invite people in" The man explained

We looked around and noticed one the strangers were wearing gear. That's from the prison. He handed a plate to Carl and Michonne but Rick seemed uneasy. The guy was handing a plate to Rick when he knocked the plate down and grabbed the watch from his pocket. He put him in a lock position and held a gun to his head

We all picked up our weapons in alert

"Where the hell did you get this watch?" Rick whispered to the guy

Everyone else was on alert as well

"We want answers" Haley said

"You get 'em when you put down the gun" The guy said

"I see your man on the roof with a sniper rifle. How goods his aim? Where'd you get the watch?" Rick asked one more time

"I got it off a dead one. I didn't think he needed it"

"What about the riot gear? The poncho?" Rick asked being more aggressive

"Got the riot gear off a dead cop" Gareth said as we turned to him "Found the poncho on a clothesline"

"Gareth" The guys said

"You don't trust us anymore. Rick what do you want?"

"Where are our people?" Haley shouted

"You didn't answer the question" Gareth said

Rick threw the guy and everything went to choas. Everyone began shooting

"Get down now!" Rick yelled

We began running as the men in the rooftop shot at us

"Haley!" She ran up beside me as we all took off running. We ran and ran through the building until we went outside and came to a stop. There were too many of them. We were panting as I grabbed Haley's hand

"Drop your weapons! Now!" Gareth shouted from the rooftop

We stood and didn't drop them

"Now!" He yelled

We all dropped our weapons but I held onto Haley's hand.

"Ringleader, go to your left" Gareth demanded "The train car, go. You do what we say, the boy goes with you. Anything else, he dies, and you end up in there anyways"