TWD: Just Another Reason to Hold On (Daryl x Reader)

~26~

     You swing your axe ferociously and manage to cut deep in to Lucas' arm with ease. You laugh loudly as blood sprinkles everywhere like rain. Lucas was holding his arm. You swing again, but he dodges it. You knew. He was loosing blood. Suddenly, you see Gabin join in. He grabs his gun. You could see it from the crystal clear window. Immediately, you see him kick down the door and instantly fire. That's when you make your choice. To throw the axe. If it doesn't hit him... no, it has to kill him. As you dodge the bullets swiftly, you aim for him. You retract and launch. The axe goes flying in the air. Gabin was so shocked, he didn't move. Instead, he feared. He feared the object. Fear gets you no where.
     "Luc-" that was his last word. Lucas spins around and sees his dead corpse. Instinctively, he runs to it. 
     "Gabin!" he yells, shaking him. "Brother"
      You walk over to Lucas quietly and rip out your axe. He looks at you and grabs the gun. He shakily points it at you and you smirk.
     "Don't move," he says weakly, attempting to threaten you. It doesn't work. You don't listen and you move closer. "I'll shoot"
     Just before you were about to take another step, an arrow went right through his skull. Daryl. He grabs the arrow.
     "Wha' wer' you thinkin'?" he says, continuing to pull at the arrow out. You grab the gun and examine it. A revolver.
     "No ammo," you say. He finally pulls the arrow out and begins to walk over to you.
     "Wait," you head Rick say. "It doesn't make sense"
     "What?" you spit. "They're dead"
     "No," he continues. "Why would there only be two people?"
     Before any of us could say a word, a siren goes off. It makes an ear piercing sound, almost deafening you. Everything flashes red. The walls. The floor. The ceiling. Rick was right. Only two people in an entire mall? No, it just doesn't add up.
     "Run!" Glenn yells to you. You didn't realize the whole group was ahead of you. 
     A flashback. It comes back. Your dad. Run. It's happening again. For some reason, you were frozen. You couldn't move. A sharp pain hits you from behind. You see blood. No, it wasn't yours. Gabin. He was barely alive. He hit you with a tranquilizer. You couldn't run. You can't. You see him fall to the ground. He died. This time, you were sure of it. Blood loss. You knew it. You look ahead. Everyone has abandoned you. They were gone. Gone. Just like dad. Just like mom. Just like Jenna.
     It was only a matter of time until you can taste the familiar midnight black again. Nothing was new. You actually wanted it. To see the beautiful dull color again. One more time. Before you drop, you see more men surround you. They were all dressed in bulletproof vests and armor. They all held machine guns. It was over.
     Or so you thought.
     Black.