Bitten But Alive (The Walking Dead X Reader)

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His eyes widened realizing that I wasn't a walker, his eyes went straight for the arrow and he slightly lowered his weapon, "Shit.."

Well technically I am one but who cares about details

He came forward to help me but I stepped back and away from him. I basically wore a thick, tattered ,hooded poncho over my clothing, meaning he had no idea if the arrow actually pierced me or not."N-No it's alright,"I placed my hand on the arrow and pulled it out without flinching,"See? I'm fine."

"Are ya sure,that was stuck inside ya,"he came closer so I thought of a lie on the spot.I also lowered the arrow behind me to wipe off the bit of blood on the tip with my shirt.

Good thing I've always been good at bullshitting stuff,I tapped at the spot the arrow had hit me,"I have protective gear underneath,it's almost impossible for arrows or bullets to hurt me."

Well it wasn't a complete lie. I mean being a walker and all, everything but my head is protecting me from getting injured or dying.

He only nodded not really understanding and began to walk past me, maybe he's part of the group. I decided to follow after him in silence. He was heading in the direction where I had seen the deer and walker. It also happened to be from where I had heard the child screaming. He glanced back at me only for a second seeing as I hadn't stepped out from behind a tree before he noticed the deer had been eaten through. I remained behind the tree as he grew angry in a split second, any thought of me out of his mind.

"Son of a bitch,you kiddin me! That's ma deer! I've been tracking this for a mile!" He walked over,more like stomped over and began to kick the walkers body over and over."Look at it all gnawed on by this filthy ,disease bearing mother fucker!"The walker seemed to suddenly come back to life to which he shot it in the head,"Think if we cut round the bite we can still eat it?"

At this addressing of another person I noticed a man I hadn't seen before,he had fluffy hair and a beard and had that same leader presence as sheriff man. Only sheriff man's was more pronounced and authentic looking. Along with him happened to be sheriff man, Glenn, that guy I saw back at the roof with a beard, an old guy with a fishing hat on his head and a guy in maybe his 30's with a baseball cap. "I don't think we should risk it Daryl."

So Daryl, another name I've never heard of before.

"What a waste." He kicked at the body again before gesturing to the rope he had on his shoulder, "Well at least I caught these, got some squirrel, about a dozen or so." He shrugged to himself before continuing, "It'll be enough for now."

He began to walk past them into the woods, it seems he had forgotten about me, and no one else had seen me so I quietly ran back to my bike and hurried over to where their campsite was. Seeing the red car I had seen Glenn driving in made me smile, he had way too much fun driving around in this thing.

"What, is he dead?!"

A fight? I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as I turned off my bike,I slowly snuck into the camp. Everyone seemed to be staring at Daryl. In their facial expressions some held pity, others held fear, and three held regret. "We're not sure..."

"He either is or he aint! So, what is it!?" Deryl began to circle around the bearded man with fluffy hair.

"There's no other way to say this so I'll just say it, "sheriff man decided to speak up as he walked over to Daryl. In return Daryl asked who the hell he was, "I'm Rick Grimes."

I raised an eyebrow, What kinda name is that?

Daryl glared at him, "well Rick Grimes," he spoke in a mocking tone getting up closer to him, "Got somethin you wanna tell me?"