Capítulo 3: 3- Awakening 2
(A/N: Ok, now that I published the book, I should let you know that there, probably, won't be chapters posted during the week. Because I've got work, and after summer I'm returning to college, so that's when this will be put on hiatus, have slow updates, or get dropped.
I did not read or watch anything related to "The Walking Dead" apart from Fanfics. But I am writing these chapters while watching the Serie.
Anyway, I think that's it for now, enjoy.)
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~Season 1 episode 1, Harrison Memorial Hospital in King County, Georgia 3rd POV~
Rick was extremely surprised to have a huge unknow man jump out of hiding while pointing weapons at him. Even more so after the fact that he didn't know what happened to the hospital he woke up in. What's more, there were corpses lying around that seemed to have been eaten.
"Whoa, whoa, calm down big man, I have no idea what happened here or to you. But we can talk about it, can't we? No need to resort to violence." Rick said, while nervously eying the gun and the knife, and slowly shuffling backwards.
"Don't move anymore than you already have, if you don't want to know how lead taste like. Where you bitten, or scratched anywhere, and what's your name." Roy said while looking Rick up and down, inspecting him.
"Bitten? What do you mean by that, why would I get bitten in an hospital?"
"It'll be easier to understand by what when you see them. Now, for the last time, what is your name."
"Rick, my name is Rick Grimes a Kings County sherif. I was shot while on duty and woke up here."
After hearing the name and profession of the man, Roy stopped pointing his weapons towards Rick, and started to look around for a bit before saying.
"Hello Rick, my name is Roy Colt. Nice to meet you. I also just woke up here, so I don't know much more than you, but let's stop talking here, in the open, it isn't sa-"
Roy was interrupted by noises being made behind the gray door, and it opening slightly, allowing a Walker to pass their fingers through the crack. Which made Rick panic, and try to run away to the elevators which, of course, didn't work.
"Rick! Rick, calm down. It will do nothing, there's not enough electricity to power the elevator anymore. Let's take the stairs."
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~ 1st POV, Roy ~
After making sure that the man that I encountered, even if he looked exactly like the actor playing Rick, was really the Rick that I knew from the show. I decided to follow him and help him a bit.
'I really need to get popcorn or, at least, some chips. To be able the drama that will happen around him. I wonder what his reaction would be if I told him what Lory and Shane did.'
While having those thoughts, I was leading an unusually silent Rick down the staircases to the outside world.
Opening the door to the outside world, we were greeted by a courtyard full of white blanket covered corpses. My paranoia getting the better of me, I turned slightly to say to the horrified Rick:
"Please be as silent as possible, we can't take the chance to wake them up, and yes I know, I will answer all the questions that you have within my capabilities."
While Rick was still shell shocked and looking at me with the look of 'I demand answers', he nodded to signify his understanding.
I wonder if the reason he's so… pathetic compared to his canon self is because he's still injured, is still confused, he hasn't found his purpose, or it might be all those things. Honestly, I hope he can get himself together, and fast because he's getting on my nerves, acting all meek.
When we got to the close abandoned military outpost, I spotted a Walker that was missing half of its body.
'Hmm, it might be a good chance to give him a reality check and explain some things to him.'
Deciding to kill the Walker after showing it to Rick and teaching him some things. I approached it.
"Come here Rick. You see that corpse with no legs over there."
"Yes, I see it, why is there a corpse in a military outpost, and why is there a military outpost right next to the hospital? I need answers, please tell me."
Ignoring Rick for the moment, I got even closer to the corpse, and kicked it softly. In response to the kick, it started to groan and screech at me while trying to get closer to me.
Seeing this, Rick went pale with fright and took a couple of stumbling steps back.
"You see Rick, from the small number of observations I made while we were in the hospital, this happened to the world. It seems the dead started to rise again."
Approaching the Walker, I took out my knife and while inserting it into where its heart is and multiple other times where important organs are with a small grunt of effort, I said.
"As you can see, even while having its heart, lungs and other important organs stabbed. It doesn't die, it doesn't even seem phased by it."
Stopping my stabbing, I positioned my knife towards its eyes, and pushed it in its brain while saying.
"The only way I know to kill it is by destroying the brain."
Mouth agape, he kept looking from me to the Walker and to me again.
"How do you know this if you just woke up in the hospital too?"
"Well, I had to fight off one of these in there, so I had to learn its weakness to kill it. And after stabbing it everywhere else, I was able to kill it with a stab in the brain."
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~ 3rd POV ~
Rick was, once again, in complete shock from the information Roy just told him. He wasn't even able to process the fact that he woke up in an abandoned hospital, and now he had to process the fact that the were now monsters walking amongst them. That there were Walking Dead.
'What happened while I was in coma, why did this happen, how did this happen, why does this man know so much more than I do. What is happening.'
While Rick was starting to have a mental breakdown, the man in question, Roy, was smirking while watching his reactions and expressions.
'No, if the world is like this. What happened to Lory and Carl. Oh no, I need to find them and make sure they're safe and sound.'
Roy's smirk turned into a smile when he saw the newfound determination in Ricks eyes.
When Rick was able to gather, and organise his thoughts, the duo set off in the direction of Ricks house.
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~ 1st POV, Roy ~
When we arrived at his house, I let him inside alone to have his little breakdown when doesn't find his family, and I decided to loot a couple of houses around for any supplies.
The first couple of houses didn't have much, just some spoiled fruits and meat, but sometimes I found cans, drinks, and daily necessities. Like toilet paper, shampoo, toothpaste, and other things. That all, but a couple of things, went into my inventory.
When I entered my fifth house, I smelled rotting meat. But not the type of smell there was in the refrigerators in the other houses. It smelled fouler.
'I hope it is what I think it is, I need the practice, and exercise.'
Slowly creeping into the house, making sure to not make any noise. I kept my hearing, that I realized was better than normal, sharp. By doing that while slowly clearing each room, I was able to hear grunts and heavy breathing of one of the rooms on the second floor.
Creeping up the stairs, I was able to know exactly where the sounds were coming from. It was coming from a room to my right.
Opening the door, I saw a Walker that, after noticing me, began to slowly walk towards me.
'Phew, it's more stressful than I thought. Inhale, exhale, you got this Roy, you got this'.
After hyping my self up, I took a battle stance with the knife. With my right side, where I hold my knife, pointed towards the Walker and my left hand open close to my chin.
Not letting the Walker get too close to me, I briskly approached it. Once in my knifes strike zone, I tried to stab it underneath it's chin into its brain. But it managed to grab a hold of me, which slowed down my momentum and ripped a bit of my clothes.
Quickly putting more strength into the knife that couldn't completely pierce the skull by using my other hand to push into the knifes handle. Killing it, but just to make sure, I stabbed it in the brain a second time.
'Man, I was overconfident. Even with all that I learned; I'll need to adapt to fighting a Walker, it's completely different than fighting a human. And my new outfit that was gifted to me by the ROB got ripped, I hope I will be able to find a sewing k-'
#BANG#
Before being able to finish that line of thought, I was interrupted by the sound of a gunshot. Rushing outside, I saw a middle-aged man that had a firearm in hand and a young kid hold a shove hovering above a knocked-out Rick.
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(A/N: 1665 words.
So, I have a question for y'all, should I make the stuff he got from rob special in some kind of way. Like auto repair, extreme sharpness etc.
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Yes, but (suggestions)
I've already got some plans but let me know what you think.
And tell me how my first try at writing dialogue went.)
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