This is it...the finale...of Hell that Walks...

Fates will be revealed...

Season 2 is coming...

AND NEGAN IS COMING!

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Ok, chapter finale!

?'S POV:

We walked from the vans as our partners split up in a different direction. I heard a guy yell to us:

"If you find survivors, bring them in!" He yelled. I looked at my girlfriend and set off through the forest with her, looking for supplies and survivors.

Our usual place to check was a shack filled with clothes and movie stuff. I thought it would work but nothing happened yet. Kaitlyn came up with the idea after seeing our pal Zeke make a perfect rabbit trap. I guess she didn't think humans worked differently than rabbits.

"You think that we got something this time?" Kaitlyn asked.

"I'm not sure, I'm hoping its him." I said.

"Sal, I know that you're worried about him, but he's fine, I'm sure of it."

"I know he is, I just want to be with him."

"But you would have never met me." Kaitlyn said gloomy. I put my arm around her.

"I'm pretty sure I would have you anyway darling." I said, which eased Kaitlyn.

"For a military rookie, you're quite the teddy bear."

"Kaitlyn, I'm not a teddy bear." I said.

"But you are!" Kaitlyn said. I fake sighed which got a laugh out of Kaitlyn. She nudged me and pointed at a shack. We recently built the shack and doused it in water so people wouldn't run off. We also made a few slices in the wood that gave it the illusion that it was empty.

I ran around the shack and positioned myself at the side of the entrance with Kaitlyn on the other side. I whipped out my semi-auto shotgun while Kaitlyn took out her SMG. I turned to her and nodded three times slowly. We went inside.

It was all the same.

I took out a photograph of the place and held it to my right, comparing the two places.

Still nothing.

I turned around and saw something insane.

There was someone laying on the ground unconscious.

And a large bump was on her stomach.

?'S POV:

I ran and ran away from the hellish gunfight that surrounded me. My mind was racing like a ice cream truck from hell. I came to a path that was out in the open. But since I could see that more clearly, I chose it.

Big mistake.

My legs were shaking and that effectively slowed me down. I heard footsteps approaching, so without thinking, I stepped off the path and found myself plummeting to the ground.

I felt a very sharp pain in my leg and I nearly screamed. I bit on my jacket sleeve to muffle my screams in fear that the people following would hear me.

"Think she went this way?" A younger voice up on the path said.

"We lost her, shit." A new voice said.

"What do we do Gary?"

"Harley, it's Garrison and just report back." The new voice said. I heard rapid footsteps turn the other way and gradually fade. I released my jacket sleeve, buried my face in the jacket, I let my pain out by screaming into the jacket.

I did that for about two minutes and I hauled myself up only to fall back down. I rolled my pant leg up and saw a large scar across my calf. I whimpered as I went to poke it with a mucky finger and pulled it away when a tremendous pain swept through and tingled my spine slightly. I let a curse slip out to avoid screaming and bringing attention.

Then I heard a loud shuffling and a familiar groan.

I looked around frantically for a weapon to use against the beastie and eventually settled on a large branch. I lifted it from the ground and stood behind a tree.

I waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Nothing.

I was confused on why the beastie didn't come. I slowly turned and saw the beastie chowing down on something. I looked closer to see a raccoon being the meal. I almost vomited at the sight.

Then a large object hurled through the air and struck the beastie to a tree.

I jumped back and shivered from shock. I reluctantly turned to see the object was a harpoon. I looked even closer to see a small engraving in the middle.

"Aw damn, so close."

I quickly ducked back behind the tree peeking around slightly. I saw two men emerge from the bushes, both somewhat young.

One wore a blue sweater and baggy pants. On his back was some kind of strap. His black hair fell into a mullet as he ran a hand through his hair.

The other had a similar hairstyle, but he had sandy blonde hair that was somewhat hidden behind a red cap. He shook his head as he looked at the beastie.

"Dammit, I missed and we lost a meal." The cap man said. The black haired man yanked the harpoon out of the beastie and jabbed it in the head.

"Ted, it's yer first time, don't worry." The black haired man said. He stabbed the harpoon into the ground, looked at something in the distance, pulled the harpoon out, and tossed it. I heard a body slump to the ground.

"How do you do it?" The man called Ted asked.

"Years of 'pierence my friend." The other man said as he went into the bushes and came back with the harpoon with red on the tip. I leaned forward to get a better look, but I fell over.

The two men looked over at me and froze. I did too. I raised my hands as the man with the harpoon slowly approached me. He aimed the harpoon at me with the point at my face. His face showed uncertainty, as if he didn't want to do it.

"What ya doing here?" He asked.

"I was running." I said. Ted came over.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"What were ya running from?" The harpoon man asked ignoring Ted.

"People."

"Why?" The man asked.

"They were going to kill me." I said. The harpoon man looked over at Ted.

"Tat's new." The harpoon man said with a very audible southern drawl. Ted looked confused.

"Strange, we've never seen anything like that." Ted said. The harpoon man turned back to me and knelt.

"Ma'm, you telling us da truth?" The harpoon man asked. I slowly nodded and the harpoon man smiled. He reached his hand out and hauled me to my feet. I stumbled a bit, but the man caught me.

"Looks like ya hurtyerself pretty bad." The man said as he adjusted me. He scooped me up and Ted looked at the blood on my leg.

"What's that?" Ted asked nervously.

"A scar." I said. Ted didn't take any chances and lifted my pant leg up and sighed in relief.

"She's clean." Ted said.

"Ok then Ted." The man said.

"Who are you people?" I asked. The harpoon man grinned.

"Names Tobin, and dis ere is Teddy." The man called Tobin said.

"Hi, I'm Jenny."

JENNY IS ALIVE!

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