Fight the Living/Episode 9: Explosion

This is episode 1 of 8 of Fight the Living (2)

Explosion
The field was being plowed. Beth was getting a bucket of water from their new man-made pond. Hershel was milking a cow. Haley and Carol kept watch on one tower while Carl had the other.

"Morgan." Rick said as the grieving man sat in a lawn chair staring at the walkers on the gate.

"What?" he asked with little emotion.

"Could you get up there and help Carl keep watch?"

"Sure. 'Wouldn't want you letting anyone else lose head now would we?" he said with the same blank expression. No anger. No hate. He was just pointing somethingout. Rick understood and walked away as Carol watched him with a scowl.

"Michonne. Tyreese. Glenn. Maggie. Sasha. I want all of you to help me clear out all the walkers in the surrounding area." Rick said, just as expressionless as everyone else had been for the past two days.

Glenn opened the gate and they ran outside with all of their respective melee weapons taking out walkers. Each with a hateful look and taking out all of their anger on them. They were all angry at something. Rick for Daryl. Michonne for Andrea. Tyreese and Sasha for the world. Glenn and Maggie for the Governor. Carol raised her rifle and pointed it at Rick's head. She shook as her tears began to fall.

(Cue Opening Credits)

The Governor had all his people gathered again. "It's time to go. We're leaving Woodbury. They are winning and the longer we stay here, the longer they are on top! We're movin' out to the National Guard armory. Our brave men cleared it out just yesterday. It is loaded with supplies. Supplies that will make up for the ones we lost. Get all of your things together. We leave in an hour." he said to his people.

Hiding around the corner listening to every word were Andrea, Rowan, and Merle. "As soon as they get around the corner, we blow this place to hell." Rowan said to them.

The prison was perfect. Not a walker was in sight. "These are the toughest sons of bitches I've ever seen." Abraham said to Rosita.

"You got that right. But the tension is running a little too high. A couple more days and these people our gonna kill each other." she replied.

"You're right." he told her with a worried look.

Eugene and Milton had a jawless, armless walker in the gym.

(Temporary Hiatus)