A/N: Just a smol heads up, after this chapter I'll likely skip a few things just because I really want to get into season 4. So I'm sorry if anything feels rushed.

Also I'm sorry for leaving you guys, I was taking a mental health break.

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In the main area of the prison, the boys Rick, Hershel and Daryl were interrogating the mystery woman who goes by Michonne who told us where Glenn and Maggie are, which is a place called Woodbury run by a man who calls himself The Governor. Sounds like a prick.

So, Rick, Michonne, Dary, Oscar and myself were tasked to head to Woodbury to retrieve them. I watch from afar as the boys pack up a van while Rick talks to his son. I smiled at the sight of Carol holding Little ass kicker but I heard the name Judith slip from Rick's mouth. I guess that's her new name.

But she's still Little ass Kicker to me and Daryl.

I look over to see Snowy standing beside me, "You sure about this?" He asked me.

"Yeah. Don't worry, I'll be okay. I have Rick and Daryl to watch out for me." I replied to him.

I stroke his neck with my head, he did the same. "Just...be careful." He tells me.

"Always."

We both heard a whistle and Daryl said. "Nyla! C'mon girl!"

"Coming!" I barked out and turned back to Snowy. "Just look out for our pups, okay?"

He nods and licks my forehead. "Always."

I headed over towards the car and hopped inside just when Rick closed the door and drove off.

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After stepping out of the car and avoiding a lone walker we follow Michonne towards the town, I tilt my ears back when I hear Rick speak. "You know, what you did for me, for my baby, while I was... " He trails off. "working things out— thank you."

"'S what we do." Daryl replies.

We then heard snarls, I growled when we saw a herd of walkers, at least twenty, approaching us. " Get in formation. No gunfire." Rick told us. He landed his machete onto a walker's head.

Daryl shot his crossbow into a walker's head while I pounced and sank my teeth into one walker and crushed it until it was dead — Oscar beat down a walker with a pipe. More and more walkers just kept coming. "There's too many of them." Daryl said while unsheathing his hunting knife.

"This way." Rick said while leading us deeper into the forest until we saw a lone shack. Not creepy at all.

When we stepped in and boarded up the door, but I gotta tell ya that this shack reeks of something dead. And it seems Daryl thinks so too. "The smell. It's got to be a fox or what's left of one."

But it was just a decomposing dog named 'HUNTER' .

"I guess Lassie went home." He says. Not funny, man.

I caught movement from the mattress, and Rick and Daryl saw it too when the leader ripped the blanket off to reveal a crazed man with a shotgun in hand. "Who the hell are you!?" He crazily asks.

"We don't mean any harm." Rick tells the crazed man.

"Get outta my house!"

"Okay. We will, but we can't right now."

"Now!"

"Shut him up." Michoone seethed through a hushed voice.

"Get out right now!" Crazed man shouts.

"There are walkers outside." Rick is trying to reconcile.

"I'll call the cops!" Dumbass there is no cops! Just Rick!

"I am a cop." Rick told him. " Now I need you to lower the gun— Don't do anything rash. Everything's fine. Let's just—"

The crazed man cocks his shotgun, " Show me your badge."

"All right. It's in my pocket. It's in my pocket." Rick slowly reaches down to his pockets. " Now, I'm just gonna reach down nice and slow." He lunged forwards and ripped the gun when it just went off, nearly hitting Daryl.

The crazed man was in a headlock but he bit Rick's hand and charged towards the door. He's about to open it when Michonne stabs him through the heart with her katana, he lays on the ground of his blood. Dead.

Rick and Daryl threw the crazed man's body outside to be food for the walkers, while the undead were distracted and we headed out the back door to head to Woodbury.

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It was dusk when we arrived at Woodbury, we hid from guards, some had bows while the others had guns. Michonne led us inside the city to avoid the sight of the guards, we headed inside a building that looked like an office. " This is where you were held?" Rick asks her.

"I was questioned." She replies.

Me and Daryl headed towards the nearest window where we saw a few people walking past us, "Thought you said there was a curfew." Daryl tells her.

"The street is packed during the day. Those are stragglers." She replies.

Rick joins us, "If anyone comes in here, we're sitting ducks." he explains. "We gotta move."

"They could be in his apartment." Michonne adds.

Daryl turned his head to look at her. " Yeah? What if they ain't?" he asks. His voice started to rise.

"Then we'll look somewhere else." She simply says.

All four of us walk over to her. " You said you could help us." Rick told her.

"I'm doing what I can." She snaps.

"Then where in the hell are they?" Oscar chimes in.

Then Rick led all four of us away from the woman to speak with each other privately. " If this goes south, we're cutting her loose." he tell us.

"You think she's leading us into a trap?" Oscar questions.

"Right now it's the blind leading the blind." Daryl responds. "Let's split up."

The sound of keys jangling against the lock alerted us as we quickly hid when someone stepped inside and spoke up. " I know you're in here. I saw you moving from outside." A man steps further to where we are. " All right, now. You're not supposed to be in here and you know it."

Rick pushed the man into the wall and dragged him to his knees while Daryl zip tied his hands behind his back. I just stood in front of them with my teeth bared. " Where are our people?" Rick asks him.

"I don't know." The man replies.

Rick pressed his Colt Python against the man's face, " You are holding some of our people." he growls. "Where the hell are they?"

"I-i don't know." Rick proceeds to stuff his mouth with a dirty rag and Daryl knocks him out cold with his crossbow. We dragged him to another room.

We manage to find the room where they held Glenn and Maggie where they both have bags over their heads—We throw tear gas and retrieve our friends just when the people start shooting, before leaving. I swear I caught a glimpse of what looked liked Merle but I wasn't sure.

We took the couple inside a restaurant or diner of some sort, Glenn was beat up and bloodied as for Maggie she was wearing Glenn's shirt. Me and Daryl checked the back door but only saw more people, " Ain't no way out back here." Daryl says.

" Rick, how did you find us?" Maggie asks while wrapping Glenn in a jacket.

Rick dodged the question and went on to ask Glenn " How bad are you hurt?"

"I'll be all right." He responds.

"Where's that woman?" Maggie asks.

She was right, where is that sword wielding woman? " She was right behind us." Rick responded while going towards the nearest window.

Oscar chimes, "Maybe she was spotted."

"Want me and Nyla to go look for her?" Daryl asked.

"No. We gotta get them out of here." The leader replies. "She's on her own." Well, he's right .

" Daryl, this was Merle." Glenn told him.

I knew I thought I'd spotted him.

"It was—He did this." Glenn continued.

"You saw him?" Rick asks.

"Face to face." Glenn replies. " Threw a walker at me. He was gonna execute us." Damn.

" S-So my brother's this governor?" Daryl asks. Now that would be an idiotic.

" No, it's somebody else." Maggie replies. " Your brother's his lieutenant or something."

"Does he know I'm still wit you?" Daryl questions.

"He does now." Glenn replies. "We told him where the prison was. We couldn't hold out."

"Don't. No need to apologize." Rick assured him with a pat on his knees. Him and Oscar helped Glenn up while Daryl spoke up " Hey, if Merle's around, I need to see him."

"No Daryl." I mutter under my breath.

"Not now. We're in hostile territory." Rick denies.

"He's my brother. I ain't—"

Rick cuts him off, " Look at what he did! Look, we gotta—we gotta get out of here now."

" Maybe I can talk to him. Maybe I can work something out." Daryl tries to convince Rick but it wasn't working.

"No, no, no. You're not thinking straight. Look, no matter what they say, they're hurt; Glenn can barely walk. How are we gonna make it out if we get overrun by walkers and this governor catches up to us? I need you. Are you with me?" Rick asks him.

I watched Daryl's eyes start to water but he nodded his head.

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Eventually we made it towards the main town where Daryl threw tear gas that started a shootout between us and the people of Woodbury, Oscar was down while helping Maggie and Glenn out the town. I stayed with Daryl while Rick helped the couple out.

"Nyla go!" Daryl told me while reloading his gun. I shook my head.

"I'll be fine. Just go!" With a huff I left him and scurried under the rv's and into the woods to go back to Rick and the others.

Just as I ran back to the group, I was pounced by something large that made us roll down a small landslide—I was pinned down by a large paw. "Who are you?" It growled with a male voice.

I looked up to see a large big male dog, he was snow white like Snowy but with black splotches on his coat. "I asked you a question. Who are you? Did they send you to take us?"

"What? No!" I replied. His paw pressed down my throat, almost cutting off my oxygen. "I was here to save my friends."

He growled and pressed his paw down harder, making me cough.

I then heard a sigh, "What's going on here?" I heard a voice speaking. A female one.

Through my blurry eyes I saw three other dogs; one looked like a mixture of a wolf and a dog, the other had black and white curly fur and the last one was a golden retriever, if a golden retriever was small.

"I found this one leaving Woodbury." The large dog spoke. "Don't worry I'll take care of them."

"Now Joey. What did we say about this?" The wolfdog spoke.

The large dog sighs. "Now let them go." He reluctantly let me go.

I cough and catch my breath. "You must excuse Joey, we just left that damned place." The wolfdog says to me.

I sat up to stare at her, "I'm Cena." She introduced herself. She turns to the curly fur dog, "That's Violet, the retriever mix is Fang and you've met Joey."

They're an interesting pack.

"Nice to meet you all, I'm Nyla." I introduce myself.

Cena nods her head. "Pleasure. Now what are you doing in that town, I've never seen you here before."

"That's because I'm not from here, I'm from that prison miles from here. Me and a few humans just came here to retrieve our friends that The Governor took." I explained to them. "Now my closest friend is still in there and I'm worried that he must've been taken!"

Cena sniffed my fur and then at my neckerchief that's hidden by my fur that had my dog tag with my name on it, she let out a hum in thought. "Well then. We'll help you." She says.

"What!" Fang barked.

"Cena, you can't be serious." Violet spoke.

"We're just doing this once. Now let's just help this pup out." Cena assures them.

I'm not a pup, I'm almost two years old now.

"Thank you." I said to them.

Cena nod her head and trotted off with the others and myself behind her, we head towards an open crack in the wall we walk through and hide an alleyway where a group of people circle around the main room.

Through the crowd I thought I saw Andrea or someone who looked liked Andrea and Merle, I then some asshole holding Daryl's crossbow. But where's Daryl?

I was answered when two men held him with his hands tied up and a crowd chanting "Kill them!" Towards Daryl and Merle.

I wasn't sure what's going to happen next...