The Trotting Dead

****'S P.O.V

"...Turn it off..." I heard Tyreese say in the back.

After a minute, he stopped breathing. We stopped the car and carried him out.

"Damn..." I said.

"I'll get him." Michonne said, grabbing her sword.

She forced the sword through his forehead and I radioed Carol.

"Tyreese's dead. We'll be there soon... get a shovel ready." I said.

"Alright, Rick." Carol said a moment later.

I looked around to make sure Walkers weren't on us.

I could've sworn that I saw someone move in the woods.

"You alright?" Noah asked me.

"...Yeah. Maybe." I said.

TWILIGHT'S P.O.V

It's been a year and a half since the attack. Not much has happened since then. The Trotters seemed to nearly vanish, but they're still out there. I guess our exterminations are working.

"Hey, Twi." Red said from behind me.

"Hey, Red. Did you see Spike?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's with Rarity, go figure..." Red said as he rolled his eyes.

I let out a chuckle and I sat down with Red.

"How long has it been since the attack? A year?" Red asked.

"One and a half." I said to him.

"Yeah." Red chuckled.

It was okay for us after the attack, until we learned that Pinkie, Derpy, Spitfire, and various others had died in the attack. Luckly for us, most of the ponies survived, but not all of us.

DARYL'S P.O.V

We were back at the camp, burying Tyreese's body.

"We look not at what can be seen, we look at what cannot be seen. For what can be seen is temporary. But what cannot be seen is eternal. For we know that if our earthly plain is destroyed, we have a building from God. A building, not made with hands. A building... in the heavens. In the heavens..." Gabriel said as he closed his bible.

We each took the shovel and placed a pile of dirt on Tyreese. When we were done, Rick finished burying the body. We went back to the cars where we waited for him.

Then, out of the bushes, a face appeared.

"Um, hello." The voice said.

We quickly raised our guns and turned around. The stranger raised his rifle and pointed it at us.

"Easy, friends..." He said.

I recognized that rifle. It was the one we gave to...

The one we gave to...

"Dewy?" I asked.

SPIKE'S P.O.V

I opened my eyes and started recalling the night before. I moved my head slightly and felt Rarity's mane on my nose.

"Morning..." I slowly said, trying to wipe the sleep off of my system.

"Good morning." Rarity said, moving her head to face me.

"How was... um..." I awkwardly started.

"It was beautiful, Spike. Just like always." She giggled.

"You think Twi's on to us?" I asked her.

"Even if she is, I won't be suprised if she and Red hook up. They've been friends for only a year, and they've been talking more than the six of us ever have." Rarity said, rolling her eyes.

I let out a chuckle and kissed again.

DEWY'S P.O.V

Could it be them? After all this time?

"Daryl?" I asked.

He nodded. Glenn stepped up and Carol looked on. I saw Carl, older and with a cowboy hat, but definitely Carl.

Looks like he isn't a Toy yet...

"You have no idea how great it is to see you guys. Wait, where's Shane?"

Their faces turned into either confusion or sadness.

"Dale?"

Glenn let out a long sigh.

"Sophia?"

Carol turned away.

"Morales? Jaqui, T-Dog?"

No-one moved.

"Lori?"

Carl couldn't look at me.

"My God, I'm so sorry... come on out, guys." I said.

The others came on out with their weapons holstered.

"Everyone, including those of you I don't know, meet Paul Monroe, Ezekiel, Clementine, A.J, Magna, Yumiko, Molly, Kelly, and Bernie. We're... well..." I started.

"You're what?" Carol asked.

Everyone looked at us. I saw the guy with the orange handlebar reach for his M16, but Glenn stopped him and shook his head.

"Well, old friend... we're the Resistance."

RED'S P.O.V

I was near the walls, checking them for changes. Twilight came up and saw me.

"It's been holding since we added the thicker walls. It's fine, Red. You don't have to be so stingy." Twilight said.

"You can never be safe enough." I said, looking for tears in the walls.

I was silent as I heard Trotters banging on the wall.

"You should take them out, or they'll attract more." I advised.

"That's the guards' job." Twilight brushed off.

Sure enough, silenced shots went into the Trotters and the banging was suppressed.

"You did a good job, bringing that weapons article back with you after your trip to Earth." I said.

"After the Changeling attack, I thought we could use some advanced weaponry. When Sunset showed me that article, how could I not bring it with me?" Twilight asked rhetorically.

"Good point." I joked.

"So, anyway... there was something else I wanted to talk to you about." Twilight said.

"Okay... why do you sound like you wanna be alone?" I asked.

"Because it's something I wanna ask you... privately." Twilight said.

RICK'S P.O.V

I was finished burying Tyreese. I was paying my respects before I started heading back. I heard rustling in a bush. I walked over, drawing my gun. I was slowly walking in the forest, until I turned past a tree and two young faces faced me. One of them had a large ponytail of blue hair, while the other had a mask over their face.

"You found us, okay?! We earned what we took..." The blue haired one said.

I was confused, what did they take? Who did they think I was?

I couldn't wonder forever, because I turned around and a man with a baseball bat smacked me across my head.