63 Days Later
Over the last couple of weeks, Carlos has gotten used to life in the zombie apocalypse. Well gotten used to it as much as any other person in the apocalypse so far. The amount of death Carlos has seen. . . and the amount of people Carlos has killed. . .he lost count ages ago and just killed whoever threatened his survival despite Carlos now being a cold and calculated person Carlos doesn't do senseless killing. If people need help he will do as much as he can to help them but if any survivors go after him and try to threaten him in any way then Carlos won't hesitate to retaliate and even kill them in the process if he absolutely needs to.
During his days in Atlanta Carlos has just been wandering around and scavenging for food and water. Ever since he lost his car a couple of days ago when a group of survivors took his car while he was looting a building he has been looking for those bastards ever since. To say Carlos was pissed was an understatement. He was absolutely livid at the thought of losing his family's car because of his carelessness. Thankfully, all of his weapons and ammo were on him or in his backpack when he entered the building as were his supplies such as canned food and water. They were still in the car except for the ones he got in the building.
When the group of survivors left with his car. Carlos did manage to see one of the members' faces. It was a bald man with a mustache and a goatee. His outfit resembled those of the gangsters back at home where Carlos used to live in California. Later though Carlos had just been looking for that guy's face and every time he heard any human activity like gunshots or screaming from the distance. Carlos would do his best to get there as fast as he could. Whether it's through a shortcut or by swishing and slashing a bunch of walkers in his way. If it meant getting his car back then Carlos would do anything in his power to get it back. The car itself was a generic mom car that his dad gave to his mother as a birthday gift last year so the car itself is in good condition. The car is a black minivan and was still new considering it was only used for a little bit over a year.
With everything that's happened to Carlos, he just wanted his car back, and as luck would have it, just as he was exiting the building he was in he saw his car pass by going around the corner. As Carlos was running he heard someone screaming in Spanish for help.
"AYUDAME!!!" (HELP!!!)
As Carlos turned around the corner of the block he saw that two different survivor groups were fighting for what seemed to be a bag full of weapons. Just as Carlos was going to hide to see what the outcome would be. The guy that stole his car was then shot by an arrow.
"Hijo de puta" (Son of a Bitch) "That really is my car" he muttered to himself. Carlos in a fit of anger decided to help the group that was attacking the group that stole his car. Carlos then shot his pistol a couple of time to give some cover to the guy with the crossbow and yelled at him to go back inside the alleyway. Just as the car left it seemed to Carlos that the guy with the crossbow was mad. Based on what Carlos saw he concluded that one of his members was taken away by the groups that took his car. Just as Carlos closed the gate, he looked towards the crossbow guy and saw that there was a teen behind him. Right behind that teen there was a cop and a bald black guy coming their way.
The guy with the crossbow sprints towards the kid and pushes him against the wall and was a bout to throw a punch before the cop blocked his way while the black guy detained the teen.
"I'M GONNA KICK YOUR NUTS UP IN YOUR THROAT KID!!!." The guy with the crossbow yelled in anger.
"WHOA WHOA WHOA!!! STOP IT!!! The cop yelled back
The cop was putting distance between the crossbow guy and the teen. Carlos wanted to speak up since the yelling was drawing the walkers' attention but just as he was going to say something the guy with the crossbow named the person that other group kidnapped.
"THEY TOOK GLENN! THAT LITTLE BASTARD AND HIS LITTLE BASTARD HOMIE FRIENDS! I'M GONNA STOMP YOUR ASS!!!
(WHAT! GLENN! Wait then the guy with the crossbow must be Daryle. The cop is Rick, but who is the other guy holding down the teen? Maybe this guy was one of the earlier characters in Rick's group from the beginning of the series)
Now that Carlos can finally confirm that he is in the Walking Dead universe. This doesn't really help Carlos in any real way. He knows nothing major about the series because even before his second life he barely watched the series up until Glenn died. After that, it was just a blur from there. Not only that but Carlos is 17 years old in this new life so he doesn't recollect much about the series to begin with.
Seeing how things weren't going anywhere any time soon. Carlos just decided to interrupt their little discussion and just yelled at them out of regency seeing how the gate was piling up with walkers.
"HEY!!! I don't know if you guys plan to stay here any longer but if we don't leave here soon, the walkers are gonna get past the gate."
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU, YOU FUCKING BEANER!!! YOU ONE OF THEM HUH!!!" The man now known as Carlos knows that Daryle screamed at Carlos in anger and frustration.
"LISTEN HERE YOU GOD DAMN HILLBILLY LOOKING MOTHER FUCKER! I JUST SAVED YOUR ASS FROM THOSE BASTARDS AND YOU'RE HERE THROWING INSULTS!!!" He screamed back in annoyance.
"HEY HEY! This guy's right Daryle. We need to leave now!" Rick then gave Carlos a face and then gave a nod to Carlos telling him to follow them out of the danger zone and make a plan. Rick then got the bag of guns and ammo and with the rest of the group left the alleyway.
A couple of minutes later with Rick's group in a building
"Okay kid talk . . . now. . . .and you with the sword. . .take that bandana off and show us your face and tell us who you are."
Yup, this is what it looks like. Once Rick's group escaped from the alley. They managed to find a safe building and started interrogating both Carlos and the teen named Miguel. All they got from the kid was his name but Carlos on the other hand wanted to get on Rick's good side and hopefully join their group. All Carlos knows is that Rick, throughout the series is one of the main characters of the show and manages to survive throughout the entirety of the series. Carlos understands that some characters have more plot armor than others because The Walking Dead is just a show and nothing else. But in this universe to Carlos, this is real life. If Carlos joins Rick's group not only could he survive longer but Carlos could also save many characters that would've died during the show.
But as of this moment, Rick's group is very heated right now. Based on what Daryl said, Merle already left the building and lost his hand and is actively trying to look for him. To get on Daryle's good side he decided to tell a white lie.
"Hmm? You said you're looking for a man with a hand cut off from his wrist?"
"You've seen him? Hey, man spill it out man; that's my brother." Daryle frantically started going up to Carlos and was getting too close to his comfort zone.
"I did see him but he was far away. I just saw that he had no hand. I assumed he was bitten and that's why he chopped off his hand. I had no idea the cop was the one that left him on top of a building all cuffed up and shit.
When Carlos stopped talking the whole room went silent. Daryle was ecstatic that his brother was alive and just took ragged breaths. Rick was a bit relieved that he didn't just execute a man on top of a building. T-Dog on the other hand was more skeptical.
"Are we sure we could trust this guy? I mean we haven't even seen his face yet. How do we know he is telling the truth or not?"
Carlos then sighed to himself thinking how they had survived this long. But he was actually happy that T-Dog questioned him because this means that the group isn't so easy to trick. But again to gain Rick's group's trust Carlos decided to take off his bandana and the hood of his hoodie to show the group his face. The people within the group were stunned that someone so young was actually behind that mask.
"I don't know why showing my face will make a difference. . But if it means you guys will trust me then I have no problems showing you guys my face." As he turned to Miguel his face turned ashen and he gave a serán look towards him in annoyance. "You and your group on the other hand I want nothing to do with. You guys took my car when I was looting a building"
"Listen here Puto. That car belongs to us now we took that shit and everything in it."
"Cállate la pinche boca. (Shut your fucking mouth) Don't think I don't know what you're saying. I'll beat you black and blue if you talk shit to me again you fucking prick.
With Rick, Daryle, and T-Dog seeing this interaction they decided to trust Carlos for now seeing how they have a common enemy as of this moment.
"Okay, kid calm down for a bit yeah. First whats you name, how old are you, where is your family, and lastly is the car really all you want?" Rick asked Carlos.
"My name is Carlos Martinez, I'm 17 years old, all of my close relatives have turned to walkers and were killed by my hands, and as for the car. In all honesty, I'm okay with losing the car. Sure it would suck losing it. But what I really want is my family photo. I was reminiscing about my life before the world went to shit. . . That photo is all I have to remember my family with. If I don't get it back. I'm scared that I would someday forget what they look like." With that Carlos then put his hoodie back on and the bandana back on his face leaving only his eyes exposed and looking down in sadness
When Rick, Daryle, and T-Dog heard his story they felt bad that he lost all of his family members and even T-Dog felt like he was acting a bit of a dick to Carlos. He was the one who tried to save Glenn, actually helped Daryle, and is the only teen out of the two that is actually cooperating the most compared to Miguel.
Rick then decided that Carlos was more trustworthy and stopped integrating Carlos and gave him a chance to help him and the others retrieve Glenn. He then turned towards Miguel and started asking him more questions and was becoming more irritated. Seeing how things weren't going the way Rick wanted Carlos decided to play bad cop with Daryle and scare Miguel into answering Rick's questions. Just as Daryle was going to use physical force. Carlos then intervened acting like he himself was getting impatient and kicked Miguel to the wall knocking the air right out of him. Then with his hidden knives, he threw 1 knife for each shoulder pinning him to the wall with his shirt. Then Carlos grabbed a bottle in his backpack and put the liquid on top of his knife and then threw it towards Miguel's face cutting his cheek in the process. The action was so quick that even Rick and Dayle had no time to react much less T-Dog and Miguel. With Miguel so scared Carlos decided to scare him even more and made the situation much more insides then what it really was.
"Hmph. I told you I was gonna beat you black and blue but maybe I won't be so lucky this time. You see that blade that cut your cheek just now. I just put poison on it and in 5 minutes if you don't answer any of Rick's questions. If you really value your life at all then answer them truthfully. Just remember this we just want to talk to them we don't want to kill anyone but I'm more than willing if I really have to. Now answer me this . . . Miguel was it? Do I have to kill you to make you answer his questions or do you want that antidote or not?" With Carlos's face hidden behind that bandana, Carlos already looked menacing, and with his height being 6'2. Miguel was already shaking and looked like he was gonna piss his pants.
"Alright alright. I'll speak just don't let me die please!" In that said moment Carlos then took the 2 knife's that were pinning Miguel's shirt to the wall. And the one Carlos used to cut his cheek and put them all away into his pockets inside his Poncho. He then left Miguel crying and sobbing talking to himself that he wants to go home.
"Alright, you have 5 minutes. Ask away mister officer,"