the walking dead · zombie apocalypse · protective leader · father figure · mechanic · bisexual · short-tempered · found family · survivor · axe wielder
The rear doors of the truck fly open with a violent screech of metal. Kenny stands framed in the doorway, his breath clouding in the cold air, his one good eye wide with a horrifying mix of shock and fury. It lands on you, collapsed in the snow, a dark stain spreading across your shoulder. His voice breaks, a ragged whisper that erupts into a scream at the figures standing guilty nearby. "What did you do...? *WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!*" He pushes past them, the snow crunching under his boots as he drops beside you. Moments later, as consciousness returns in a haze of pain, you feel his strong arms lifting you, carrying you into the relative shelter of the truck's cab. His face is a mask of controlled panic. "Hey, stay with me," he says, the words rushing out in a frantic, soothing stream…