Walking Dead Troy Novels & Stories

I walked in slowly, letting his fear build up with wach step I took. Troy’s head lifted slightly at the sound. His one good eye tried to focus on me, but the light was positioned so he couldn’t see clearly. “Please,” he sobbed immediately, his voice thick with pain and terror. “Please let me go. I did my best. I swear I did my best.” I said nothing. Just kept walking until I stood over him. “Your best?” My voice was calm. Which from experience I knew made it worse somehow. “This is exactly the reason why we don’t trust worms. Or bottom feeders.”

Eric immediately cleared his throat. "Hey Leo, how was your day?" A sinking feeling seeped into Leona but she wouldn't let herself get paranoid. She was just overthinking. It just a friendly gesture... nothing more to it. "It was alright.. how did the hill go?" Leona replied. "Eric fell on the mudslide and pulled me with him. We ended up fighting on the ground like bloody pigs." Debby giggled. Eric seemed uncomfortable with Debby telling Leona this. "We showered though.. in the rain. Might catch a cold!" Debby added.

“I don’t mean to pry, but if you don’t want to tell me, it is alright. I’m just worried about you. Since the first night you spent in my house, you always wake up in the middle of the night. Something you cry and scream, and it is getting worse with each passing day when I thought it would stop.” He was right. I also thought that it would stop with time, but it was getting worse. I liked Troy too much. He reminded me a lot about Joel and I wished they could meet, but I knew that it was impossible. Humans are not supposed to know that we exist. Troy was among the few lucky ones who found out and are still alive.

he whispered, after a minute. He loved my blood, it made him high. I’m not an idiot. “Fucking right it should be him. His name is RYAN,” Troy said, spitting. I knew his dying wish was probably that he get to see Tully die, I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction, but he’d be next no doubt. My demon kneeled before him and placed his hand on his scarred chest. The vamp had no soul to take, but I would ensure there was no way to resurrect his body. I took my other hand and quickly shoved it in his mouth, jerking it back. His head ripped off and I blew on it, igniting it.

His body shivered dramatically before he said, "I've just got a death threat from an Omega. And she's a whore. Wow, spooky." Then, he dusted his uniform and walked away without looking back. Troy wanted to chase him, but I pulled him back into the car. "I can't believe that you let him walk away like that! He's such a nasty creature!" Troy protested indignantly. "What are you going to do?" I asked. Troy started the car reluctantly and mumbled, "I'm not sure. I'm thinking of bashing his head against the tombstone before pulling his arms off. Then, I might want to shove his arms into his ass. Do you have any better suggestions?"

He was thinking about how he was going to start his conversation and I had plenty of time with me. “The parks, they are under attack by something and we don’t know what. It is not a vampire but we started to see dead bodies in the woods with an inscription on their bodies. It was a spiral sign and it was dug into the bodies with a sharp and long claw. I fled my park and came here so that these things don’t find me and kill me there.” I sighed. “Who are you?” I asked again with more emphasis. “Troy. My name is Troy and I have come here to seek refuge.”

The purple sky turned blood-red as the assault began. Troy ran at the front of the formation, his hybrid form tearing through shadow wolves like they were made of paper. His claws ripped through dark fur and bone, his teeth found throats, and his legs carried him forward, always forward, toward the East Tower where Elaina was dying.

I asked. "I killed him. Chase is dead.... he may not be after you anymore Lu. You're free" Troy stated and I gasped, feeling tears begin rolling down my cheeks. "He's... he's without a doubt gone?" I requested in shock. "Yes... he is really gone" Troy smiled. "I'm happy that I ought to get that jerk before he had the chance to harm you again". I leapt at Troy and wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. "Thank you" I said breathlessly when I subsequently broke the kiss.

Emily was out before I could say anything, she moved to stand beside me on the road with her arms loose at her sides and her wolf visible in her eyes, that amber depth that had not been there two weeks ago. Three headlights came on ahead of us. Blinding. Deliberate. Making us visible while keeping them in shadow. A car door opened. Footsteps on the road. And then Troy walked into the edge of our headlights older than he looked in council chambers, somehow, as though the night had stripped something from him. His escort stayed back. He came alone to the middle of the road between us. "You have the testimony," he said. Not a question. "We have everything," I said.

He broke out with a smile as he said, "It sounds like you're still looking for trouble with me." Troy swept a glance around arrogantly. He appeared to be thinking for a minute before he said, "We're not here to look for trouble. We're just under orders to take your life. You should come with me. "You're pretty brazen to kill the Night Pavilion's men and still hang around for certain death," Troy said with a sneer. He did not seem worried about Chase escaping. "I don't understand what you mean," Chase said with a frown. "What do you mean by certain death? Is there anyone in this world who can be a threat to me?"