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Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End...
-Ariel's POV-
My name is Ariel Tora, I'm a Grade 8 student, I was in school when the Apocolypse started. I was sitting at my deak which was right next to the window, I was doing Math when I noticed something in the corner of my eye. Looking out the window I seen something odd...
Getting up from my seat the seat yelled at me.
"Sit back in your seat Ms. Tora!"
I held up my hand towards the teacher to motion her to be quiet as I stared out the window.
"Something's out there..."
"I'm sure it's nothing. Please get back to your seat."
She was wrong, there was something. I opened the window and stuck my head out; "Hey! Mister! Your not supposed to be on school property!" I shouted towards the man who seemed... Drunk and Battered up.
I shielded my eyes from the sun as my eyes focused; "Mister! Are you hurt?" I shouted over again when the man started to stumble closer.
"Ms. Tora, get away from the window. Right now!"
My teacher grabbed the back of my shirt and shut the window, locking it then man slammed up against the window.
"Oh my god!" I shouted as the students started to scream and move away from the window; "What happened to his skin!? It's... It's rotten!"
This was about the time now that the school issued a Code Red which meant that the students parents would be contacted right away, if the parents could not pick the students up then a bus would be around within the hour to drop each student off at there houses.
Ms. Eves then started to direct the students to get to there lockers, to grab whatever they needed to bring home and to wait for there parents.
While opening my lockers I took out my backpack, my books, my cellphone that was tucked away in the back of my locker then ran to the bathroom while everyone else ran towards the front office.
Locking the bathroom entrance door I took out the stool that I hid behind a toilet seat and proped it up right underneath the window. I used to do this all the time when I didn't want to be at school, I would just leave through the bathroom window which is what I did.
Landing on the ground after jumping out the window I ran off towards my house, taking the bag off my back I searched through to find my house keys and my survival knife that I always carried around just incase someone wanted to kidnap me.
I passed by so many... Sick looking people, but I managed to move away from them.
What the hell is going on?
I was almost loosing my breath as I had been running down at least 10 blocks, only 2 more to get to my house.
I wonder if mom and dad know about this?
Taking a minute to catch my breath, I looked around to see even more sickly looking people.
"Crap..." I started to run again towards my house, turning the corner I seen my driveway and a familar face...
"Mom?" My eyes widened as she looked over at me, stumbling towards me as my father came out of the house looking just as sick as she did...
"N-No!" I started backing away when I took off towards the forest.
This can't be happening...
But that was 3 years ago...
I was sitting by a pond in the forest, filling up my water canister with the clean running water. My pistol sitting right next to me just incase any Roamers decided to have a visit, while taking my canister out of the water I closed the cap and looked around.
Silent... Only the window was blowing, along with the noise of the tree braches and leaves brushing together, things almost seemed normal at times.
Listening to the leaves blow in the wind I heard off in the distance... A gun shot.
People? After all these years? That can't be...
I got up off the ground, taking my gun and swinging my backpack over my shoulder; I made my way through the forest.
Braches smacking me in the face at times, bugs all around, the mud slushing under my feet... Okay, can I have one day where I can have clean clothes?
I sighed then poked my head out from the forest, seen only Roamers stumbling around. Nothing new to me... Just as I was about to go back into the forest before I was seen I heard another gun shot. I quickly turned my head and seen a group making there way towards a small store which I had settled as my home.
"Oh hell no." I groaned then made my way through the outline of the forest towards the store, watching the group like a hawk as they walked inside.
God dammit!
Taking out my pistol I made it around the back of the store and climbed through the back window; landing on the ground I heard one of the people 'shush' one another.
Trying not to stand on any of the broken glass that layed around the back room, almost like a mine field that I needed to pass over...
Leaning up against the wall I heard one of the people walking closer when I slid into the doorway.
"Hey! What the hell do you think your doing here?!" I shouted at the group or people.
There was 2 men, 1 child, and 1 woman.
"Woah, it's okay. We were just searching for supplies, we didn't mean to intrude."
The man with the scruffy beard forming lowered his gun.
Another man pointing a crossbow directly at my forehead.
The child holding up a gun at me and the woman holding a katana underneath my chin.
"Hi." I groaned at woman.
"So this is your 'house'?" She questioned me.
"Yes it is. Now if you don't mind." I pointed over to the door; "Leave."
The woman moved her sword away as I put my gun away.
"Well wait miss. Maybe we can make a deal." The man with the scruffy beard motioned the other two to put there weapons down.
"What kind of deal?"
"If you let us take some of your supplies, we'll give you something in return. What would you like?"
I rolled my eyes and walked down an isle that held my supplies.
"Who ever said I wanted to give you anything, or have anything in return?"
As I continued to talk with the group I put a few bottles of pills in a bag, some canned food, and bottled water along with it.
"This is all that I will give you." I handed over the supplies.
I'm probably gonna die anyways and I think I would get shot if I didn't give them supplies anyways...
"Thank you, and do you carry baby bottles, maybe some diapers? Something like that?"
I raised my eyebrow.
"What do you have a kid or something?" I laughed slightly as the man nodded.
"Ooooookay?" I slowly started to walk backwards then turned and looked in the supply closet.
There was more than enough canned food, water, and ammo for one person to last at least a good year. Searching around I found the baby supplies; grabbing some of the iteams and placing them in a bag I gave them everything that I could give. Not like I would need the baby stuff anyways?
After placing everything in the bag I walked back over to them; "Merry Christmas." I jokingly said and laughed.
"Thank you."
The man smiled and held out his hand; "Rick Grimes."
I held out my hand and shook his; "Ariel Tora."
Rick and I let go of each other's hands as I noticed the boy looking at a picture.
"What are you looking at?" I looked over at him as he jumped slightly.
"Oh uh... Just the picture. Is this your family?"
I sighed then walked over, pointing to my mother and father then to my little sister who lived with my Aunt.
"Yeah... Parents both gone. Little sister, I have no idea..."
"Wait, you've been alone all this time?"
I heard Rick's voice behind me as I turned my head towards him.
"I've just been better on my own then with a group."
"Well maybe you can come back with us. We have a prison to stay in, it's safe. Safer than this store."
I groaned; "No. Just get out, I gotta lock it up anyways."
"But you would be safe with us." The boy grabbed my arm.
"I said no." I pulled my arm away roughly and gestered them all to get out.
Just before Rick stepped out he turned back to me; "We'll be back soon, make sure your okay. Then we'll see if you want to come back with us."
I rolled my eyes and he walked out, I shut the door and locked it then closed the curtains.
I'm better on my own, but a prison does sound nice and spacious. Maybe, when they come back they can take all the supplies I have so then they'll be stocked up? It would be nice to talk to some people instead of talking to old photos... But maybe they were just lying, who knows they could come back in a few hours, thinking I'm asleep and kill me to take the supplies...
I huffed as I hoped up on a counter and layed down on it to sleep.
This is how it's always been for the past year and half, sleeping on the counter, going out to scavange, killing Roamers, coming back to the store, making sure no one broke it, then sleep and repeat...
And the next 7 days were no different...
Waking up I groaned and cracked my back; getting off the counter I went over to the supply isle and took a handful of cereal, eating that handful I took out another and ate that. Grabbing my canister I drank some water to wash the cereal down, there really wasn't time to relax and wait for the group so I just grabbed a piece of paper and pen, laying it down onto the counter I began to write on it.
'Dear Group, You said you would be back but this is just my routine. So I will be out at the nearby mall scavenging, your choice whether you want to come and get me or wait here, but if you wait here... and if you steal anything. Your at the Prison, I remember you saying that Mr. Grimes'
I put the pen down and headed for the back window; looking through it, I seen it was clear so I climbed out and silently walked into the forest. Thankfully bringing no attention to myself.
-Rick's POV-
"Carl, Daryl, Michonne. You three ready to go back?"
They all nodded in agreement when I seen Glenn and Maggie come walking over.
"Hey Rick, can Maggie and I come on the run as well?"
"Well I don't see why not?"
I smiled as I opened the car door and Daryl got onto his motorcycle with Maggie behind him.
As Michonne sat in the front seat, Carl and Glenn got into the back and I went into the driver's seat.
"So where is it that we're actually going Rick?"
I looked back at Glenn who looked slightly confused.
"We found a survivor. We said we would be back to see if she would want to join the group, so we're going to go check on her." I smiled then started the car, as Beth and Carol opened the gates to let us threw so we could drive out.
-Ariel's POV-
As I continued to walk towards the mall a nearby Roamer caught my attention, it was eating something. I pulled out my hunting knife and walked over to kill it, as I heard it chewing I stabbed it in the back of the head.
I pulled my knife out and looked down to see what the Roamer ate...