AN: Hi! I'm Maryn, a close friend of xXDapplesXx's! Before anyone jumps me on the following story, please keep in mind, I'm originally German and don't know english very well. Please review, follow, fave, whatever. Anyways, I'm sorry it's short, I'm still getting the feel of writing. Without further adieu, here's chapter one!


Chapter 1

Her hands grasped the steering wheel tighter as she approached the large structure, nervous about her mission. She let out a shaky sigh, plowing through the fence-gate. She spun the van around, pushing a button to lower the ramp, releasing a herd of walkers. She watched in the rearview mirror, making sure the walking corpses were far enough away for her to get out without one of them attacking her.

She opened the door, grabbing her rifle from the front seat and shooting at the group that have been living in the prison. She ducked back into the van avoid getting shot. She took a deep breathe and stepped back out, shooting at the prison team and any walkers that strayed her way. Getting distracted by a walker that had gotten to close for comfort, she didn't notice a bullet speeding towards her until hit her left shoulder.

'Fuck.' she cursed, cupping the wound with her right hand, attempting to bring up her left to shoot the walker, but the action caused to much pain. She winced, gritting her teeth. The walker grabbed her, knocking her to the ground, bringing the once alive creature down with her. She yelped as it almost got a hold of her neck in it's jaws. She brought up her rifle, doing her best to keep it away while she reached for her hunting knife. She gripped the handle tightly, pulling it from the sheath on the back of her belt.

She brought it up, fumbling a bit as her left arm grew weaker. She brought the knife up, driving it into the creature's skull several times before letting the body fall on top of her, the rifle digging into her chest. Shoving the knife back into its sheath, catching her breathe.

She kicked the walker off, getting up and looking quickly around to check if she was safe for just long enough. Bright side, the walking corpses were busy with the prison team; down side, her team was no where to be found. Must've driven off while she was busy with her little friend lying on the ground besides her.

'God damn it' She said,standing up and brushed herself off. The best thing to do was not panic. Surely they'd realize she was gone and come back for her, right? She reached into the van, grabbing a mid-sized piece if fabric and wrapped it around her shoulder. She started around the perimeter of the prison, looking for an access point. A hole in the fence, an unlocked gate, anything really. She kept her rifle ready, prepared to shoot anything, living or dead. As she reached a little under halfway around, she heard the click of a revolver.

'Put the gun down' a voice said. She sighed quietly, dropping the rifle in the grass. She put her hands up in surrender, wincing slightly.


Well, what do you think? Sorry for any spelling/grammer mistakes! Reviews are very much appreciated! Thank you fir taking your time to read this.