Walking Dead FanFic

N/A: A little description of Chris. He is 14, Brown/ blonde hair with very deep blue eyes. He Wears a Doctor who / Nightmare before Christmas hoodie and blue jeans. He is also 5'11" and has some survival skills and is a boy scout. N/A

Disclaimer: I do not own Walking Dead or anything associated with it

N/A: This is a beginning Chapter to see how you guys like it. please review and submit! N/A

"Chris we're home!" Chris's mom yelled from the living with groceries.

"Ok mom I'll be right there." He called back and turned off his computer screen.

(N/A just a little intro)```

"Night Mom, night Dad." He called while walking toward is bedroom.

"Night." They said in unison. Chris crawled up into his stripped blue bed and closed his eyes.

Beep beep beep system power low beep beep beep.

"Huh… wha-." Chris groaned sleepily as he rubbed his eyes and sat up. He sat up and pressed the button on his alarm not noticing what the alarm was about. "Time for more sleep." He said with a smile and lay down. "Oh god it's warm in here why isn't my fan on- oh yeah my alarm died, the power must of gone out."

He rubbed his eyes more and slowly got out of bed. He grabbed his flashlight and walked down the hallway trying to find his parents.

"Mom, dad you guys here the power is out and I need my fan on to-." He was cut off by a loud moan coming from his living room.

"Clara is that you…. Are you having another migraine?" Chris called out into the dark living room.

(N/A Clara is Chris's sister N/A)

Chris walked a little closer, the floor creaking under his feet as he tries to see the shape in the living room. He panned his light upward and saw a human figure looking away from him and slowly walking around the couch.

"Clara?" He asked taking a step into the living room.

"Grralgrag." Groaned 'Clara' as it turned around and Chris could see it now. It was a human looking thing with tattered clothes, rotting flesh, and yellow and cracked teeth.

"Oh god!" Chris yelled. He quickly turned to run, after a couple of steps he tripped over his flashlight that he dropped and tipped over a chair. "Ahh!" He yelled and hit the ground with a loud smack. The creature walked toward him and lunged at him trying to get at his throat.

"KKhhhhhAAAGGGGG!" It screeched as it went for his throat. Chris quickly grabbed his flashlight and stuck it out, the creatures mouth landing out around it's mouth, gagging it.