Rise of the Survivors

by maddyk Wolfbark

In the future of the world the apocalypse strikes. You get to see the world change through an 18-year-old's eyes. Maddy is just trying to survive, but how many friends will she lose? Could there possibly be a cure? Can the world ever return to normal? FIND OUT NOW :D

1. Prolouge

*** THIS IS A FANFICTION OF THE WALKING DEAD***

***I DON'T OWN WALKING DEAD (but that would be awesome if I did)***

***Some of the characters are based off of real people***

***I work with Daisyheart, so go and check her out! She owns 'Defying the odds'***

***She is Megan, and Megan is her name in real life :)***

***I will update the story every Friday, and sometimes on other days***

*****ENJOY!*****

Prologue

12/06/2020

My name is Maddy. I was 18 when this whole 'apocalypse' started. I used to be a normal kid, seeing my friends, having parties, going to school. But that all ended one night.

Have you ever seen a zombie movie? Nearly every kid has. But I wasn't like most of them. Unlike my friends, I dreamed of a zombie apocalypse. My favorite show was about zombies, I read zombie books, I even bought games and action figures. I had a zombie calendar in my room. Yes, I was waiting until the day when the dead would rise up to devour the living. I thought that I was ready.

Until I was put in the situation. Like I said, my name is Maddy. I'm also known as Mega Maddy, Maddy the ninja, and "that zombie freak." I thought I could survive the zombies.

Then one day my dream came true. I woke up to a world full of zombies-or walkers, as I call them, and I realized that this "dream" I had, was just another nightmare. Will I survive? Not even I know. I guess you'll have to find out the hard way. But if you're reading this, then you're lucky. You aren't dead. I don't even know why I'm writing this diary, sitting in a cold tent, in the middle of the night. I'm guessing that my diary will be destroyed, like everything else in this world, but there's a slim chance you are reading this, and that is why I write on. I have to get my story out. It has just been me and a few other survivors, and we think we're nearing the end. We just discovered a place where we may be safe, but now even the living will try to kill us, just for our supplies.

I'm not going down without a fight though. I'll write this diary until the end, and who knows, maybe this whole virus will blow over. The CDC will fix this, won't they? Who am I kidding, there probably isn't a single person out there reading this, is there?