(AMC's The Walking Dead does not belong to me, this takes place in an alternate universe, some characters may be missing or not involved. The only characters that belong to me are Danielle and Peter. Enjoy!)

Prologue

I'm through the forest, bow in hand, arrow loaded on it. A walker walks into the clearing to greet me.

"Holy shit you are an ugly bastard arent you?" I laugh lightly and shoot it in the head, it falls to the floor.

I pull the arrow out, wipe the head with a cloth and keep walking, there has to be a building around here somewhere. It's kind of late and I'm hungry so may as well try to hunt. I load my bow again and let my senses focus around me. I take a deep breathe and look to a tree about 6 metre's from me, theres a rabbit eating near the base of the tree, I aim and shoot. Another arrow comes flying from the left and hits the rabbit at the same time as mine. I'm starving, I need that rabbit...

"What the hell?.." I said quietly to myself as I hid in a bush.

A figure walks out and reaches for the rabbit, seem's human..

"I know better than to trust people now.." I get up and aim my bow at their head.

They do the same.

"Who are you?.." the persons voice call's from where the rabbit tree is.

I don't answer, stupid question anyway. I don't really know anymore.

"Come here" the voice is clearly a guy.

Curiosity takes over and I step closer, my bow still held up.

I can see his face now. Scruffy, his hair is kind of long, its kind of dark brown, same as his eyes.

"Your a kid..."

"I'm 15." I keep my bow up.

"Oh, you speak."

"Of course I speak, what the fuck? You thought I was mute or some shit?"

"Damn, you speak alright, I'll put mine down if you put yours down" He starts slowly lowering his crossbow.

"Your gonna just lay down your weapon that easily?" I ask.

"If you do the same"

"Tch."

"Im serious"

"Alright.." I start to take the arrow off the bow and he takes his finger off the trigger of his bow.

Soon, both of us have our weapons on the floor.

"How many walkers have you killed?" he asks after a bit of silence.

"Huh? Uh.. I don't know, I've lost count, at least 20" I said.

"How many people have you killed?" he asks again while looking around.

I paused and looked away.

" 2.." I finally answer.

"Why?.." He clearly realized that he had bothered me a bit.

"First one tried to kill me. Second one asked me too." I speak at almost a whisper but he still caught it.

"I see, and your name is?" he grabbed the rabbit from the base of the tree and took out the arrows, handing mine to me.

I take the arrow and put it in my quiver.

"Danielle" I look at him again "And you?"

"Daryl" he brushed hair out of his face.

After another silence, Daryl told me that he had a group up ahead.

"Do you want to come with us?.." he put his crossbow on his back.

"How do I know you won't kill me?" I say picking up my bow.

"If I wanted to I would have done it already"

I thought for a bit.

"Okay"