Hey guys!
I'm currently new to the Walking Dead Game archive and this is my first Walking Dead story! This also happens to be my first OC centric story, too! So, I hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed the game!
Only saying this one time...DISCLAIMER: I don't own The Walking Dead Game or the characters, if I did, Carley and Lee wouldn't have died!
Episode One: A New Day
Chapter One: Somebody Ordered Pizza?
Kona's POV:
"Mom? Dad? Jason? Please respond, PLEASE! Oh god, oh god, what did I do?!", I repeatedly cried out, while attempting to recover the unconscious trio from the accident. I sluggishly slid out of the totaled SUV, resulting in some cuts forming on my arms from the broken glass nearby. I examined myself and realized I had bruises covering my body. The car was in a critical condition, by being upside-down, I placed my hands on the top of my hands, but immediately felt wetness on the palms. I shakily drew my arms down and found fresh crimson-red liquid in the palm of my hand.
Shaking my head out of thought, ignoring my head injury, I sprinted back towards the car and bent down to get a view of the inside. I took off my scarf and wrapped it around my right-hand, then punched through the driver's window, shattering it. Eventually, I ended up on my stomach dragging out my family members, one at a time and laying them on the soft, lively grass to the side. I tried everything, well anything I could to try to wake up the non-responding figures, when I feel someone gently place a hand on my shoulder.
"Ko, it's not your fault."
I looked up and saw my sister, staring at me with concerned, yet calm mocha-brown orbs. Without saying a word, I shot up and hugged her tightly, while she rubs my back for reassurance. She stopped and tensed up when I finally said something, feeling extremely guilty.
"Yes...it was."
I jerked myself to the left-side of the bed trying to get rid of the horrible memory, sure it went away, but a new one formed into mind.
"So Mike, I see your lovely daughters have gotten used to living here, yes?"
Kelsey and I were in front of our dad's wooden-office door, placing our ears to the door, hearing their conversation. Kelsey for some reason doesn't like our new dad, she kept saying ever since Day one that there's something wrong with him. Apparently her Islander "Third-Eye" senses something up with our new dad, he seemed perfectly fine to me, he was really nice by buying us actual brand clothing and gave the both of us separate rooms with EPIC designs. Mine was supposed to remind me of my hometown, Hawaii, by having a tropical scenery with waves as my wallpaper and the carpet being sand-colored. Heck, I even had a nice fish tank in the walls with different tropical fish that I would see in the beaches of Hawaii. My bed was light-blue with bright-white pillows.
Kelsey's room was next to mine and was different. Back at Hawaii, while I liked to explore the beaches and the waters, Kelsey enjoyed hiking through the forests and jungles discovering the native animals and the scenery. Her room was mostly light and dark green with a brown bed representing the floor-level of a typical rainforest along with the light-brown carpet, with the green going from light to dark on her walls with the rainforest animals on it. Maybe I should've asked for a forest themed room, since she got a small rope-bridge that she got to sit on and climb while I just got a fish tank...My new dad's voice booming through the door slapped me back to reality.
"From what I experienced, when I first adopted them, it was the best moment of my life!"
I lifted my ear from the door and tugged on Kelsey's sleeve, in your face! I was right!
"See Kels, he does appreciate us!"
"Really? You might want to look again."
My smirk slowly turned into a frown as I placed my ear back where it originally was and tuned back into the conversation.
"Of course it was the best moment of my life! I mean, who wouldn't be happy when adopting kids from a native land will help promote my campaign?!"
"It is true sir, after adopting those girls from Hawaii, your chance of winning improved to eighty-percent."
"Thank god for young, naïve islander girls."
Kelsey and I pulled from the door and looked at each other. When you think about it, the puzzle pieces fits right into place, the brand-name products, the design-themed rooms, going to social events in fancy clothes, we were practically being showed off like trophies.
God, I never felt so used in my life.
At this point, I jerked to the right-side of the motel bed and opened my eyes. I couldn't handle going back to sleep and head into the next horrific memory, which was still fresh to mind. I still can't believe that I actually did that, I feel so horrible. I threw the bed sheets away from me as I sat up and looked at the clock, 12 A.M. Was I really asleep for that long? I hopped out of bed and changed into my hunting clothes, might as well go supply hunting when there isn't much walkers around nighttime.
I put on my black jeans and silky white-aeropostale hoodie, along with my black tennis shoes, since the temperature tends to drop when the sun goes down. I grabbed my night-vision goggles and placed it around my head. Thank god for Academy's hunting section that gave me these and a whole bunch of ammo and some fancy equipment. I picked up my neon-blue backpack, which used to be my school bag filled with textbooks and homework, now it's filled with a couple of handguns along with ammo packets and hopefully with food later on. Before I head out, I have to check and make sure there isn't any walkers here or nearby. One of the advantages of having a motel room on the top floor; which is the second floor, at the corner, is that I have easy access to water by having the rain gutter and sprout; meaning, not only will I have water sources close by, but I could climb onto the roof without a struggle, well after the first couple of times, that is.
Eventually, I got smart enough from using a ladder to the roof to cutting through the sprout and wear gloves to use the sliced openings as steps to the roof. I put on my black leather gloves; so I wouldn't get cut, and slid open the sliding door to the back balcony. I stepped outside and the first thing I hear is, a car? What? I placed the backpack on the patio table and walked towards the sprout. I placed one foot on the railing, hopped onto it with the other, and placed one hand on the closest opening to support myself. With my upper-body supported, I positioned my right foot on the opening four below from where my right-hand is and eventually situated my left-foot on the sprout, making me fully attached to the sprout. I placed one hand on a higher opening and moved my foot with it, as I keep continuing climbing in a flow, I'm at the roof before I even knew it.
Being on top of the red-orange tiled roof, I carefully and quietly slid down one tile at a time until I was able to sit comfortably on the roof. I slid down the goggles onto my eyes and stared into the forest for any signs of walkers, and I see none. I sighed in relief, looks like a calm night, tonight. I propped up my goggles to resting back on top of my head and glanced down below the roof to the parking lot for any signs of conflict I would have to handle. Sure, I see what seems to be a pizza delivery car, so where's the driver?
"Hello up there?"
Oh crap, that scared the heck out of me! At least it wasn't enough to make me fall of the roof, wait...why am I suddenly seeing the roof tiles moving past me? Great, I'm falling off the roof and most likely landing on the stranger, right?
Oh, how I hate my legs.
"INCOMING!", I announced as I slid completely off the roof and with the guy's eyes widen in awareness, he stretched out his arms and he ended up catching me. I looked up to analyze and study the stranger's face. He's definitely Korean for sure, with a bit of stubble, short-black hair covered with a blue and white pizza delivery hat, looks about in his early 20's, leather brown jacket, dark-orange shirt, along with jeans.
"Hey, you could actually pass off as my brother!"
He chuckled as he placed me on my feet on the concrete floor, "A thank you for saving my life, would be appreciated you know? The name's Glenn."
He stuck out his hand and I shook it, for some reason, I could tell he's the type of guy who's a bit laid-back and chill, despite what's happening, "I'm Kona. Nice to meet you, Glenn, it's nice to finally meet an actual human being for once, and not what's left of them."
"Er, thanks, I think? So, are you by yourself?"
"Yeah, I've been here for about two and a half weeks now. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I go out to hunt for food. Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday, I would go hunting for more ammo and supplies to support my defense. Saturdays are my free-days where I would go onto the roof every now and then for watch and then relax in the room."
"Sounds like you've planned this out pretty well, that's smart. Don't tell Lilly this, but I think you're better in strategy-wise in survival, even though you weren't part of the Air Force."
"Thanks though, who's Lily?"
"She's apparently the leader of the group who's kinda bossy at times."
Leader? Group? Hmm, Kelsey did tell me to join groups if I can, groups tend to work better together and would help with survival, especially if you're one of the youngest ones, they'll be looking out for you the most. Might as well take chances, right? Even though this Lily person may sound like someone who's a control-freak and somebody I wouldn't like, I'm already friends with Glenn, so this could actually work out, at least till I'm ready to leave to Savannah. Apparently Glenn read my mind, since the next thing he said was...
"Hey, since you're young and alone, why not join the group? We've recently rescued about five people and two of them are kids, it's survivor for survivor, right?"
I gave my answer by hugging him, "Thanks Glenn, it gets lonely when you don't see people for awhile, you know?"
He hugged me back and said, "No problem, now go grab whatever things you have and we'll leave."
"I'll be right ba-", I then got interrupted by the sound of crying? How is that even possible? I've never seen any actual human beings for about two weeks! Glenn let go of me and told me to go back into the room to start packing, while he goes check out the commotion, unfortunately I may have forgot to unlock the door and I can't climb back onto the roof so easily. So, Glenn had to give me a boost up to the roof and I successfully slid back into my room.
After repacking most of my supplies, I hear a loud bang or crash happening outside. I picked up a handgun laying on my bed and started heading towards the door, I turned the lock the other way and placed my left-hand on the golden doorknob as I held the gun in my right, in its firing position. As I started twisting the knob, I hear a knock.
Thinking it was Glenn, I immediately opened it. Boy, was I wrong in so many ways.
I held up the handgun and pointed it directly at them, index finger placed on the trigger.
"You're not Glenn."
And, that ends Episode One, Chapter One, Part One of Fire Starter!
-I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
-I hope that my OC isn't a Mary Sue, because if she is, I will try to make her imperfect...and hopefully I won't make the characters go OOC as much.
-Aside from that, there's a Glenn/Kona brotherly-sisterly relationship happening during this chapter and episode! There's still tons of questions being asked just from this chapter!
* Who's at the door?
* What exactly happened during Kona's past?
* What happened to her sister?
-Stay tuned for part two! Where we get to see our favorite and anti-favorite characters appear! If you know what I mean...
-A MAJOR hint for the first question is...remember the scene where you had to quietly take out zombies at the motel.
-The answer will be revealed in Part Two and it may or may not surprise you!
-So, review, favorite, and follow!
Peace!~Yummy42
P.S-And no, the title does NOT have anything to do with Kona's past! She hasn't started any fires, yet...maybe, I don't know! Anyways, it was inspired by Demi Lovato's Fire Starter, since I'm basing my OC on the lyrics! And, for some reason the song seems to fit Lee?