Disclaimer: I don't own Walking Dead.
Chapter 1:
Life in turmoil is not what you would expect.
I didn't expect for the world to go to chaos.
I didn't think that life would turn out how it did, but it did.
I heard a broadcast about a possible cure, and was on my way to Washington.
I was always on the run.
I had always had things go south in every group, and always left the groups, or groups left me.
I just didn't trust anyone anymore.
I was walking for what seemed like hours.
I didn't think that I could go anymore.
I had no more water or food and the dead were following me.
I fell to the ground with a thud, ready to give up.
As I lay on the ground, I actually took a moment to look at the sky it was beautiful.
It was bright blue with gray clouds.
Wait, gray?
That meant there was a fire nearby, and maybe people.
I forced myself to get up and follow the direction of the clouds.
I found myself coming towards a makeshift wall.
I saw two guards standing on the wall.
"You there! Stop!" they yelled.
I did, and I dropped to the ground in darkness.
