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.