Oh hello there.
So I recently got into the Walking Dead fandom, and everyone tried to tell me not to do this because it'd be more stress than it was worth, but I couldn't resist writing a FanFiction on it. Sometimes a character just jumps my head and I literally can't watch an episode without thinking how I could include her and it was bothering me so HERE WE ARE.
Obviously, I don't own anything, I really wish I did. That'd be awesome.
Enjoy!
Chapter One
Carrie Reed was a cosmetologist in Tallahassee, Florida. She lived with her boyfriend, Robert, who worked repairing cars.
They were a typical couple, living in a small apartment, living off of unhealthy food and being late for almost everything. Then, the news reports started coming in. News reports with... weird things. "Woman Eats Husbands Arm", "Neighbor Wakes Up To Neighbor Eating Their Pet". Strange things that caused Carrie and Robert to look at each other and laugh.
When more reports came in, they still laughed, but Carrie started to lock their doors and windows. She made sure she would always kiss Robert before she left for work. She was scared.
Two weeks later, everything went to hell in a hand basket. But, it wasn't until one of Carrie's neighbors attacked her while she was going up the stairs that they actually started listening to the news reports, trying to figure out what was going on.
"We request that all able citizens go to Atlanta, Georgia for shelter and safety. We repeat; All able citizens please go to Atlanta, Georgia for shelter and safety."
In an instant, Carrie was off the couch, going to their room and grabbing her bag from on top of the closet. She shoved most of her clothes and a couple pairs of good, comfortable shoes in the bag, while Robert packed canned foods and other things that they could eat.
Robert handed her the bag of food, and quickly packed his own bag of clothes while she got both of their essentials.
When she came out into the living room, Robert was stashing his pocket knives in his jacket pockets and bag. He gave two to Carrie, which she stowed away. In a box that was in a cabinet in their living room, Robert had two hand guns and some ammunition. He was raised in Austin, so it was to be expected. He handed one to Carrie, and stashed the ammunition in his bag.
"You remember how to shoot?" he asked, and she nodded. When they first started dating, he'd taken her out and taught her how to shoot.
'It's something every pretty lady should learn how to do,' he'd told her. At the time, she laughed. Now, she was glad. It was something you needed to learn how to do.
With one last look at their home, Robert grabbed their keys and they left their apartment complex, heading for Atlanta, Georgia.
Carrie just hoped what they promised was actually there.
Obviously, this is just the introduction, so yeah, it's gonna be pretty boring for awhile. Sorry about that.
Yes, I typed it correctly, this will be a Daryl/OC fic. Yes, I'm aware Carrie has a boyfriend at the moment. But trust me, I'll take care of him. Yes, you should be quite afraid for him. Heh.
I know this chapter was very boring, but drop me a review and tell me what you think. This is defiantly a work in progress and they don't really show much of the group before Rick comes in so I don't have too much to go on. Most of my planning has gone to the interesting stuff like the CDC and Hershel's and walker attacks... stuff like that.
Thanks for reading, have a great day.
-SparrowEyedGirl