I Love The Walking Dead TV series and in particular Daryl Dixon and have had a few story lines in mind for a while now, so I hope y'all enjoy reading this story.

Bit of a story back drop before I begin – there has never been an affair and/or feelings between Shane and Lori- Shane is still Rick's best friend and considers Lori and Carl family. The story takes place mid- Season 1 to tie-in with the TV show. I won't be including the CDC storyline, its more about people surviving in a zombie apocalypse.

If you have any questions regarding any other characters, Please ask. Also, I would really appreciate your reviews on this story, good or bad I am hoping it will influence the story for the better.

Here's the first chapter, it will be shorter than what I am hoping the rest of the chapters will be, but I wanted to cement the story foundations and hopefully get some feedback. I hope you enjoy it :)

Chapter 1

Amelia Thorne, looked out of the dirty, smeared window. The sun was high in the blue sky and she guessed it was around midday. There was no movement on the street she was observing, which she Thanked God for. It had been almost a week since she had seen a group of walkers pass by, the slovenly drag of their feet and the un-human moaning which they made still echoed in her mind, especially at night. The distance to the grocery store that was situated at the end of the street would have been a journey that she enjoyed making. A ten minute walk that would have been a pleasant one. Now the ten minute walk appeared to be one that could have been ten miles, and one that she had been considering making for three days now. The little bottled water that she had left wouldn't last the day and the house hadn't had running water since the disease took a hold and the entire World went to shit. She knew the journey had to be made today and she was afraid. She had a handgun which her Aunt had given to her and she had plenty of ammunition left. She considered herself one of the lucky ones. She had shot and killed three walkers, over the course of the two months that she had barricaded herself in her Aunt's home and had been outside the house the same number of times. The loft at the very top of the three storey house which she occupied, was small but had been her safe haven and she had found out the hard way that the longer she stayed in it, the more afraid she was of leaving it.

Finally Amelia stood and stretched her limbs, She was as ready as she was ever going to be to leave and get the necessities that she needed for survival. Dressed in beige, cargo trousers, brown boots and a black racer vest top, she packed a knife in one of the pant pockets and bullets for her gun in another. She checked her gun was fully loaded over ten times before she dropped the hatch of the loft door open.

Opening the front door of the house was hard, she looked out of the letterbox, several times but there was no sign of any movement. After unbolting the door, she opened it inch by inch. Her forest green eyes had to adjust to the strong sunlight. She had to admit that breathing in the fresh air was a feeling like no other, she opened her lungs to it. It felt wonderful.

Amelia, walked down the street as quietly as she possibly could. Abandoned cars littered the roads but they made excellent obstacles to hide behind. Her gun was cocked and ready to shoot, but she was also aware that if she shot down a walker the firing would more than likely bring more walkers which would not be a good thing. The store became closer and closer, she could now see that the door was open which she was pretty certain she had left that way on her last visit. All was looking good that was until a body appeared, staggering through the open door. A walker and a tall one at that. The dark red blood oozed from his mouth and his eyes were glazed and yellow. He looked straight at Amelia, who was quick to turn and make a run back to her abode. That was the plan, but Thanks to a plank of wood that appeared to come out of nowhere, Amelia found herself falling to the ground. She turned around quickly, all this time of hiding and keeping safe, she hadn't expected to die like this. She could only be Thankful that there was only one walker. Suddenly, what seemed to sound like a bomb going off, the walker hit the ground hard. Shot. Killed. For a moment Amelia gathered her thoughts to what had happened, she looked to her right, and standing on a grassy knowle to her right was a man – human, holding a rifle. Amelia got up and made a run for it back to her home. She had been alone for too long now to want to be around humans, she hadn't even seen one in two months. She felt just afraid of the man that had ironically just saved her life, as she was of the walker that had almost taken it.

She hid behind one of the front wheels of an abandoned pick up truck, she was breathless but tried her hardest to make as little noise as possible. After a minute, of regaining her breathe, she was just about to have a look around when she was grabbed firmly around the mouth and was forced under the truck. The man who had shot the walker was now pinning her to the ground, his brown chestnut eyes wide open and burning into hers. She tried to fight the body restricting her, but lack of food, water and exercise prevented her from being able to. The man's grip on her mouth tightened and as she looked into his eyes, she realised he was trying to tell her something, he nodded his head to the left and at that same moment Amelia heard the familiar sound of dragging feet, cracking bones and the blood curdling moaning of walkers that she heard in her sleep almost each time she managed to grab twenty minutes or so. There they were, the passing ankles of an un-dead group. Amelia stayed as still as she could, her restrainer not letting up on his grip of her. As she glanced back at the man above her, she felt safer when she noticed his Sheriff's badge.

OK, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter – Please let me know what you think. It is a Daryl centric story and although there was no Daryl in this chapter, of course there will be in future chapters.