YEY IT'S TIME FOR A WALKING DEAD STORY :D!
Now this is my first time writing a zombie (walker) story so try to not be harsh in the reviews cuz so far I've only done Friday the 13th lol.
So first up ima tell you guys what can be included by your requests,
Your own OC: Either a walker, friend to the group or a bandit, NOTE: Only a certain number of OC's are allowed for friends and bandits,
At the moment the limits are:
Friends/Survivors: 45 (cuz im nice :D)
Bandits: 60 (Reason for this is that just like the series and the telltale games, the deaths aren't only going to be walker deaths because that would be cheap and boring, throw Negan some love, apart from the time he killed Glenn cuz Glenn was my fav :( rip Glenn.
Now our main character is going to be my own OC, this isn't going to follow the tv series, that doesn't mean amv characters won't show up at all, and also this story is going to start in between seasons 2 and 3 of TWD.
My OC:
Name: Greg Cartwright,
Age: 13,
Parents: John Cartwright (father) (deceased) Emma Cartwright (mother) (alive) (Age: 47)
Friends: Emily (alive) (Age: 13), Thompson (alive) (Age: 14), Jimmy (alive) (Age: 12),
And that's it, I hope you enjoy and please make sure to review it helps out a lot and also helps me improve in a way, PM me for requests for OC's.
:D i'm so happy i'm writing this:
I woke up to the sound of stomping feet, me and my friends were in a four man tent, Thompson found it in a store when we raided it, I turned on my flashlight and saw that the others were asleep, I got out of my sleeping bag, put my shoes on and proceeded out of the tent, I turned in the direction I heard the stomp and saw nothing there, I walked forwards and I felt something touch my ankle, it was cold and felt rough, I fell to the ground and saw that.. it was only a branch, I felt embarrassed and got back up, then I heard a gunshot, and another. Shortly after another one followed, then I heard a man scream, I ran towards the scream. He was still screaming as I was whipping through branches of trees, I saw a car in the distance, I ran towards the car.. there was no more screaming. I looked on the other side of the car and met a horrific sight, walkers were ripping the man into pieces, the man's neck was torn in half and his innards were being devoured. I screamed, blood squirted onto my face and torso, then I got grabbed around the mouth and pulled into the woods.
THOMPSON'S POV:
I woke when I heard a scream, the scream sounded familiar, I turned my lamp on and saw that Greg wasn't in the tent, panicking I shook Emily and Greg's mother, "WAKE UP!", Emily bolted up instantly "Wh-what's wrong? Thompson" I could see that she instantly recognised my terror filled face, "GREG ISN'T HERE AND I HEARD A SCREAM! IT SOUNDED LIKE GREG'S", Emily shot out of the tent and grabbed her bat, I grabbed my axe and saw that Emily had vanished as well, "Oh fuck, EMILY?!", No response. "FUCK!" I screamed, I ran back into the tent and saw that Greg's mother still wasn't awake, how the fuck does she wake up in the morning? Hesitating I ran back outside that was when I saw half a dozen men aiming guns at me, then I felt something blunt hit the back of my head and all went dark.
GREG'S POV:
"GET OFF ME YOU CUNT!" I tried squirming through the person's arms but it was no use, he was too strong, "Now that isn't a nice way to say- OH SHIT!" I looked up and saw a walker grab my arm, it was about to sink it's teeth into me, the person dropped me onto the floor and ran away, the walker's face fell onto my neck, it was about to rip my throat out but I grabbed it's face and held it back. I could smell it's blood filled mouth and it was making me feel sick, I grabbed a small rock and smashed it across the walker's head, it's blood squirted into my mouth and I instantly knew that the walker wasn't dead yet, it looked so easy in the movies. I cracked the walker's skull again with the rock and it finally fell down, I spat out the blood and instantly threw up, the red and orange-yellow liquid covered my trainers, I wiped my mouth and made my way back to our tent, then I saw a bunch of men with guns aiming at Thompson. "Shit" I whispered and I crouched beneath a bush, a walker's head was staring at me and I shoved my fist into my mouth so I wouldn't scream, then I heard a thud and I couldn't help but look, my curiosity got the better of me, I saw Thompson on the ground unconscious, I started hyperventilating. What if they found my mother? Where's Emily?
Emily's POV:
I smashed another walker's head to pieces with my bat, I don't know where Thompson went, I walked back in the direction I came and someone caught me by the arm and pulled me down to the ground, "D-don't go that way" said the voice, it sounded deep and raspy, he continued "A group of bandits are surrounding that tent, come with me". The person started running away from the tent, hesitating I followed. "What's your name?" I asked, "My name's Benjamin, yours?", "Emily". I wasn't going to lie, I'm a truthful person, which may or may not help in this shitstorm. He led me to an RV, he knocked on the door and said random numbers, I assumed it was a code. I was let in by the people and they greeted me as if we were family, "We're gonna be leaving in a few minutes" said the eldest woman. That was when I had a choice, leave with these people or risk my life saving my friends.
Well.. as you can see i'm including choices in this one.
As my friend The Swooce is on season 3 of his Walking Dead series i'm going to be using his technique as to show who's alive etc,
Alive
Dead
Unknown
Undead
The Woods: Greg, Emily, Thompson, Emma
Now this was a slow start but I've planned everything and it'll eventually pick up some pace.
See you guys for the next one
Buh Bye!