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Walk to the end

Full summary: The sick are all over the streets, woods, wherever you look… That is why Thalia is headed to Atlanta. Well, that and she is searching for her brother. However once she comes across a group not far from the city she is told that Atlanta fell. Realizing the search has hit a dead end Thalia stays with the group, helping out and pulling her weight. And soon enough, the sound of a car alarm blaring as a red sports car drives up to the camp, changes everything. How will Thalia fit in to the new group? Will she be accepted? Find her brother? And who else will she find along the journey?

Prologue

I moved through the trees, keeping my eyes out for any sign of the sick. However, the paths in front of me seemed to be clear. No sounds could be heard, not even my feet moving through the fallen leaves on the ground. One of the first things I noticed when this thing started was their senses. The thing that attracts the sick most is their hearing. One sound might bring them to you and I did not want that happening. It's true I could handle a couple of sick ones, but if a whole horde came at me I am well aware I would be gone in seconds. When I decided to get on the road the first thing I did was try and find weapons. Although since I never held one before I didn't know what to actually take. As my knowledge on the sick ones and their abilities expanded I decided on soundless weapons; knives and stakes. I had a couple of arrows on me too which I could use although my bow was lost when I was attacked a couple of weeks ago.

The more I neared the city the more frequently I ran into the sick. And while a part of me was mostly aware of what that meant I was still not giving up my search. If there was any chance that the city wasn't overrun I was holding to it. After all, my brother was there the last time I checked. And there was no way I am giving up on him. We were always close, after all we were twins. And then when this all began and people started dying and turning, he was out of town. I should've been too, but after the accident I took a break from college and went home to my family. I didn't know whether to be happy or not about that, because while I had the chance to see my family one last time before all of this I also had to see them die and turn. And then kill them… My brother was all I had left, and that is if he is even alive.

I was brought out of my thoughts as muffled noises could be heard in the distance. Not too far meaning that if it was a sick one it would've probably smelled me by now. Better take it out, than be surprised by it later. I thought to myself as I began moving towards the noise. But as I got closer, and it became louder I realized those weren't just moaning and growling noises the sick made, but those were actual words being spoken. People, survivors, and a lot of them… the thought dawned on me as I moved closer. And soon enough a clearing came into view, with cars, tents and an RV in the middle of it as people moved around. Nobody noticed me as they were all surrounding the RV as people seemed to be talking over a radio.

"This is Officer Shane Walsh, broadcasting a person unknown, please respond." One of the men who now held the radio spoke loudly trying to reach the person on the other end. Beside him stood a young blonde haired woman and an elderly man with grey hair and a hat covering his almost bald head from the blazing sun. After a moment of waiting the man raised his head from the radio and spoke up again. "He's gone." He looked over the faces which were now looking at him expectantly, but soon enough his eyes flashed over to me making him stand straighter. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?" He asked defensively as the group now turned to look at me in surprise.

"I'm just passing by, no need for a fuss." I commented and to show him I was no threat I put the dagger I held in my hand, back in its place inside my boot.

"You going to Atlanta?" A woman with long dark hair and big eyes asked, her voice catching everyone's attention. I debated for a second whether I should tell them or just keep that to myself. But I knew they wouldn't trust me if I was hiding where I was going. And the sick ones are enough of a problem that I did not need humans on my hands too.

"Yeah." I commented before thinking it over and voicing the question on my mind. "Why are you all even camped out here when the city is so close?" I asked with a raised eyebrow and the man from before, Shane if I remember correctly, spoke up answering my question.

"The city's overrun with walkers, it wouldn't be that good of an idea to go there." He said honestly as I finally had no more reason to hold on to hope of my brother being there. I mumbled a couple of profanities under my breath before sighing in despair and looking back to the group.

"Well thanks for warning me, I'm sorry I bothered you." I said and was about to turn and be on my way. Now I honestly had no idea where I'd go. I guess I'd find a car, hotwire it and try to find some place to hide out. Find supplies, more ammo preferably…

"Where are you going to go?" A soft voice made me stop as I looked around to where the question came from. A small girl, no older than twelve, looked at me in wonder as she held onto a woman's hand. I could only suppose she was her mother.

"I'll find something." I smiled at her not wanting to tell a little girl I had no idea what to do next. However, the Shane guy must've caught on to my lie since the words he spoke next shocked me and what seemed like most of the camp.

"How about you stay with us until you figure it out?" He asked making me raise an eyebrow at him. Too good to be true, that's why I waited for him to continue and add something about me having to leave soon though or having to stay away from most of the group. It wouldn't surprise me, honestly. "Of course you'd have to give up your weapons; at least until we know we can trust you. And I hope I don't have to say if you're bit the offer is off?" He spoke, confirming my doubts there was more, but it was not what I expected. And the conditions were completely reasonable.

"Of course… And no I'm not bit." I told him as the group began to disperse once they were all sure there was no more threat from me or anything else.

"Then come on." He motioned for me to follow and I did as he lead me over to the side of the RV where he pulled out a big sized duffle bag and once he opened it I realized it was filled up with guns and ammo. "You can put the weapons in there." He stated and put the bag on the ground. He watched me as I reached for the knives in my boots and up my sleeves. I pulled out my gun from the waistband of my pants and made sure the safety was on before dumping it in the bag as well. Reaching inside my backpack I pulled out the spare ammo and put it in too before handing over the arrows. Once I looked back over to Shane he seemed to have a surprised look on his face.

"Never too safe these days." I commented as I shrugged my shoulders making him look up from the bag back to me.

"You know how to use all that?" He asked sounding slightly amused making me roll my eyes. Whenever I came across someone, even before this crap started, people would always be surprised by the fact I could fight and use weapons. Then again, it must be hard to believe that a 5'2 girl could take down a grown man.

"Indeed I can." I stated making him nod as he seemed to think to himself before he spoke up.

"Well if you decide to stay, I'm sure you'll be a great asset." He commented with a nod making me smile slightly. "What's your name?" He asked deciding it was about time I introduced myself.

"Thalia." I shortly answered and he nodded before talking.

"Well Thalia I'm Shane, but you must've gathered that by now." He commented with a small smile making me laugh as I nodded confirming his statement. "Come on, let's get you something to drink and eat and let you settle in." He said before putting the duffle bag back in the RV and moving again making me follow him. I sighed looking around me and questioning the decision I've made. Am I sure I could actually trust this people? They don't look threatening at all, maybe even friendly. But then again, if anyone should know that looks can be deceiving it would be me. Nowadays, most groups weren't this nice without wanting something in return. And most will take it themselves if you don't give it as soon as they want. Suddenly I felt extremely self-conscious and unsure without my weapons realizing only time will tell if I've actually made a good decision.