AN: I do not own the Walking Dead unfortunately.

Prologue

Their journey started in New York City. Charlie was an author working on her next installment in her series The Wolftown Murders . She heard someone talking about cannibalistic attacks on the tv in the coffee shop she had written in for the last few months in Little Italy. Reports were coming in from various parts of the country for the last few days, but this one was different. This report was in Long Island.

"The Latest in from the incident this morning, the four attackers are described to having lifeless eyes and emotionless faces. They are assaulting anyone their vicinity. The death toll is at six civilians and four officers." the woman reporter informed the public.

Charlie didn't need to hear more. She needed to get her sister and herself out of the city before there was a mass panic. Charlie pulled out her phone as she started to pack up her things. "Call Casey." she told the phone. "Calling Casey." the mechanical voice said. She cradled the cell phone between her head and her shoulder, and headed to her apartment to pack a bag.

Casey was laying on her bed working on her Physics homework when her phone rang. "Hello?" she answered.

"Hey pack a bag we need to leave New York."

From New York the sisters started on their way down to West Palm Beach, Florida, where their mother lived with their step-father and their three half-siblings. Their trip was mostly smooth until reached Tallahassee. The streets were full of chaos. Buildings being looted, the dead ravenous for human flesh, the police and soldiers attempting to gun down all the risen dead that they came across. Charlie scoffed at the people they drove by looting a Best Buy. They were taking laptops, TVs, and other electronics that were likely have no use soon.

The sisters left Tallahassee as soon as possible. When they got to West Palm Beach most of the streets deserted. Their mother's house was turned over. Charlie and Casey procured all the useful items they could and hopped back in their car to go back north. They traveled through Florida, Alabama, and Georgia for a few weeks before they found themselves just outside of Atlanta.