Hi All! Still fairly new to fanfiction, and new to TWD. Loved the show so much, haven't gotten around to the comics yet, but will someday! Hope you enjoy this story. I clearly do not own any of the TWD characters, only my OC's. This idea popped into my head and I have just sort of been rolling with it. Have a couple of chapters already written, but feedback is ALWAYS welcome!
Thanks for checking out my story and enjoy!
I had been on my own for years, but the world had never been a lonelier place than during the apocalypse. The world had seem to fallen to some virus, that's what they called it at the hospital I worked at. A virus that brings you back when you die, and turns you into a monster. I had watched many patients turn, and even some of the people I loved. It was horrible, having to be there when they get bit or just die. The virus was in all of us and it was just a matter of time before we'd all fall, but the goal in this new world was to survive. Survive for as long as you possibly can in the hopes that someone out there is working on a cure. It was a pipe dream, but I didn't fight through the horrors of my old life just to give up now.
I had spent some time with a small group of friends once we got out of Atlanta. I had come to town to get married and mend fences with my mom a few weeks prior to the outbreak. I had chickened out though, and never made it to my childhood home to see her. It had been 7 years since I had last set foot in that house. Seven long years since I had seen my baby sister, she was just 5 when I left and I doubt she even remembered me at this point. I hadn't wanted to leave, but I just couldn't take another day of it...of him. So I packed a bag and walked out the door, got my scholarship to college and worked my ass off to become a nurse. Paid my own way to cover what the scholarship didn't and studied my ass off. Somehow through all of that I met Jonathan. He was a doctor at the hospital in Savannah that I was working at, and we hit it off right away. First as friends and then it became something more. It was easy with Jon, he didn't ask much about my past and I liked that. I hated to share my story and get the looks of pity from people who actually had a childhood. No Jon just loved me and life was good again.
That was before though, before the world went to shit. Jon and I had been at the hotel when we heard the first few cases. Naturally the cancelled all flights and people couldn't get out of Atlanta by car either so we decided we should make ourselves useful. We volunteered to work at the hospital and worked there until it finally fell. I made it out because he made sure I made it out. A walker as everyone had affectionately begun calling them was coming at me, and rather than try and take it out himself he simply dove forward pushing me out of the way and earning him a bite on the shoulder. After that we found a quiet room in the hospital and once the virus took him I ended it. It was the hardest thing I had ever had to do, or at least that's what I thought. Surviving was proving to be even more difficult, because not only did you have to worry about fighting off walkers, you also had people to worry about too. I had come across a group of men a few weeks back. They seemed pleasant enough at first, but things quickly went downhill. It was honestly a miracle I got away from them without getting attacked by walkers, because I left in the dead of night after fighting my way through them. I had been running for at least a week before I came to colourful subdivision I currently resided in.
It was what looked like a once higher end community. I imagined when people still lived here that the lawns were pristine and that they had block parties and summer socials. It must have been a beautiful life then, but now it was just a wasteland. It still held some of it's shine, but there was debris everywhere. Dead walkers rotting in the street and an eerie quiet filled the streets. I had been staying here for the last week. Trying to get myself rested and ready to head back on the road. I was actually getting ready to leave now, throwing what few supplies I could carry into my backpack and hitting the road. It had been a nice house, warm cozy and from the pictures that filled the walls I imagine it was once filled with love. I smiled at my luck in finding it, because those people had been stocked! I was even surprised that so far into this apocalypse that nobody else had raided it yet. I felt exhausted but more rested than I had been in a while, I was in no rush to leave, but I knew I would have to pick up the pace and head out or else I would lose the light. So I headed on out to the street, grateful that the two or three walkers that were present hadn't noticed my presence. I only got about eight houses down when the roar of a motorcycle could be heard coming in my direction.
I immediately got scared and decided I would have to hide out until whoever it was left. What if it was one of those men, there was no telling what they would do to me know if they found me. I made my way to the house I had stopped in front of, the garage was open so sneaking in would not be a noisy task. Once inside I hid just out of sight behind a work bench. I ducked low, but kept my eyes on the road. I was relieved when it appeared that the person on the bike was not one of the men I had been running from. He was tall, had dark hair, strong arms and a pair of angel wings embroidered on the back of his leather vest. His companion appeared to be fairly harmless as well. He was a shorter asian man that had been driving the Hyundai Sante Fe, and began scoping out the neighbourhood upon his exit from the vehicle. I stayed where I was in hiding, deciding I still was unsure about revealing myself to these two.
"Should we split up? Cover more ground?" I heard the asian man ask the biker.
"Nah..we should clear the houses one-by-one less risk of losing out on supplies or one of us going down." The biker replied as he stood up pulling his crossbow from his shoulder. HE was at the ready and staring into the garage I as in for a few seconds before checking out the rest of the area. I decided at that moment that the garage was no longer a safe place to hide so I waited for them both to look away before entering the house as quietly as possible. I did a quick once over of the house before heading up to the second floor as I heard the males voices in the garage, rummaging through it's contents for car parts no doubt. In my haste to get away from the two men outside I didn't do a proper sweep of the house. I heard the groaning of a walker from the master bedroom and had made my way to take it down, when suddenly a two more came from behind me. I was quick to stab the first through it's eye, before the weigh of it's body fell onto mine. I was screwed. The walkers body offered some shielding for me, but I knew the only way I was getting out of this situation was with assistance. So I did something that was very out of character for me...I screamed.
"Help!" I yelled hoping the men from the garage were still in earshot. Sure enough they were, and I felt the weight of the second walker falling onto me, with an arrow in it's skull. I also heard an arrow enter the master to take down the one I had originally been going in to take care of. As the walkers bodies were pulled off of me I let out a relieved breath. "Thank you."
"You bit or scratched?" My knight in shiny leather asked.
"No I'm good thanks." I said brushing myself off. "Thank you for that. I wasn't exactly sure I was even going to reveal myself, but it sort of proved to be necessary if I wanted to keep on breathing."
"Well guess it was lucky for you we were here." The asian man said as the biker held up his hand to help me off the ground. Once nce I was up off the floor the biker headed back down to continue the search , while the asian man held out his hand and introduced himself. "I'm Glenn and that bubbly man down there is Daryl."
"It's nice to meet you both. It's nice to meet anybody to be honest with you." I said with a laugh. "I have been on my own for so long now it's to come across some normal people."
"Normal people." Daryl said with a scoff and a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah normal people. Living breathing people who are hopefully not creeps like the last group I came across." I said hoping to get the a no.
"Yeah we're not creeps. Just here on a run for some supplies." He said before puttering around the house. "How long have you been around here?"
"A week or so. That last group I left sort of in a rush in the middle of the night and just sort of kept on running until I got here." I said before following Glenn and Daryl around as they searched the house. "Do you guys have a camp?"
"Yea we do.." Glenn began but Daryl gave him a stern look. "Come on Daryl she's on her own and she looks pretty harmless."
"Ain't nobody harmless nowadays." He said gruffly.
"Look I get it okay. It's hard to trust people in this new world. Hard to let people into your circle, but I promise I will be no trouble. I'm just tired of running and would like somewhere with actual people to lay my head for awhile." I said practically begging for them to take me back with them. "I'll pull my weight, go on runs and do what I have to do to contribute to the group. I swear, just please take me back with you."
"Look we have to get some supplies, and load up the Sante Fe...help us do that and we'll take you back with us and put it to a group vote." Glenn said with a hopeful smile. "We make decisions as a group, so to be honest it's not for us to say, but I think there is hope that you'll be welcomed in."
"That's more than I can ask of anyone in this world." I said with a smile. "I'm Violet by the way. So what exactly is it that you are looking for?"
"General supplies, fuel, food and more specifically baby formula." Glenn said with a sigh.
"The house I was staying at is only a few doors down. I am positve I saw a few cans of baby formula and they have a nursery full of baby stuff." I said as I headed down the stairs not even waiting for them to follow me. "They were well prepared people even though it doesn't seem like they stuck around for long."
"Did you find anything else that might be useful?" Glenn asked.
"They had a few cases of water, canned goods, even some medical supplies." I said as we made our way down to the house. "I used what I needed and only packed what I could carry on foot. So there is still a ton in here, I was surprised actually that it had not yet been cleared out."
"Well I guess it's our lucky day." Glenn said with a smile. We made our way through the house throwing anything the group might need into garbage bags, duffle bags and baskets. The house really still did have a lot left in it. Once I helped get some of the baby items into the Sante Fe I decided to start rummaging for some medicines, gauze and any other medical items that may come in handy. I moved from house to house carefully, but noticed that each time I left a house a certain leather clad man followed me onto the next one. Even as I searched I felt his eyes watching me, even caught him once.
"Well I think that's all we're going to get in the way of meds, but these should help the baby and the rest of the group." I said with a smile at Daryl.
"Let's head back 'fore we lose the light." Daryl said as he quickly looked away from me.
"Sounds like a plan." I said with a mock salute that he didn't seem to find all that funny. Glenn gave me a soft chuckle as we headed back to the car trailing slightly behind Daryl. Glenn and I fell into a steady pace and I figured that I would take the opportunity to get some information one my knight in shining leather. "So what's his story? Not to be rude but you both don't look like you'd regularly be friends."
"Hahaha, yeah you are not wrong there." Glenn said with a laugh. "We all came together outside of Atlanta and have sort of stuck together since. These people they're my family now."
"That's really amazing that you've built that. A family I mean. I hadn't seen mine long before the world went to shit, and I find myself wondering if they are even still alive." I said sadly.
"I'm sure they are. Don't mind Daryl though, honestly he has been nicer to you than when I first met him. I believe he and his brother used to call me the chinamen." Glenn said with smirk.
"Used to? What changed?" I asked curious.
"Daryl did. He used to hang on the outskirts, hunt for or with us here and there, but ultimately he made the decision to come in and be a real part of the group somewhere along the line." Glenn said softly so that Daryl wouldn't overhear us. " Could also have to do with losing his brother as well. Losing people will show you just how much you need people around."
"Yeah it really will." I said looking at the back of Daryl's head sadly. "I lost my fiance back in Atlanta. Been pretty much on my own since."
"I'm sorry for your loss." Glenn said placing a hand on my arm. "You get a fresh start now. This new world everything is unknown and we have to make the most of each day even more so now."
"Thanks Glenn. Really I owe you big time for convincing angel wings up there to let me come back with you guys." I said with a giggle.
"Honestly, it didn't take much convincing at all...Daryl seems kind of taken with you." He said, to which I responded with a raised eyebrow. "No really, he couldn't take his eyes off you while we were searching the houses. I've never seen him like that."
"Oh please! It's probably because he doesn't trust me not to jack his crossbow and run." I said with a laugh.
"I'd like to see you try." We heard Daryl say as he loaded the last of his bags into the vehicle.
"Challenge accepted Robin Hood." I said with a smirk. "Okay looks like the cars full up, guess that means I'm riding with you."
"Guess it does." Daryl said staring at her. He hoped on his bike and it felt like he flinched as I went to wrap my arms around his waist.
"I don't bite you know." I whispered innocently in his eye.
"Let's move out." Daryl said completely ignoring my comment. The roar of the bike starting up again startled me, which caused me to wrap my arms around him a bit tighter. It may have been my imagination, but I thought I heard his breath catch as my grip tightened. This man was a mystery alright, one that I was sure I would unravel sooner or later.