Morana here, this is my first ever Walking Dead story. I've loved the show ever since it first came out, but I just got into reading the fanfiction for it and I had an idea so… Here it is. Please don't be too harsh on me for it.
Disclaimer: I'm only going to say this once, I don't own crap. It's called fanfiction for a reason. The only thing that is mine is Katie Jones.
Also I'm sorry this is kinda short.
Chapter Theme Song: Little Girl by John Michael Montgomery (I'm gonna try to put a theme song at the beginning of every chapter, but no promises.)
It was a cool summer day as Katie sat in the small field about a half mile away from her house. She had a sketch pad and a mechanical pencil in her hands as she attempted to draw some wild flowers next to her little campsite. In her peripheral vision she saw movement and turned her head to look up. It was one of her neighbors from about a mile up the road.
"Howdy, you want an apple?" she asked Daryl who held his hand out as an answer to her question.
"What're you doin' out here?" he asked catching the apple she tossed to him.
"Your daddy drunk again?" she looked behind her and saw Merle.
"Yeah, I'll probably be spendin' my summer in the woods again, sorry." She said as Merle squatted down next to the girl.
"It's okay girlie, if your daddy gives you any trouble you come runnin' we'll help ya." He said mussing up her hair with a bit of a smile as he stood.
They had seen her grow up, mostly from driving by to go into town and seeing her playing in her parent's front yard. She was about eleven when her mother died and her father turned to drinking to numb his pain. He ended up only causing his daughter more pain. It was in the spring following her mother's death that they bumped into her while they were illegally hunting. She was a sweet kid and always welcomed them to her little campsite. Six years later she was still the same and they had come to think of her as a friend rather than an annoyance as they had back when they first bumped into her.
"I will sir." She said to him politely as she handed him an apple.
"Hey, did you hear about the news reports?" Daryl asked her and she shook her head.
"Darylina don't go scarin' the kid." Merle said to his brother who glared at him.
"No, tell me, please?" she asked them looking up at them.
"There was somethin' 'bout people eatin' each other and that getting' bit turns people in to mindless cannibals." Daryl said to her and her eyes widened in fear.
"Now see what cha did, you scared her." Merle scolded his brother.
"Nah, it's not that scary." She said shaking her head.
"Okay, well, we'll be 'round so if you need us yell." Daryl said to her and she nodded at him.
"See ya around kid." Merle said mussing her hair up again.
"Bye." She called to them.
Katie began pulling her camp back together as soon as she was sure they were far enough away. Her father had said something about a man outside of the liquor store biting him and she wanted to make sure he was alright. The last thing she needed was Hannibal Lector for a father and for him to end up in jail for eating someone. She figured that she could get him to go to the hospital so that he'd be able to get treatment.
She walked up to the house and listened to the oddly quiet house. He normally had the radio playing some country music station while he drank. It was too quiet for her to believe that he was home, but his old pickup truck sat there in the drive way unmoved. Katie sat her tent bag and backpack down on the steps before hesitantly opening the front door to her home.
"Daddy?" she called into the dark empty space.
Morana's Ramble: Cliff hanger on the first chapter?! I know right, well if you review just telling me you liked it or that it got your attention I'll keep posting. I'd also do that if I get favorites and follows? Morana out~!