Author Note: I do not own The Walking Dead or any of its characters

Anne Marshall is property of me

Tess Carver is property of Celebrityfan (my thanks to her for letting me put Tess in this story!)

Description of Anne: Anne is 14-15 years old. She has long, shaggy brown hair. She has her bangs styled over her right eye. Anne usually wears a black flannel shirt over a black T-shirt with blue jeans. She wears a bandanna that covers her right eye with her bangs. It is currently unknown why she wears the bandanna, but will be revealed later in the story.

Now, for the voice behind Anne... Jennifer Lawrence. She has a strong voice.

Anne's POV

Darkness...

All I see is darkness...

And I'm totally fine with it... Nothing wrong with it when you're asleep.

I slept blissfully until a liquid-like substance hit my face. I jerked awake, screaming, "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

I then heard laughter as I sat up, wiping the substance from my eye. When my face was clean, I looked up seeing a woman in her early twenties with blonde hair tied in a side-braid wearing a black tank top, a brown sweat jacket, a green vest, and blue jeans laughing at me. It was Tess Carver, the daughter of the founder and leader of the community, William 'Bill' Carver.

"What the hell, Tess?!" I snapped. Tess wiped away a tear from her eye. "Sorry, I tried waking you up in a different way, but it didn't work. You're a pretty damn heavy sleeper, girl." she remarked as she tossed away a now empty can of Pepsi, which she had just dumped on me. Man, I was drinking that earlier!

"What are you doing in my tent?" I asked, grumbling sligtly. "Just waking you up. You weren't around this morning, so we were starting to wonder where you were at." she explained.

I groaned. "Come on! I was having an awesome dream!" I complained.

"You can dream later. Do you wanna head out with us? I'm gonna look for supplies." she said. I shrugged and yawned. "Sure. Just give me a minute."

"Come on, let's go," she told as she stepped out of my tent. I sighed and swung my legs over the side of my cot before picking up my bag and slinging it over my shoulder. I stepped out of my tent and squinted at the bright light, shielding my eyes.

I've been a resident of this community for over eight months. I was lucky to come here to this place. If I never did, I'd probably be a walking corpse by now, or maybe even worse.

I jogged around the community, saying 'hello' to several residents and guards of the camp. I passed by a couple that aren't too friendly, like Troy. He's a tall man, usually clad in camouflage. He had short brown hair, as well as a goatee. He's an asshole. I saw him glare at me as I passed by him. "Watch where you're goin'!" he snapped. I ignored him and continued running before I bumped into Wyatt, a man with wild blonde hair, a beard, and glasses. He's a pretty nice guy that has his moments here and there. He's one of the guards here.

"Hey, dude." he greeted. "Hey, Wyatt. What's up?" I asked as I paused running. "Nothin' much. I hear Bill's gonna be doing something huge today." he replied. "You know what it is?" I asked. He shook his head. "Nope. Anyway, gotta go. See you later, dude." he told me before walking off to continue patrolling as I resumed running.

As I rounded a corner, I ended up bumping into Russell. He's a few years older than me, but he's a guard here. He always has a 'no nonsense' attitude. "Watch it, Anne." he snapped. "Can't talk, gotta get to Tess!" I replied as I kept running.

Before I knew it, I found the person I was seeking.

"HEY!" I greeted Tess. "Already? Wow, you're fast." she remarked. "You ready for today's supply hunt?"

"Yep. Who's coming this time?" I asked.

"Well, there's me, Mom, and Dad." Tess said. I blinked. Bill himself was going on a supply hunt? Now THAT was rare!

"Howdy, folks!" William Carver greeted as he faced us. He had graying hear, a beard, and wore this heavy brown coat with dark pants. I blinked. Ever since that group of people left the camp several months ago, he's been heading out more frequently, which is strange.

He REALLY seems eager to bring them back here, like they were something he lost.

Whoa, hold on... we've got PLENTY of supplies here... so why is he going on supply runs?

What's Carver looking for? WHY is he looking for it?

I'm yanked out of my thoughts as Carver turns to us.

"Now listen. Remember the plan. Don't stray too far, and don't get cornered by lurkers." he reminded. "Let's move out."

The four of us moved in silence through the woods. Carver then stopped, signaling us to freeze. "Hold on." he muttered before edging towards a bush. "Well, looks like today's our lucky day." he chuckled. I caught up to him, finding an abandoned campsite in front of us. By the looks of it, it was trashed about a few months ago.

"Alright Tess, remember the plan..." Carver began, but Tess cut him off.

"Yeah, yeah. 'Don't stray too far, don't get cornered by lurkers', blah blah blah... I'll be careful." she said, rolling her eyes as she headed towards a tent. I went on my own path, searching around a tree at first. I know it sounds stupid, but you gotta check everywhere...

Something caught my eye and I froze. I knelt down to get a closer look and smiled. Jackpot! It was a can of beans!

"I found something!" I called as I picked the can up and waved it above my head. "Nice job, Anne!" Tess praised. I smiled. Tess was the first one to welcome me to the camp when I first showed up. Not to mention the one who showed me how things worked there. She's a good friend.

I continued my search, only finding a knife, a clean roll of gauze, and a instant ramen packet.

Well, it's not much, but it's something... and hey, ramen! I like having this when I have the chance. Especially if it's chicken flavor.

I looked over my shoulder, seeing Carver frowning as he looks into a wrecked tent. If he's looking for someone, I'd doubt they'd be in that ratty old thing...

I looked up, seeing the others not too far away. I was about to say something when I heard a snap. I froze when I saw a shadow behind Tess's mother. I had to warn her!

"LOOK OUT!" I scream. She turned around and screamed as a lurker reaches out at her. I hear a grunt of pain, but I can't make out what is going on over there. Tess reacts quickly and shoots the lurker in the head, creating a lot of noise.

"Holy crap!" I breath as I run up to them. Bill and Tess reach her just as I do.

"Mom, are you OK?" Tess asked. My eye wandered down to Tess's mother's arm and I gasped. There were three long gash marks on her arm.

Oh God...

Carver's eyes narrow at the sight as Tess gasps. "I-It's okay, Tessie, it's just a scratch." her mother says.

"C-Come on... we can get this taken care of..." Tess chokes out.

My ears pick up the sound of snarling. I whirl around, seeing several more lurkers headed our way.

"Uh, guys? We might wanna think about running!"

The four of us turned on our heels abruptly, but Tess's mother fell to the ground as we ran.

"HELP!" she screamed. "MOM!" Tess yelled. Carver sees an exit, and then looks back at Tess's mother, who is being cornered by the lurkers. Oh no... he's not thinking what I think he's thinking, is he?!

"Come on." he says as he drags us away from the sight as lurkers begin to chomp into Tess's mother.

"NOOOOO!"

"Bill, what the hell?!" I scream as I struggle with him, but he's just too strong. I watch helplessly as the lurkers eat her alive while she screams in pain. Tess reaches out to her as Carver drags us away. Tess sobs as we run away from the sight with whatever we could grab. I try to block out the pained screams, but I fail. When we are a good distance away from the sight, Tess glares at Carver murderously and shoves him away from her.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"She was scratched. She was a danger to the group." Carver spoke calmly.

I growl. Just because she was scratched doesn't mean we couldn't try to save her!

"NO, YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!" Tess exclaims tearfully.

"Look, sweetie..." her father begins as he places a hand on Tess's cheek. I growl again. He leaves ex-wife to die and he has the nerve to do THAT?!

Tess shoves the son of a bitch away from her. "KEEP YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME!" she shrieks as she runs away. I glare coldly at Carver. "Why would you do that?!" I snapped before I run after her.

How... how could he?!

He's the leader of the community! He's supposed to protect the people! Not let them die!

How could he... do something... like this...?

I push these thoughts out of my mind as I continue running after Tess.