Disclaimer: I obviously don't own the Walking Dead, and if you thought I did, then omfg?
Prologue
She was running, possibly faster than she had in her entire life. Running down the city's streets and alleyways trying desperately to outrun her two pursuers, it wasn't exactly life or death but more along the lines of whether she would go to jail or not. She could faintly hear the two men's boots smacking against the pavement, and the cars swerving out of their way as she had run across the busy highway and down a people packed sidewalk, having to shove people out of her way just to get by, and being yelled at as she go further and further away. Looking over her shoulder, she looked for any sign of the two men, faintly she could see them running through the crowds, one holding onto his hat, obviously some sort of sheriff's deputy, and the other she assumed was his partner. Her own partner had taken the car so she was forced to run from the crime she'd committed- a museum robbery- but she didn't complain, running was one of her strong suits, due to her many years of exercise and training for all sorts of things. She knew, by the sound of the sirens that they'd called for back up, and every second she was on the street the more at risk at getting caught she was.
As she continued down the street, she could see the flashing lights of at least half a dozen police cars blocking off the street and causing a traffic jam. Slowing down to a jog she looked around, knowing she'd have to decide her way out quickly, or she'd be caught. Spotting an alleyway, she ran across the street, she cursed to herself when she realized it was in fact, a dead end.
Coming to a walk she analyzed her surroundings looking for a escape route while trying to remain calm, she stopped at the farthest end of the alleyway, underneath a motel balcony, as the two police officers came around the corner. They screamed at her to put her hands up, obviously noticing the gun strapped to her leg and the bag she was carrying, but when she didn't they kept their hands near their guns, obviously very well trained in their jobs, she had to give them that.
"You have nowhere else to go! Put your hands up!" the one with the stupid looking hat yelled, she smirked and shook her head. "PUT. YOUR. HANDS. UP." he repeated, slower and more forcefully.
"Jennifer Campbell, you are under arrest for-" the other man began, but his voice was drowned out by the sound of her laughter. As she backed up half a step the two men advanced on her, but slowed when she slowly put her left arm up in the air, which they assumed meant surrender. "Put both your hands in the air!" he demanded, and they continued advancing on her.
With a smile, very confident in the escape route she'd come up with in the short time, she raised her right arm up in the air. They slowly started to walk closer to her, when her hands grasped firmly around a pull ladder leading to the balcony she was standing underneath. Pulling it down she quickly scrambling up to the lowest balcony,then pulled the ladder back up, and broke the mechanism with her foot, so they couldn't follow after her. They looked up at her and she cheekily waved back, a large grin on her face, satisfied by their frustration in her getting away.
"My name's not Jennifer," she explained quickly and they had to strain their ears to hear her as other policemen and women ran into the alley, "It's Sam!" she laughed before turning and climbing up the set of ladders leading to the next balcony, and all the way to the slippery rooftops.
Carefully, she made her way across the rooftops, and ran until she was far enough away that she couldn't hear the sirens any longer, she phoned the younger man she was working with - Devin, climbed down the building, and waited in a coffee shop. Not much later a familiar car pulled up outside and she ran out of the place and got in, slammed the door, and he was quick to drive away.
"Did you get it, Sam?" he asked, looking down at her bag she had sat in her lap, grinning she reached in and pulled out the museum's most prized and expensive artifact.
"Of course I did, baby brother, do you not trust your big sister?" she asked, with a laugh, returning the artifact into her bag. He looked over at her with a grin, equal to hers as they got as far away from the city as possible.
"You're only two years older than me," he muttered, a small smile growing on his face.
She turned to him, "Who finished school first?"
"..You?"
"Exactly, so that makes me smarter."
"That doesn't even-" Devin shook his head, "You don-" he stopped and moved on."So, who're we selling this to, exactly?" he asked, softly nudging the bag with his elbow.
Sam shrugged, "Some stupid collector in Atlanta."
"And are we actually going to give it to him?" Devin asked, knowing his sister all too well.
Sam smiled, shaking her head, and pulled out a replica out of a pocket in her bag, "Of course not," she said holding it up to him, "Why do you think I got this?"
Devin offered his hand up to her, requesting a high five, with a grin she hit his hand with her own, then sat back in her seat, and relaxed, exhausted.
Yes, I know what you're thinking; 'Doesn't the Walking Dead have zombies?' but this is the prologue, so don't worry.
Answers to any questions:
Are the two police officers Rick and Shane?
Obviously, yes.
Why did Sam tell them her real name?
Sam told them because she was leaving the city, and probably will never be back.
Why didn't they know her real name?
Will be answered whenever they meet Rick and Shane.
Will we get more of a back story on Sam and Devin?
Yes, eventually, as the story goes on.
What are their real last names?
Will be answered in the upcoming chapters idk what ones honestly lol
Are they going to meet Glenn and the others in Atlanta at the same time as Rick?
Yes.
What about your other stories?
I discontinued 'If Only' and I've just been lazy with 'The Orb', sorry!
When will you update?
In a day or two.
Who do you imagine Sam and Devin as?
The links are on my profile! But Sam: Amber Heard. Devin: Joe Dempsie.
Okay! So please review, I'd love to know what you think, and if you have any questions that aren't above, just ask!
-Chelsea
