Well, Basically I rewrote my Walking Dead story. I apologize for those who were following it with the other plot and storyline, but I promise this one is better! I do not own any of the characters of The Walking Dead, nor do I own the script, but it is used later on in the story. So here we go! Round 2 of Save My Life! And ACTION!

Also! Let me know what you think of it in the reviews. :) Much love! R.

There were only two words that could describe the place we were standing in. Cold and dark. It felt like it had been months since we had been thrown into this darkened cell. I was more than certain it was a train car, but with the little amount of light we had, it was difficult to tell. We weren't sure what was happening, but on the opposite side of the wall all we could hear were the moans of the dead, the screams of the living, and the gunshots that never seemed to cease.

"What do you think that was?" The all too familiar voice asked me from the darkness. My heart felt heavy, hearing his voice again.

"I don't know, some type of explosion I'm assuming." The sarcasm in my voice never seemed to fade, even in the most serious of times. "Possibly a bomb, maybe?" I stopped talking when I realized the gunshots had faded. The moaning was still very prominent, but I was still able to make out something. Something human. Something alive. Someone was talking.

"Help!" I yelled, banging my fists against the metal wall. "Please, help us!" My voice cracked as I tried to scream louder. No use. It was completely quiet. No voices, no moaning. Nothing. Then the shrieking sound of the door and a large burst of light blasted through the opening. We were free.

"Get out and run. Run as far as you can from here. Go!" The voice said. It was still too bright to see anything, so I stumbled out of the train car and squinted my eyes, hoping to be able to focus on our surroundings.

"There's no time to take in the scenery, we need to go." And with that, my arm was being pulled in the direction of the sun.

The air was dark and smoky, and bodies engulfed the ground around our feet. It took every ounce of focus just to make sure my feet landed on a spot of gravel. We could hear gunshots off in the distance. Not as many as before, but still a decent amount.

"Kora! Keep running, we have to get out of here!" I took my attention away from the ground and put it on my brother, who was running in front of me toward a wire fence standing before us. "Come on! I'll hoist you over! Hurry!" I did as I was told and once I was firmly planted on the other side, I turned to watch my brother climb over. We ran off into the trees a few yards before throwing ourselves to the ground, trying to catch our breath.

We had been walking through the trees, following footsteps to be exact. It was nice to see human shoeprints, and not shuffled steps caused from the dead. These people were actually alive, and more than likely they were the ones who saved us.

"We are getting close, we should probably stay put for a bit until it gets dark, then take a closer look."

"Mason, are you sure we should be doing this? Let's just leave and find somewhere safe."

"We will be safe, once we join these people."

"How do you know we will be safe with them? What if they are full of killers or psychopaths?"

"Then you'll fit right in, won't ya sis?" I scowled at my brother, not giving him the satisfaction of a response. "Let's just camp out here for a bit, and then I'll take a closer look when the sun goes down." I nodded, and threw myself down again a tree. I closed my eyes and dozed off into the nicest sleep I had in a very long time.

"Kora, wake up." I heard, as my body was shaking. I opened my eyes to see Mason gently shaking my shoulders. "I'm tired, can you take watch?" I nodded and pulled myself up from my seated position.

"I have to pee, I'll be right back."

"Don't go too far, we are really close to their camp." I nodded and padded my way behind some trees. I was naturally light on my feet, but having just woken up, I wasn't paying attention to where I was putting my feet. The next thing I knew, my foot landed on a stick and it snapped. The sound could have been heard a mile away. Maybe that was being dramatic, but it was pretty loud for it being such a quiet place. Then I heard something. It was moving in the trees in front of me. I crouched down behind a tree and held my breath. I leaned over and searched for anything. Any kind of movement. And that's when I saw him. Or well, his shadow. He was standing tall, looking straight at me. Shit, what had I gotten myself into.

"It's nothin," I heard him say to a smaller shadow behind him. He lied. I was almost certain he had seen me. I was actually one hundred percent positive that he had seen me. Then they were gone. I hurriedly went to the bathroom and scurried my way back to my brother who was sound asleep. "Who are you?" My body froze at the sound of the same voice I had just heard earlier. I turned to face him, but once again, I was just met by a shadow a few feet away. I walked at an angle, trying to move us away from my sleeping brother. "I asked you a question." His voice was gruff, and I could tell he meant business by the way he carried himself, and his weapon.

"If you give me a second, I'll give you an answer. I'd rather not do this right here." His shadow shifted toward my brother. "Just, follow me." The shadow obeyed and followed me, with his weapon raised and pointed at my head. We made it to a small clearing away from both of our people, with enough moonlight to give each of us a better view of each other and our surroundings. "I knew you saw me. Why didn't you kill me then?"

"You've been followin' us since we left Terminus. If you had wanted to kill us, you would have done it by now. You ain't a threat to us. Answer my damn question, who are you?"

"My name is Kora. The sleeping log back there is my brother, Mason. He wants to join your group. He thinks you saved us. I told him it was a bad idea. That we shouldn't be following you, but he insisted."

"How'd you track us? You ain't a tracker." I rolled my eyes at the figure.

"You know nothing about me. Or my brother. Don't make assumptions." I could see him in full view now. He was taller than me, close to six foot if I had to guess. His hair was passed his ears and a mess. He was older than I was, in his late thirties, early forties.

"You were the ones in the train car that Glenn opened. I remember your voice. It was a lot louder then."

"That's because I was screaming." There it was again, my sarcastic ass mouth. "But it was your group then? You saved us?" He shrugged.

"If you wanna call that a saving, then yeah, we did. Why don't ya get your brother and meet me back here in the morning. I'll take ya to my group after I've caught us some food." I nodded and watched him walk away into the darkness of the trees.