I really wanted to write a Walking Dead story that explains how the apocalypse began and it's progression to get to where it is now, rather than just someone waking up to find that they're in the middle of the apocalypse. So this is the result. Enjoy :D
It's strange. I look back to how things are now, so broken and so insane, and I can't believe that, once upon a time, everything was so ordered. There was school, there was work, there was innocence and life and yes, there was death, but now, that's mostly what the world is made up of.
You see, "dead" has three very distinct phases nowadays.
There's the first phase, which is what everyone was used to before all of this. You're a normal, living, breathing person, with people you care about and memories about what you've been through that make up who you are. But then something happens. It could be disease or a car accident, it doesn't matter. The point is, you die. That's how it should be right? Death, and then you're gone.
But then there is the second phase. The one where you come back. The one where suddenly your corpse starts to move and your eyes open but you're not the person you were before. It doesn't take very long for this to happen after you die, a few hours at most. There's a few different names people have given those things; biters, geeks, zombies...but for most of us, they're called "walkers."
The mistake that most people make is that they still believe that a walker is a real person. It's mostly denial. They want to believe that their mother or brother or friend is still in there somewhere, and for that reason they can't get themselves to kill them. But what they don't understand is that no matter what they are, they are dangerous. They don't think; their only goal is to eat whatever is alive, and if they bite or scratch you, then you'll turn into one of them. Simple as that.
So that brings me to the last phase; the one where you're dead for good. The only way to kill a walker is by destroying the brain, so naturally, shooting them in the head works pretty well. Of course there's better alternatives, like using a knife or smashing their skulls in, but that's the easiest way.
After that last phase, it's over.
This is what we, and by we, I mean my brother and I, have become accustomed to.
I guess I should explain how this all began. It was sudden; almost overnight. But, as things go, I'll "begin at the beginning"...
Chapter 1 will be published very soon! I've made up my own characters, so none of the ones from the TV series will be included, sorry.