A/N: Hey guys, this is my new story. Hopefully you guys will give it a fair shot. Please review, and give constructive criticism, or don't. Up to you really, either way, thanks!

It was a warm August day, and Lee Everett couldn't exactly enjoy it. Staring out the window of the police car he was riding in, Lee felt.. empty. That was the only word he could think of. He knew all along he was guilty. Why wouldn't he be? The evidence was clear, but still the moment he heard the jury foreman say he was, everything crumbled. Why had he done it? He didn't know. It was in a fit of rage. Just a few seconds of pure anger, and that was it. His life as a freeman was over, forever.

"Well, I reckon you didn't do it then?" Came from the front of the car in a southern accent, the balding cop that drove the car glanced up to the mirror, looking directly into Lee's eyes.

Lee looked up to the cop. He was not in a good mood, so he figured it be better to say nothing, than to lash out again.

"Hmm. No.. definitely not." Replied the cop to Lee's silence.

The cop, who's name Lee never did catch, continued to talk, he explained something about a man being caught by his son's. At this point, Lee had him completely tuned out, and was focused on the rushed police cars and helicopters and vans that all passed them, speeding back into Atlanta. Whatever was going on was obviously important, but Lee felt it had very little to do with him now.

Lee was snapped out of his daze by the police radio, which was promptly shut off by the officer, who was clearly being annoyed at this point. But still, that many cops heading towards one location seemed pretty serious.

Once again, something else caught Lee's eye, except this time, it was in the middle of the road.

"LOOK AT THE ROAD, WATCH OU-" was all Lee could manage to say before the car hit the person in the road, and started to spin out of control. As he was not wearing his seatbelt, Lee was flung all along the back of the car, before smacking his head off of something and he was out.

A few hours later, Lee awoke, still feeling very dazed, and now sore, he tried to get his bearings, from the corner of his eye he could see the body of the cop, seemingly flung from the car lying on the ground.

"Officer.. Officer! Wake up." Lee shouted towards him, and got nothing in return. Panicking, he looked for a way out of the car, seeing a cracked window by his feet, he kicked at it multiple times before breaking it.

After he had escaped the car, he made his way over to the officer, trying to wake him, he realised it was to no avail. Something was wrong, once again in a panic, Lee grabbed the keys from the body and uncuffed himself.

In less than 5 seconds, everything changed from quiet and oddly calm, to very loud, and confusing. The body had sprung to life and had jumped at Lee. This caused him to jump back, just now noticing the searing pain in his leg, he had definitely hurt it in the car crash. As he fell against side of the vehicle, the crawling body of the policeman came closer, until a voice called out, Lee's head snapped to the right, and a darker skinned boy, reached out a hand.

"Grab it, man!" The voice called out, which Lee, who had no other options, did. The boy pulled him to his feet, and tried to pull him along up the hill.

"Kid.. wait up, my knee." Lee gestured to his knee, which was bloody and cut open.

"We'll figure it out, come on man, we gotta go." The teenager, who Lee estimated to be about 16-17, replied.

Lee followed as fast as he could behind the boy, he was led into a gated backyard, which was opened by a door installed in the wooden fence.

Once he felt somewhat safe, Lee felt like collapsing onto the ground but he knew there was no time for that.

"What's your name?" Asked the adolescent, gripping a plastic baseball bat, it seemed to be his weapon, which Lee internally chuckled a bit at.

"It's.. it's Lee. What's yours?" Lee asked, trying to sound the least amount of intimidating as he could, given the circumstances.

"It's Ethan.." Replied the boy looking towards a treehouse for a split second, before turning back to Lee.

"Huh.. nice to meet you Ethan. I'm not a threat, i'm just a guy in a shitty situation. Think you can help me out?" Lee asked, once again looking at the wound on his leg.

"That.. depends." Replied Ethan, showing off a toothy grin, and starting to walk towards the house. "Follow me. Let's go."

A/N: There's chapter one! I'm not the best at writing, but i'm trying to get better. So I hope this was okay for a beginner, sorry if it was too long or too short.