Revolver

Okay this is the exact same story line of TWD. BUT only with Gwen (Daryl's girlfriend) added to it. Please don't hut or hate me for doing this but i just wanna spice it up a bit. Don't worry he will still remain the same hard ass. I wont make him a softy just yet, at least not until season 3. I don't own any right to the original scrip lines from the characters. They are just added on their. Gwen is the only character that's mine. Hope you enjoy it:)

Setting- Days Gone Bye

Chapter 1 Gwen

Gwen's POV: The three of us where in the kitchen, gathering anything else we could take with us on the road. After hearing about a possible outbreak of an infection. Daryl and Merle wasted no time in preparing for Armageddon if it came down to it. They got the truck ready. Merle loaded his bike on the back. In the bike he packed all his first class pills of all sort. Any pain you had he had the pills for it. But knowing Merle would never give up a single pill for any stranger. He was a greedy basterd like that.

"I'm taking this baby with me" Merle holds up a machete that looked about as long as my arms. He puts it down on the table and looks at me. Shouldn't you be packing stuff instead of standing their looking pretty?"

He opens the cabinets. "Get to it little Gwen".

I hated when he called me that. Just cuz I was smaller than the two, Merle always gave me shit about it. Daryl ignored everything and heads outside getting Merle's attention.

"Merle. Get you ass out hear" Merle looks at me.

"Make yourself useful would ya" and then heads out the door. What a prick he was. I head to the cabinets and grab what ever canned food we had witch wasn't much. I put what I could in a backpack. I look around to see what else I could take with us until my eyes connected with the machete. The beauty of this deadly weapon mesmerized me. I grab it and walk up to a near by mirror. For some reason I began checking myself out while slightly dancing with the machete to some faint rock music I was hearing in the other room. We had it on to keep our minds off the broadcast we heard earlier on the radio or at least I did anyway. I see my body slimly move back and forth with the giant knife. I begin to see myself dancing more and more like a porn star. I'm sure if Daryl saw me, he get turned on. Now Merle on the other hand would be a different story. Knowing him, he'll try to do some unspeakable things to me. He was such an asshole. More than Daryl was at times. Its why I never felt safe around him.

I stop my gazing and dancing in the mirror and walk to a window. I stare out into the beautiful, peaceful nature that Daryl, Merle and I lived by. It be a beautiful place to raise a child. Well at least it would have been. But knowing that Daryl doesn't have the patients for kids and with Merle always around messing with his mind. I don't see me having a family with him in the future or even at all.

My train of thought was broken by gunfire. I jump at the second fire. I began to hear more and more fire. That's when I knew something was wrong. I run to my room and grab my gun. I head to the front door. I see our neighbors shooting at what looked like people. Others were getting attacked and eaten. It must have been the infected people. I was in shock at the horrific scene that was taking place right in front of my eyes.

"Gwen!" I hear Daryl's voice yell. I run to the back of the house where I heard him.

"Daryl!" And just like that, no sign of him. I steady myself and look around slowly. "Daryl?" I was still able to hear the screams and gunfire outside. But in the house was dead silent. I was about to peek through a corner when he comes bursting through.

"Come on. We need to get the hell out of hear."

"The infected people have reached hear."

"I fucking know, lets just go." We hear the front door open as one of the infected begins stumbling towards us making groaning sounds. Daryl pulls out his crossbow and shoot it in the head. The thing instantly collapses.

"Lets go." he tells me. I look towards the table and see the machete that Merle was looking at earlier. I quickly grab it and follow Daryl outside to the truck. Daryl practically throws me inside the truck as he quickly got in himself. I look behind us and see more of those dead people walking around the house and eating others.

"Wait what about the others?"

"Fuck them. Their dead anyways." Merle yells back at me as he sped off hitting more of those dead walkers.

I wake up with my heart beating fast. It was another dream of where I was when the world was coming to an end. I was just grateful that I was with Daryl when it all went down. I hear voices and noises outside the tent. Shit! I must of slept in. I get out and see that everyone was already awake.

"Morning sleeping beauty." The first person I saw was Amy.

"Did I really sleep in for that long?"

"Well, a little longer than usual." Ever since me, Daryl, and Merle meet up with Shane's group. We figured it be nice to stay with a larger group or at least that's what i thought. Amy and I became decent friends. Everyone else was just kinda their. I began to help Amy with hanging the laundry.

"I had another dream."

"About what?"

"Of where I was when the world went to shit." she sighs

"If only it was all a dream. I try to tell myself that. But every morning I wake up and see where we are, makes room for little to no hope." I knew she was right but didn't want it to bother me. I look around the camp.

"Have you seen Daryl?"

"Um I think I heard him saying something to Merle about he was going hunting?" I nod. Not long after, we finish hanging the damp clothes.

"I'll see you around." I get up to leave when she stops me.

"Wait theirs a group about to head into the city. My sister is going. Glenn, T-Dog, Morales, and Merle." I look at her with a bit of sigh of relief. I didn't want him near me without Daryl.

"Aren't you going with them?"

"Huh, hum. I feel a little noshes I think its best to sit this one out. I don't wanna slow the team down." i lied.

"But Andrea will be the only girl their out of four guys. I'm sure she feel better if she had your backup. So would I. Please Gwen."

"Amy believe me I would love to go and help them. But I cant go if I'm not at my best." I saw the disappointment in her

"I guess your right."

I walk a few distance away from the camp to take a pee, bringing my machete with me in case any walker sneaks up on me. I hear a crack nearby. Knowing it can be a walker, I ready my machete and slowly and quietly begin to make my way up to the camp. Their was the dead silence once again. Like the calming before the storm. I turn around and bump into Merle.

"Merle! What are you doing hear, sneaking up on me like that?" I saw an unpleasant smile on him. He slowly began backing me into a tree.

"You know little Gwen, you've been catching my eye lately. The only reason I haven't been able to do anything Is `cause Daryl has been constantly protecting your sweet ass." he looks around "and now that he's not hear. Well, I can do just about anything to ya."

"Um, Merle don't you have to leave with the group?" he smirks. I didn't like it. I didn't like were any of this was going.

"I have time to spare." he backs me right up into a tree and aggressively grabs my arms, forcing me to drop the machete. He begins to roughly kiss me and makes his way down to my neck.

"Merle stop!" I try to fight him off but he was just to powerful for me. The more I fought him the more he forced himself on me. He aggressively pulls my clothes off and throws me to the ground. I was beyond scared, this was far worse than fighting or killing a walker. It wasn't long before he forced himself in me. I struggled as much as I could to get free but it was no use. I wanted to scream for help but, Nearby walkers could hear and enter the camp. And two, he had his hand over me and would just kick my ass even harder.

After three minutes of sheer terror and hurt. He whispered into my ear.

"If you mention any of this to Daryl. I will kill ya. Don't think I wont." He left me on the ground with a broken spirit and left on his way with the team off to Atlanta. As if nothing happened. I laid on the ground for a while trying to bring myself together after what had just happened. I suck it up and get my clothes on. In a way, I guess what Merle did to me, made me stronger on the inside. As if I wasn't a tough bitch already, this rape just might have been what i needed to get rid of any fear i had left in me.

I get back to the camp and notice a lot of anticipation among the group. I see Amy by the radio trying to contact who ever is on the other line. I didn't hear much of what was going on, just a bunch of mumble. Before I knew it I see Lori walk away pissed off and Shane following behind. I didn't want anyone to notice me all shook up. So I try to play it normal. I walk up to Amy to see what was going on.

"What's going on?"

"We just heard someone trying to get through."

"Did you get anything?"

"No. We lost the signal."

"Well at least we know there are others out their. Its not just us."

"The best we could do is hope they don't go into the city." Their really wasn't much else to say except hope our team comes back safe. That is everyone except Merle.

"Hay listen I need to go find some mushroom for breakfast. Wanna come with me?"

"Um..."

"You should go with her." I look up at the RV and see Dale looking at me

"She could surely use your protection."

"Sure." She smiles and gets a red bucket.

"Lets go." We walked past the Dixon truck and picked up the machete once again. Following Amy out into the woods.

"Don't go to far girls. Stay with in shouting distance." I hear Dale yell out. All I did was put my arm up to let him know we heard him.

"Dale can get under my skin sometimes I swear." she tells me. "He's like an over protective dad, uncle. What ever you want to call him" she add. I slightly laugh.

"I seriously have little patients for him. I wonder how you and Andrea put up with him." As she was explaining how and why. My mind began to wonder. In a weird way. Amy has become one of my only friends hear. Sure she's younger than be by quite a few years. But me and her seem to mingle pretty damn well. Their where others among the group closer to my age. But non seem to wanna speak with me.

"Hay Amy, I have a question."

"Shoot."

"Has anyone around the camp said anything about me?" she looks at me funny

"Like what?"

"Well I don't know. They don't seem like they wanna talk to me. Every time I try, they just make the conversation short and leave, like if they're avoiding me. I don't get why."

"Oh, well from what I've heard. Their intimidated by you." I chuckle at her answer.

"Intimidated? Why?"

"Well come on. They know your with Daryl, and lets face it he's not exactly Prince Charming or the nicest guy on camp. And your our only fighting girl we got."

"He's nicer than Merle that's for damn sure." I counter

"Theirs another reason why they avoid you." She added, I was confused.

"Why `Cause of Merle?"

"Well that and `cause your a hot head like the Dixon's."

"I'll admit that my Daryl is not exactly a night in shining armor. But he is to me. If it wasn't for him when the walkers hit our house. I'd be dead right now. Come one I aint that bad am I"? she looks at me ans shakes her head.

"No. Not to me anyway. But to Lorie and the others. I can see a slight fear in them. I over heard Lorie talking to Shane a couple days ago that she doesn't feel safe if you where to cover her." I was a bit amazed to what Amy just said.

"If she don't trust me than that's her damn problem." Amy and I continue to look for the mushrooms as we talked more about other stuff. Little things that we took advantage of when the world was still in one piece.