Disclaimer: I don't own The Walking Dead or any of its characters. I only own Jenny.

~ Chapter 1: Doomsday ~

~ C.H.S. Local High School ~

"We advise that everyone stays indoors until we are able to identify the cause of this new virus. The CDC has told us to avoid anyone who has the following symptoms: A fever, chills, hallucinations, and vomiting. I repeat, stay indoors!"

Jenny was just turning twenty when the outbreak started. She had seen and paid attention to all the news reports and announcements. The young brunette just snorted. A few isolated incidents around the country didn't really concern her any, especially after the past few years when the swine flu, the plague, and any other illnesses throughout History proved to be nothing more than a bad case of indisposed animals.

Back then, the thought of fighting off rabid human beings trying to take a bite out of her flesh never even crossed her mind at that point. She found this idea to be both preposterous and illogical; she'd rather believe that this was some kind of joke just to promote a new book, a horror movie, or a new video game.

But, here she was now, being one of the Officers in charge of protecting the local High School just a 115 miles away from Fort Benning, barking orders left and right just to ensure the safety of her Squad Members as well as students and teachers and maintain the walls of the High School up and protected from those carnivore beasts that ruled the outside.

'There's still a lot more that needs to be done…' She thought stressed.

"Lieutenant Starke!"

Her Captain called out, snapping the young brunette out of her thoughts. Jenny quickly went towards her Commanding Officer and made a salute to address her Captain.

"At ease," Captain Gareth said, telling the young soldier to relax. "Status report."

"Yes sir!" The young brunette said in affirmative. "We've currently evacuated all of the civilians from the surrounding area."

"Excellent." The Captain said pleased with a satisfying nod. "How are things outside?"

Jenny just shook her head sadly. "Not so good sir, they keep multiplying…"

"Casualties?" He asked.

"Fifteen." The young girl responded grimly.

Gareth just sighed heavily as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "How are the students and teachers?"

"They're fine. We've set up a room for them at the Barracks." The brunette reassured her Captain.

"Anyone bit?" He said in a warning tone.

"We're currently checking who got infected from the outbreak." Jenny informed. "What should we do with the people who are infected?"

"Have some of our soldiers escort them to the Medical Wing and hopefully Eugene can figure something out." The Captain stated. "Hopefully he can find a cure for this horrible nightmare… How are we doing on supplies?"

"We have enough supplies to last us a while but we're running out of ammo…" The brunette informed.

"Well then now, I'm going to check in with Eugene and Abraham. Go on a run and find some ammo, Dixon." Gareth said suddenly, causing the young girl to glare at him with hate.

"Is there a problem?" He asked, giving the brunette a glare of his own.

"Don't call me that!" Jenny snapped at him, her body tense and hands balled into angry fists.

"What are you gonna do? Punch me." Her Commander said sarcastically with a shrug, acting like he didn't care. "We all know what happened to the last Dixon who dared to punch me in the face. Got himself an dishonorable discharge, court martialed, and got sent to sixteen months in prison. Dumbass, that's what he was. "

'How could I forget?' The brunette thought wistfully. The oldest Dixon was such a firecracker… All three siblings were, although, both Daryl and Jenny have more of a level head than Merle.

"At any rate, you're just white trash. One of these days, you'll crack from the pressure and represent what every Dixon does… Eat, drink, sleep, hunt, lie, cheat, steal, and vandalize… Like the white trash you are." Gareth went on insulting her family as he got closer to the brunette, putting his hand under her chin while looking at her sky blue eyes. "Such a shame… A pretty girl like you related to those barbarians. Your kind is a disgrace to this military… You can change your last name and convince yourself that your last name is Starke as many times as you want but that doesn't change the fact that you're still a Dixon. Now, be a good girl and do what I say."

That did it.

"…Screw…YOU!" Jenny snapped out in anger.

The young Dixon swung her right arm at him. BAM! Hitting her Commander square in the face, right at his jaw. The brunette's punch was solid, like a rock, so much so that the man in front of her fell like a stone to the ground, unconscious.

Jenny then took a deep breath and relaxed, she then smirked, the signature Dixon smirk. "Man that felt good. And I quit."

After that, the young Dixon went to her room in the Barracks to pack her things. She wasn't gonna stay here another minute and be discriminated against her own soldiers, not in this epidemic, and certainly not when her own Commander just insulted her family. Before she leaves though… Jenny needs to say goodbye to a friend.

~ High School Courtyard ~

Outside in the courtyard were a bunch of soldiers protecting the perimeter, making sure that the walkers stay behind those fences and not get through. One soldier in particular though, the one who Jenny is trying to find, happens to be a young Hispanic soldier named Rosita, a young raven about Jenny's age who was five-foot-six in height and wore her hair up in two pig-tails.

Both Jenny and Rosita had been through a lot together, especially during their Basic Training days. Currently, Rosita was on watch duty with two German Shepherd hounds by her side, named Maxwell and Lily, both of which are Jenny's hounds.

"Rosita!"

Upon hearing her name, the young Hispanic turned to see the young Dixon run up to her with two bags, one with personal belongings and the other one with weapons. The young Lieutenant looked to be worn out by running and she was smiling her signature Dixon smirk, meaning that something good or bad just went down.

"What did you do this time Starke or should I say Dixon?" Rosita said casually to her friend with an amused smile on her face.

"Play nice Espinosa." The brunette warned her. "I'm not in the mood right now…"

"Uh-oh… What did 'Captain Jerk Face' do this time?" Her raven haired friend said concerned.

This wasn't the first time that Jenny snapped angrily at Rosita, in fact, she was used to it. Ever since day one of their Basic Training days the young Dixon has been looked and treated upon like white trash by her fellow soldiers just because she was related to Merle Dixon. That's why Jenny changed her last name to Starke but regardless of what she does, she'll still be a Dixon… From birth to death, a white trash to society, an outsider, an outcast... She can't change who she is, no matter how much she wants to.

Ever since Jenny joined the military and Merle had a dishonorable discharge and sent to prison, for five years the brunette had a really tough time moving up the ranks and nobody wanted to be associated with her just because she was a Dixon and people expect that she'll turn up to be like her brothers. But that never was the case for Rosita, she accepted the young Dixon with open arms and the two girls had been like sisters since then.

"Insulting me and my family, just like he always fucking does. I've had it!" Jenny snapped angrily, as she walked passed Rosita and started adjusting her hound's collars with a leash. "And I'm leaving. I'm tired for working for a Battalion who doesn't even care about one of their own."

The young Hispanic soldier held onto the young Dixon's sleeve, looking at her friend's blue eyes with fear and concern for her friend. "Wait, you're leaving? Now? Jen…please, people need you, we need you. Besides, there's a bunch of those things out there!"

"I'd rather take my chances out there than here since the whole world went to shit." The brunette responded as she took off her ACU jacket and threw it on the ground. "Besides, I have family out there…"

"But didn't you say you hated them, that you were done with them?" Her raven haired friend asked carefully, since talking about the young Dixon's family was a touchy subject for her friend.

"Yeah, I hate them." Jenny admitted. "But they're still family, regardless of the hell they put me through… I'm still a Dixon no matter what."

The Hispanic soldier just looked at her friend with understanding eyes. "So, I can't change your mind? Can I?"

"Nope." Jenny responded as she got her gear together and re-adjusted both Maxwell and Lily's leash again. "I just wanted to say goodbye to you before I left. Watch yourself Espinosa, hopefully we'll see each other again my friend."

With that both friends exchanged hugs and goodbyes with one another. Jenny left the Rescue Base without another word, with weapons and supplies and all.

~ Forest ~

In this vast green forest just a few miles away from the local High School, Jenny and her hounds are hunting for food as well as looking for shelter for the night while avoiding as many walkers as they possibly can. Since most of the walkers become active at night where you could barely tell what's happening around your surroundings.

"One way or another, you're coming home. If no one is waiting for you, it makes it easier to die for what you believe in." Jenny spoke to herself as she was walking down a forest path, with her hounds leading the way.

A/N: Okay guys, I hope you all enjoyed my first chapter! Please review and leave some comments, I want to know what you guys think! :D