Disclaimer, I only own my OC and plot and AMC owns the Walking Dead. Also, please do not post anything to any social networking sites as I see this as plagiarism. First attempted Walking Dead Fic. Please read and review so that I can make this better. Also, I don't own the songs featured, they just play a role in the chapter.
Chapter 1-(Rick's point of view)
A new person reached the camp. I saw that this new girl posed no threat to us. Meanwhile, over my shoulder-I see that Daryl's face lit up when he recognized the girl, and trying to turn on his charm, but this time it wasn't working. I could see that he handed her a pistol and ammunition, as she was unarmed. I had heard over the radio that we were expecting rain and we had to find shelter fast. (An hour later)-I had also learned that our new arrival is a tracker, she would be able to help us avoid the walkers until we get to Fort Benning. Soon, a low growl could be heard and I was very watchful as everyone got down.
(Morgan's point of View)
It had seemed like forever until we heard a gunshot pierce the quiet, I hoped that we could start going again because this heat was getting to me. Despite me being southern, my body couldn't handle much heat. I could feel Daryl's hand on my shoulder; then I was lightheaded. I was dressed in a hoodie, and I could feel it being pulled off my body exposing my white tank that I had on underneath. I could also feel that my backpack was being unzipped. (Four hours later)-I heard Daryl softly talking to Rick about trying to let us rest. To be honest, I could have just collapsed right where I was. But I felt a pair of hands urging me on. I realized that we could all have just given up but didn't, I touched the last piece of jewelry I ever wear since the invasion-it's a cross necklace, and I haven't taken it off since the invasion. I heard Daryl taking to himself as he hands me an extra canteen-I graciously accepted the item, but don't drink from it yet. He looks disappointed, but knows why I cannot drink yet. You see, if I drink too much I get violently sick-even a small amount triggers this. I decided to wait until nightfall, and hoped that the rains would die down a little. My hopes weren't answered until two hours later, and I was grateful. Rick finally agreed, and we were all able to rest and I hoped that I would be able to regenerate my body. But before I close my eyes to sleep, I take a small swig of the water in the canteen that Daryl gave me. Tonight, he had decided to bunk up alone which didn't bother me at all. It's not like I could sleep anyway, I haven't slept since the invasion a year ago. You could definitely see the stress on my face, because we all knew that we had to band together. We also knew in the back of our minds that the outbreak wasn't localized to Atlanta. I also knew that several of my family members could be affected soon, but I knew I couldn't help them now.
(Daryl's point of View)
The next morning, Morgan was oddly silent during the walk to the next hiking trail we were to take. I decided that the best approach in dealing with her is that you have to let her open up to you, then everything falls into place. I heard her groan, but I could tell if it was a painfilled groan. Then, I heard a creek flowing nearby-we all stopped to rest.
(Morgan's point of view)
A few hours later, I was out of pain and we were all able to head into town to get some extra supplies that we all needed. To be honest, I welcomed the distraction because I wanted to busy my mind. While I was in town, I could hear the intro of "Rock and Roll Party In the streets" by Axe. I couldn't help but grin, and worry about people wasting a vital resource like electricity. I could feel hands on my shoulder and then a voice saying, "You're feeling better?" I smiled and said, "Yes, I am." Then, I proceeded to dance like there was no tommorrow. After the song ended, the silence was a harsh reminder of what the outbreak took from us. We stayed in town for a while longer, and Daryl had taught me how to use his crossbow because that was the only weapon I was unfamiliar with. I heard the intro of "Lazy Days, Crazy Nights" by Tesla. The first verse I hear is "Doing fine on borrowed time". I look up and see Daryl's outstretched hand, I take it and he's twirling me around, and I remember how much I missed being able to talk to him. Sometimes I think that I'll wake up, and be rid of this nightmare-but it hasn't happened yet. I turn and am facing Daryl when I say, "Thanks for looking out for me." He smiled and says, "Anything for a friend, now eat". I look down as my stomach rumbles, I hadn't eaten in 8 days. I sigh, and pick up a chicken wing and begin eating. There isn't much conversation between us because I guess that he just wanted to be in his own world, and I respected that. The good thing about summer is that it get darker earlier which means coolness. But, on the other hand-we all knew night was the time to feed for walkers.
(Daryl's point of view, week 4)
It had been four weeks since Morgan had been with our group. She was adjusting quite well, I know that having a familiar face around during crisis was important. But, I heard some radio chatter that Florida was on the verge of an outbreak. I headed to my motorcycle and made sure that I had the medications that were vital. After I was successful in my stock, I heard a scream. (Flashback)-It was prom, and I had invited Morgan to be my date-she accepted. The senior dance song was "Wind of Change" by Scorpions, and everything was picture perfect. A tear escapes my eye, and I run into the direction of the scream. I heard a single gunshot fired.
Morgan's point of View
I had no idea that I had fired that gun, it was all like in slow motion-it didn't feel real. I felt a sense of calm wash through me, and then I decided to walk back to Daryl and warn him and Rick of the danger coming. What I didn't know was were my family safe? That was the lingering question that remained. When I returned to camp, I could feel myself remembering the times I had with my family. A second question lingered-Would the Walkers dare enter the coastline? I had a theory, but I was to ashamed to say anything yet. (The next morning)- I was awakened by a gentle shake, and then I awakened fully from my dream, which was kind of bittersweet because I was remembering what life was like. After I had brushed my hair and teeth-I walked up to Rick. I had a song in my head, that I had heard years ago-it was "Forever Young" by Tyketto. I gave a curt nod to Daryl and headed towards Rick and said, "Do you have a moment"? At the sound of my voice, he stopped and turned back on his heel.