Hey guys here's a new story one my new account GrimesandDixon with my bestmate Maisie. I will be uploading it onto KateNehamee on wattpad because that's going to be where I'm typing it up. So Maisie's main account will be MaisieLily on both and Watt pad but she doesn't write much anymore however she will be helping me write this with me and writing parts herself. In the media and photo area I'll occasionally put cute photos me and Maisie find of Rick and Daryl since we fan girl over the bromace they share. (This will be on watt pad by the way.)

At the Camp...

A deep auburn haired teenager with emerald green eyes sat with Lori and Rick who had a ten year old boy called Carl who was lying on their laps watching the small burning flame flicker in the slight breeze. Her emerald green eyes had a few specks of lapis blue in them and her cheeks had a few dark freckles spotting the pale skin. She wore her hair in a messy bun with a dark red checkered shirt that was long sleeved and was a button up which was tucked into a pair of pale blue shorts with the pocket edges sticking out the bottom with a pair of black doc Martin's. Near her was a slightly worn back pack with a cut looking fox on it.

"So Maisie i hope you don't mind me asking but how do you know Rick and Lori?" Dale asked in a gentle voice. Maisie looked up from her gaze into the fire and stared at Dale for a moment. She sighs however she starts explaining.

"Before the outbreak hit, I used to help Rick and Lori babysit Carl and sometimes with my unidentical twin Kate. We would keep an eye on him when she was there. You see she acted a lot like a redneck spending a lot of time in the woods hunting a stuff, but we were so close we would talk abut everything will each other when she wasn't in the woods or hills."

"What happened to her?" Andrea asked carefully.

"I don't know, she could be alive for all I know, I was in the hospital at this point, with Rick because he had been shot a couple of months before the outbreak and was in a coma, I was hiding out in there, holding out and waiting, praying he would wake up and he did. But my sister,she was in woods when this all started. I have no idea if she is even alive, I wouldn't be surprised if she is because she is the toughest person I

know." Maisie took a deep breath and felt a hand on her shoulder, looking up she saw Rick smiling at her. Showing moral support in her tough time. She smiled back, her eyes growing teary.

"How old are you Mais?" Amy kindly asked, her eyes showing curiousness." Maisie smiled.

"I'm 15 but I have been practising in nursing and medicine for about a year with the hospital. I was there when everything started." A few eyes grew wider in shock. Carl grinned and exclaimed.

"That's Maisie for you! She is awesome." Everyone laughed at the boys innocent gesture, including Maisie who had cheered up a bit after thinking about how her sister could be dead. Maisie continued to smile and she stood up lightly dusting off her legs and shorts, she reached over and gently ruffled Carl's hair all the while saying.

"I know I am and don't you forget it!" Maisie then lightly began to walk off to her tent but Dale called her back.

"Hey Maisie, I hopes its okay but do you have a photograph of you sister, just in case we see her or something." Maisie paused for a moment before reaching inside of her backpack and taking out a small photo that from the back looked well cared for. She looked at it for a moment... studying it almost and then passing it over to Dale.

The others came over and looked at it over his shoulder to see a tallish female with long waist length jet black hair with gold highlights framing a young defined face. She had lapis coloured eyes with emerald flecks in it. Her fe was tanned and she had a couple of spots on it on the forehead. She wore a black leather jacket in the photo with dark jeans and combat boots. She was seen with a arm around Maisie lightly smiling. She carried a bow with a quiver on her shoulder. The bow seemed to have something engraved on it b it was hard to see in the photograph.

" You look so different." Andrea breathed as Dale handed back the photograph to Maisie who took it carefully and slide it into her backpack once again.

"Yeah... what's funny is that she has my emerald coloured eyes as flecks and I have her lapis coloured eyes as flecks in mine. That's the only thing we really share." Maisie smiled at them and looked at Rick and Lori, who were looking at me with concern. She brushed them off with a small smile and said her good nights and started walking off to my tent but the thoughts of her sister dieing painfully with a walker eating her insides were too much and she started gently sobbing and her shoulders were shaking with the force of her crying and sorrow. Carl ran up to her and wrapped his tiny arms around her waist while Rick quickly walked up to her and placed a calming hand on her shoulder.

Maisie wiped her eyes dry and looked first down at Carl who had a worried look in his bright blue eyes and then up to Rick and in turn had a underwing look to his eyes.

"Thanks I needed that."Maisie said with a light smile. Carl simply nodded before giving a tight hug around the middle and running back to his ever watching mom. Rick however said no problem and surprised her with a quick hug and then walking calmly back to stopped and thought and then turned to her.

"Are you alright? I remember Kate being a bright young girl with a nack for hunting. However when if came to maths and science she didn't know a thing however she was a good kid, kind and she loved so much. If anyone can survive in this hellhole. She can." Rick asked Maisie gently. Maisie thought for a moment and thought. 'He's right Kate is a tough bitch so she'll make it.'

"Yeah I'll be fine cause your right about my sister she's as tough as they come." Rick nodded and carried on walking to the camp.

Maisie starred for a moment and then climbed into her tent and drifting into a peaceful slumber.

In the morning

Waking up in the morning was like torture, her back was sore from the hard ground in her sleeping bag and she felt filthy.

"I suppose I'll have to get to used to it." Maisie muttered pissed off. She climbed out of her sleeping bag and as she left her tent, she dragged her fingers through her mattered hair and returning it to a messy bun. Maisie walked up to Rick who was talking with Lori about something she didn't really care about.

"Hey morning Rick, Lori. Where's Carl and Sophia?" Maisie asked. They turned around and smiled gently at her.

"Morning Maisie. I think their over in the clearing over there with Am..."

Before he could finish a high pitched scream which sounded like Amy vibrated though the camp we turned around sharply to see Amy,Carl and Sophia running back into camp in fear.

Lori grabbed Carl while Carol hugged Sophia and Amy ran to Andrea. Maisie grabbed her knife, that was given to her from Kate and ran to the three families.

"Walker in the clearing..." Amy panted in fear. They all look at each other before bounding into the clearing. They see a walker chomping on a dead deer which had a few bolts in it and a few surpisously familiar arrows. They grab their melee weapons and beat the walker to the ground until

T-dog cut off his head with a axe.

"What's it doing up here in the hills?" Shane panted, looking up at the others.

"Must be running out of food and started traveling up into the mountains looking for more." Dale explained looking sadly at the deer. Feeling sorry for how it passed. Suddenly they hear crunching of leaves in the bushes grabbing his knife, Shane lead the group to the side of the trees near the sounds and then a tall man with a bit of beard and light brown hair walks out. Its Daryl. He takes one look at the deer and growls in anger.

"Hey that's my deer! Oh look at it all knotted up by this filthy, disgusting, motherless poxy bastard." He growls kicking the zombies side in anger."

As he let's out his anger the zombies head starts chomping its teeth,snarling.

"Oh god!" Amy says turning from the the horrid sight with her sister and walking back to camp. Daryl however looks at it and roles his eyes.

"Come on people what the hell. Its got to be the brain." He says shooting it in the head with his bow.

"Oh for fuck sake. Really? We've been tracking this deer for miles." A VERY familiar voice says. A black haired woman wearing leather pants walks out holding a bow and has her waist length hair in a fishtail plait.

"Kate?"

There's the first chapter written by me Kate. The next chapter however will be written by Maisie so the style will be different. See u guys later.