I love The Walking Dead, and I felt like it would be fun to write the story from Glenn's point of view especially since I can make it mostly my own. So I hope you guys enjoy and please review when you're done :) -SR7

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD

A world that turned to darkness and despair has enveloped everything and the very thought of human civilization is merely a light at the end of the tunnel because this world was not always run by the dead. It once was living and the survivors had hope for their futures. But because of this new world the weak have become the hero's of this earth.

"Sir I'm positive it's ten dollars."

"Kid, you forgot the olives. It is clearly stated in your policy that if you people mess up our order I get a discount."

"I have the order right here, and you didn't order the olives on your pizza-"

"You calling me a liar? What's your name kid?"

"Glenn."

"Glenn, I'm going to make this really easy for you. Here's five bucks, hand me my pizza, and get off my property."

The man handed a crumpled five dollar bill to Glenn and then slammed the door immediately after taking the pizza out of his hands. Glenn stood staring at the closed door and took a deep breath. "Every time," he mumbled.

It was just going on 6:00 that night and already Glenn had been taken advantage of three times that day. He fixed his red pizza baseball cap and hopped on his bike. He rode all the way back to Atlanta City Pizzeria and entered the little shop. Glenn's co-worker Shelby was alone manning the cash register and waiting for the last couple to finish their food.

Shelby looked up and noticed the young Korean hovering by the door. "Hey Glenn!" she chirped.

Glenn smiled and waved his shaking hand. He could barely talk to her let alone look at her. She was his old high school crush and she still instilled a beating drum in his heart. Glenn stalked over to his mop and began to wet the floor hoping Shelby would maybe look at him or say something other than "hey Glenn."

Instead he heard the old television in the corner being turned up. He turned around to watch the hectic looking reporter on the screen.

"… And the C.D.C. has reported that the virus has gotten out and is spreading throughout the state. The best possible chance to avoid the virus is to head to Atlanta City…"

"Wh-what's going on?" Glenn stammered.

"A virus broke out. They're saying its bringing people up from the dead. If you ask me I say the world is turning to hell," the dark man sitting in the booth with his wife said.

"The dead coming back to life?" Shelby asked confused. "That's not possible."

"Well who knows what is possible anymore, there's a fine line between real and fantasy now a days," The man's wife said shivering in her seat.

"I'm T-Dog by the way. And this is my wife Hannah," T-Dog said putting his big calloused hand towards Glenn.

"I'm Glenn Rhee," Glenn said, "and that's Shelby," he said pointing towards her behind the counter.

T-Dog smiled, "Good to meet you both. Listen, we would love to stay and chat but we're taking the reporters warning seriously and we're headed towards the underground society they're setting up for people without the virus. I'd hate to take any chances out there."

The couple got up said goodbye and left the pizzeria checking their surroundings as they went out the door.

"Those warnings they uh sound serious. Glenn, would you mind taking me home? I don't feel safe walking home by myself," Shelby pouted staring at Glenn with her big brown eyes.

Glenn looked up at her and started to sweat. He didn't know what to do; he never was alone with Shelby before. "I-I-uh would love to but I don't think you would fit on the back of my bike." Glenn chuckled awkwardly then looked down at his feet.

Shelby smiled, "that's okay Glenn I just want you to keep me company. I don't have to ride on the back of your bike."

"Alright, well we better get going," Glenn said shuffling backwards when his feet slipped out from under him. His backside was sprawled on the ground soaking wet. He lifted his head and he could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks.

"Holy crap dude are you okay?" Shelby asked giggling.

"Uh-yeah-yeah I'm cool sorry; somebody should really put a 'Caution Wet Floor' sign in here."

Shelby laughed again and took Glenn's arm. "Come on it's getting late."

Glenn walked Shelby down the deserted street. He didn't know if he should hold her hand or put his arm around her or maybe just talk. He had always been a nervous pushover kind of guy. If only he could somehow get courage, bravery, something that wouldn't make him such a wuss. If only there was a way.

The street lamps began to flicker suddenly, and a couple began to spark out. A helicopter flew over their heads and an explosion went off out in the distance in the middle of the city.

"Glenn what the hell? What's going on?" Shelby whimpered clinging onto his arm.

"I don't know." Glenn whipped his head in all directions and could see more military copters going towards the city.

Screams went off in every direction and people with dead eyes and staggering walks emerged from houses and buildings.

Shelby screamed and Glenn, without thinking, took her hand and ran down the street towards the nearest department store. An old man was ushering screaming people into his store frantically. More undead beings came from the other direction towards the store. The old man led one last woman into the store and then closed the door. Glenn and Shelby ran into the glass and started banging as fast as they could.

"Hey let us in!" Glenn demanded feeling a sudden urge to break through the window. He could see the old man in the store looking back at him wild eyed and then running to the back of the store with the rest of the screaming people.

"Damn it!" Shelby screamed.

Glenn grunted and then took her hand again. The streets were becoming more crowded and they witnessed their first cannibalistic bite. It was the most revolting thing Glenn had ever encountered. He didn't know where to go, the streets were becoming over run and it was hard to tell who were dead and who were living.

Suddenly a voice from a nearby house called Glenn's name. Glenn whipped himself around and laid his eyes on T-Dog. "Come on kid get in! Hurry up!" he yelled over the constant moans, screams, and explosions.

A slight weight was lifted from Glenn's heart as he saw a familiar face. He began to drag Shelby towards T-Dog when he saw the panic look on T-Dog's face and the ear piercing scream behind him. He turned around when he saw a bloody ashen faced man biting Shelby's arm and ripping the flesh from her body. She continued to scream and her body became limp.

"No!" Glenn yelled. His vision was becoming blurry and he felt as though he couldn't let go of her hand. He wouldn't, she was going to be okay. But all those feelings became fleeting when T-Dog grabbed his shoulders and yanked his hand away from the beautiful bleeding angel he knew. Glenn kept screaming and fighting against T-Dog to go back to Shelby but two more undead beings found her and decided they were hungry.

Before he knew it, Glenn passed out with T-Dog carrying him inside on his shoulder while dead bolting the door behind him.