Authors Note: Hey guys! Gekkouai here! So, I made a walking dead game fanfic. I know, my Ib fanfic is left untouched, but I have no motvation for that at the moment, so... Hiatus. I'll be working on this fanfic for now. It's a fanfic starring my OC. I've changed my sights on OC inserts in a story since I read Junjou's No Teen Drama uring a Zombie Apocalypse. Heheuheuehu. I decided I'd give it a shot. I won't say much else about the story here, but this is a narrative that follows my OC. I hope you all enjoy! Critique and stuff would be great to help me improve! I'm not a great writer. UwU
Enjoy!
First Chapter: Not a Movie
Her sleep was interrupted by a low growling. Her eyes fluttered open as she yawned softly. The sight in front of her made her eyes shoot open and crawl away. What the hell is this? She frantically patted the surface around her looking for her glasses. She put them on and looked at the sight with a horrified awe. Her hand made its way to cover her mouth. She was staring at her father. No, it wasn't her father anymore. It couldn't be. His face was pale, and the pupils in his eyes were missing. He wasn't softly calling out her name like he usually would every morning. Is this some kind of sick joke? She begged to the heavens that this is all just a very realistic nightmare. She even pinched herself.
Nope.
This is all real. Aw fuck…Now it's all coming back to her. Last night, she was painting with her father. They ran out of topics to talk about, so he asked her to turn on the television. "Khrystel, can you turn the tv on? Let's see if there's something to motivate us." She nodded with a smile and walked over to the old tv set and switched it on. The news was the channel the tv was left on. Khrystel returned to her chair to continue painting. "Breaking News: Horrifying Plague outbreak!" was what caught both father and daughter's attention. "For anyone still watching the news, stay indoors! Do NOT leave your home! Board up your windows. There is a highly dangerous threat that has passed through the city. The footage that we are about to show you is very graphic and should not be seen by those with a weak heart." Khrystel was more interested in the news ever than before. She watched the screen, witnessing several people getting their skin pulled off their bones by… People? Yes. What she was seeing was people eating one another. Impossible! What would cause the world to come to this? The "person" who was feasting on the other turned to face the camera, revealing their face. Could it even still be considered a one? Half of this woman's face was gone. It looked like it was also ripped off. What is this? "Wow, the prosthetics in that movie is great." She heard her father say from behind her. "Movie? Daddy, this can't be a movie. That's the local news anchor!" she replied with concern. "It's called acting, sweetie. They just hired him. Don't worry. Come on, back to painting." With the reassurance of her father, she returned to her artwork.
This clearly isn't a movie she's been dragged into. How did he become a zombie? She doesn't know. All she knew is that she needs to get out of there. She bit her lip in nervousness. Obviously, killing her father is an unwanted option. She quickly got off the bed and ran behind her zombiefied father, stomped on the back of his knees, and ran. Once she was far enough, she looked back to her dad, who was now unable to stand. "Sorry, Daddy… I love you." She ran as far as she could, the groaning from her undead father becoming faint each step away from the art studio of which she called her home.
Khrystel's been running for days. She's starving and tired. This "plague" outbreak was worst than she thought. Every corner she turned had zombies. Already encountering several zombies she once knew as humans, she knew that it'll be hard for her to find someone to help her. Khrystel made her way to Macon. She knew of a little town where should could possibly go to to scavenge food from. The Everett pharmacy was all that was on her mind. There has got to be goods there waiting for her. Khrystel carefully turned the corner, and saw the pharmacy in her view. "Alright... Now, I just can't get caught…" she whispered to herself. She looked around, planning a route in her head. When her plan was finalized, it was self approved with a determined nod and a smile. She made her way to the pharmacy but the closer she got, the more discouraged she became. The pharmacy was locked up. The barred gate was shut and all the windows were boarded up. Great, now what the hell do I do…? Khrystel sighed deeply and still continued her journey there.
The poor girl accidentally slipped up. One of the undead managed to grab her ankle, making her fall over. She gasped loudly as she fell, and screamed when she saw the monster. "Get the hell off me!" She did her best to try kicking it off, using the heel of her foot to attempt smashing its head in. She clearly wasn't doing any good. She was in panic too much to gather a useful amount of power. Her screams attracted other zombies. Khrystel started to hyperventilate. This is where it all ends for me…
Just as she was about to let one of the undead sink its teeth into her throat, she heard a gunshot and the monster on top of her was on the ground next to her. She looked around until she locked her eyes on a woman with her gun out. "Come here! Hurry!" She called out. Khrystel smashed her foot into the face of the hideous monster causing it to loose its grip on her ankle, letting her run off towards the woman that saved her life.
"Get inside." The brunette lady demanded. Khrystel did not argue and ran in. The barred gate was closed as the woman came in after Khrystel did. All eyes were on Khrystel. She looked up, pushed her glasses up and swallowed down some nervousness. "H-Hi… I'm Khrystel…" An old man glared at her. "You better not be bit." He said sharply. "I'm sure she isn't. I saved her in time," she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked over and saw the woman who saved her. "She's just fine. I'm Carley. Welcome to the group, but don't get too comfortable." Carely glared at another lady across the room. A young Asian boy with a baseball cap came up to her and smiled. "I'm Glenn. Don't worry too much. As long as you're not troublesome, you'll be fine with us." Another boy came up, looking a little older than Glenn. He was blonde, Caucasian. "My name's Doug. And yeah, ditto with what Glenn said." Doug also welcomed her with a warm smile. "I'm Lilly. My Dad's Larry. " Khrystel turned around to look at the Father-Daughter combination. Khrystel smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you all. I promise not to be a sack of potatoes around here." She let out an optimistic smile, unable to be everything but a downer.
It's been an hour or two since Khrystel joined the group. Not much has been said since she came, but she didn't seem to be causing any trouble or conjuring up arguments about her being a part of this team. Everyone was quiet when they heard a faint voice leak through the walls of the pharmacy. "Did you hear that?" Carley asked. Everyone nodded and Khrystel went over to window with a small opening to peek through. She watched as a small group was looking for help. "I think we should help them…!" Khrystel suggested. "Help them? Who are the, the freakin' SWAT team? We can't help them if we can barely help ourselves." Lilly protested. "If we had more people, maybe then we wouldn't be struggling so much! We would have more people to help each other out!" Khrystel snapped back as she pushed her glasses up. Glenn and Carely had already made their way outside. Khrystel went back to the window to watch Carley shoot off a zombie from a child, just as she did for her, and they all were coming in. "Goddammit, We don't need anymore people!" screamed Lilly as they entered. "We have children," Khrystel looked over to a tall black man who had his hands up in defense. "We're not bad people!" Khrystel spotted a small girl behind him and her face lit up, wanting to just run over to her and meet her. "Aw, hell, one of them is bit!" Larry exclaimed. Khrystel looked over at another child who was being cradled by his mother as she was cleaning him off. "He's not bit! I'm looking for bites and there isn't any!" The lady sounded as if she was about to cry. "He wasn't bit," Khrystel spoke sternly, "He got pinned, but Carely shot it off him in time. He's not bit."
Larry growled. "Watch. When she's cleaning him up, she'll find the bite! Then the first thing he'll do is sink his teeth into his mothers face." Khrystel crossed her arms and walked over to the lady and her son, ignoring everything else going on. She approached them with a soft voice. "I'm Khrystel. I'm sorry that he won't live it down. If he tries to do something to him, I won't let it happen." The lady smiled back nervously. "Thank you. It means a lot. I'm Katjaa. We call my son Duck." That's all Katjaa was able to say under the stress. Khrystel noticed from the corner of her eye that the little girl she had her sights on was gone from the man's side. She frantically looked around until she saw her heading to the washroom. Oh, alright. I thought she ran off. Khrystel went back to listening to the group's quarrel until she heard Clementine scream.
How much can Khrystel take? It's been a while since she's had time to just sit and relax. Lee, the tall black man was on a hunt, looking for Larry's pills. He had heart attack or something. She was sitting next to Clementine, getting to know her. "Are you in high school?" Clementine asked, curious of her new friend's age. "Technically… Yeah. I'm home-schooled. Well, was. My Mom used to teach me all the time. She used to be a high school teacher." Khrystel replied as she reminisced the days when she as still with her mother. Lilly had been listening to their conversation and decided to join. "Where's your parents now?" she asked in a rather surprisingly calm matter, considering her situation right now. "Well... I lost my mother a year ago, which lead me to take online courses. As for my parents…Well… He's.. Not one of us anymore…" Khrystel's voiced cracked at the mention of her turned father. Lilly blinked and looked down to the ground. "Sorry to bring it up. I know it's hard. I've seen so many people turn…" She trailed off, knowing having long conversations aren't the best idea right now. Clementine patted Khrystel's shoulder.
Lee was progressing greatly with his task. Khrystel watched as he zoomed back and fourth through the pharmacy. When Clementine volunteered to help Lee out in the office, Khrystel offered too and the three of them emerged into the office. "Khrystel, was it? Thanks for helping out. I know things are crazy right now." Lee beamed. "No problem, Lee. I'm willing to help. Y'know, have some kind of purpose in this damn world..." she replied with a sigh. "Lee glanced at her and thought to himself for a moment. "Khrystel, how old are you?"
"16."
"Did you live around here?"
"Not in Macon, no."
"Hmm… How long you've been alone?"
"The minute this all started." Khrystel's eyes shifted from Clem to Lee as she was questioned. Lee then nodded. "You seem pretty tough. I wouldn't want to loose you from our group." Khrystel smiled, enjoying compliments. "Thanks. I wouldn't wanna leave in the first place. "
At that moment, Carley had come in. She saw Lee pick up something from the ground. He saw her there and quickly turned around. Khrystel wanted to leave since Carley wanted to talk to Lee, but she was in front of the door. Khrystel tried to do the right thing and not pay attention to their conversation. Something caught her attention though. Lee had killed someone. Khrystel gasped to herself hearing this. It didn't seem to affect Clementine though. Either she didn't understand, she doesn't care, or she already knows. Khrystel swallowed down an uneasy feeling.
Khrystel and Clementine were giggling to themselves, talking about their days before the outbreak. Khrystel learned that Clementine had her sights of having art being in her future, just as she did. She also learned Clementine had a pretty easygoing life compared to hers. Well, it should be expected. Clementine wasn't even ten years old yet. As they were talking, Lee walked in through the pharmacy straight for the office. He looks pretty determined. He probably found the key to the room where all the pills are kept. Khrystel watched him. She watched him open the door to the back room, and saw the expression that was on his face when a loud alarm went off. That's not a very good sign. Lee came back into the room with Lilly. He gave directions to everyone, giving nothing but instructions to run for Clementine and Khrystel. As they were doing so, Khrystel heard a scream. She turned around and saw Carley in trouble. "Oh no-!" she screamed out as she ran back to the woman who saved her life in the beginning. She then looked over at Lee who was helping Doug who seemed to be in the same situation. Khrystel's body froze, and just looked at Lee. Shit oh shit oh shit…. I gotta help Carley! Come one! Move! Khrystel did her best to free Carley like Lee was doing his best to Doug.
Author's Note: There you go folks! First chapter! Let me know what you think! I'll have a cover soon, I'm working on one! Herererheurheurheurh. I should be able to update next week if I got a good solid chapter done. if you want quick updates on my progress, follow me on Twitter gekkouai or check out my (very Walking Dea atm) tumblr! . See you until then!