The French Girl
Note: I've NEVER written a Walking Dead story but I'm thinking, what the heck? I feel like I can do it. So here it is; the chance to see if I'm any good at it. And just so you know, this is a Daryl/OC story! If it isn't your thing, don't read. So hopefully this is good! Thank you for taking the chance to read this! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Walking Dead but I do own my character. SO DON'T TAKE HER!
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Would you ever believe someone if they told you, 20 days from now, you'll be fighting for your life against monsters you only see in movies? Would you believe the person if they told you that it would be you that would have to put your loved ones down simply because of what they would become? Sadly, Antoinette Molle never would have believed this. How would this monsters— those things come to life? She just believed that nothing could go wrong…
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A young 24 year old blonde rushed from her home, taking a quick glance at the house for what could be the last time. She had soft light grayish blue eyes, pale skin and light blond hair. She paused as her brother— a young blond male who was no older than 26 came out of the house, followed by an elderly woman. "Mama, Pierre, hurry up!" The woman urged the slower pair.
Right then, one of those awful creatures— the woman could only think of one word and it was a thing— went at the slow elderly woman.
"Mama!" the woman cried as the thing bit into the woman's arm. The elderly woman screamed out in pain, and the male quickly went to help.
"N-no!" gasped the old woman, "Annie, Pierre, go!"
Pierre looked over to 'Annie' or Antoinette— who looked like she was going to puke. Pierre grabbed onto his sister's hand pulling her along, when he noticed one of their friends from across the street. The man's name was Dale, and Dale looked to them with shock before nodded. Pierre pulled Antoinette towards Dale so they could get some help. Their mother then was moved in by some other creatures, screamed again but the siblings blocked it out. There was nothing they could do.
Dale helped the siblings into his SUV, and Annie was shaken up. She sat there, in the chair her brother had set her in as Dale took off— the monsters were coming. "Annie?" Dale asked, looking up into the mirror. When the woman didn't answer, Dale looked to Pierre for answers. "Is she alright?"
Pierre looked to his sister and sighed. "I don't know, Dale….I really don't know."
At least, Pierre reminded himself, they had all the food they could, clothes and anything else they could have grabbed onto and now they were safe in the SUV. Annie held onto her brother's arm but she was blank. Mama… Was the only thing going through the woman's mind.
Dale fell quiet, as they made their way out of the city area.
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They met up with a group of people, people looking for protective and food. Dale offered somewhere to sleep, for a woman and her son. A pair of women had also joined the mini group Dale was bringing together. Amy and Andrea.
Annie and Pierre stayed close together. "Annie, you okay?" Pierre asked her quietly.
She shook her head. "N-no Pierre, I'm not! Mum's dead…"
Pierre nodded. "I know," He paused as they stayed close together. It would seem like they had some people to look after. "Do you still have your knives?"
Antoinette nodded her head as she took in a soft breath. "Of course I do, Pierre. I've never gone anywhere without them, not since Dad gave them to me." She reminded her older brother. She pulled the knife out of her pocket, showing off the deadly weapon. "Do you still have your knife?"
Pierre nodded. "Yeah,"
The siblings quieted down, staying close when another man walked over towards them. He looked strict and ready to jump them if they made a wrong move. "Who are you two?"
"I'm Pierre Molle and this is my sister Antoinette." Pierre induced them thankfully, as Antoinette wasn't very good at it. "And you?"
"Shane," the man replied gruffly. A woman and boy— who Dale had said could rest in the SUV joined him. "This is Lori and Carl."
Lori nodded to them, and Pierre blinked. Carl looked at Antoinette with curious eyes and she just pushed it aside. Shane induced them to the child and mother, before he asked how good they were at shooting guns. Pierre admitted to sucking but Antoinette explained she was hell when she wanted to be with her ax or knives. The siblings met the rest of the group; Carol, Glenn, Jim, Sophia, Jacqui, Ed, T-Dog, and a few others the siblings didn't bother to remember. The group quickly begin to leave when they hear the moans and groans of the dead coming to fest. There were already screams.
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Glenn was heading out to go for a run, get some stuff from a nearby store. He said he could handle it by himself, but Antoinette wasn't up for listening to that. She felt useless there at the makeshift camp they had created. Most of the women fell back into places like doing the laundry, cooking when there was food, cleaning and taking care of the few children. Antoinette wasn't like that and she felt like she could do more. "Come on Glenn, please? I won't cause too much trouble! Besides, what can hurt?"
He sighed. "Annie, I'd love to bring you but I work best alone." He said.
She huffed. "Fine, I'll just go hunting!"
Nobody understood why she wouldn't be like most of the other women. She had noticed almost right away Ed was watching her so Antoinette made her way towards her tent she had claimed with her brother. Carol happened to be walking beside there. "Hey Annie, how are you today?" She asked cheerfully.
Annie sighed before huffing, crossing her arms. "Those cretins aren't allowing me to go out for the run to help Glenn! They think just because I'm a woman I should stay here, help out with the chores and not be out there! Isn't that wrong? We women gotta know how to protect ourselves too! Those cretins!"
Carol stared at the blond for a moment. "Antoinette, they only mean well. Why don't you help me with the laundry?" Carol asked, looking hopeful.
Annie never could connect with the other people, and had stayed close to Pierre most of the time. She sighed before shaking her head. "I'd love to Carol, but I'm gonna go for a quick hunt. Hopefully we'll have something good to eat, oui?"
"Alright, just be safe now, you hear?" Carol said smiling.
"I will!" Annie said before going to grab her hunting stuff. As she existed her tent, she ran into Pierre. "Oh Pierre, hey!" she gasped a little. "I thought you were getting ready to go onto the run or something."
Pierre raised an eyebrow. "Shane says I should stay here with Ed to make sure the kids and women are alright. Pourquoi?" he asked, looking at his sister with question.
Antoinette shrugged. "Oh no reason," She paused. "I'm going out for a quick hunt myself."
Her brother sighed heavily, "Really Annie, really?"
"Que?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips.
"Voici marcheurs!" snapped Pierre. The siblings got into a fight, speaking French as they fought. Nobody understood what they were saying picking up easy words. They were fighting about why Annie had to do "men's work". She kept bringing up that before all this happened; women were just as good as men. What had changed? Women could fight! Women were strong!
Finally, Annie pulled back as if her brother had slapped her. Her eyes were wide before shaking her head. "I just want to help the group Pierre! I thought you would understand!" She turned, holding her stuff and rushed off to get away from her brother. Pierre stared after his sister.
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Antoinette went hunting away, and she tried not to think about her brother or how sexist everyone was becoming. She felt like she was back in the 40's all over again and it wasn't fair. She finally caught sight of a deer— her breath caught as she got ready to kill it when….
The deer was dead.
Annie blinked, confused as she walked forward, looking around when she heard two voices.
"Look little brother, ya actually shot the thing!"
"Shut up Merle, I jus' did what I had ta do."
There was laughter, "My baby brother, shootin' deer. How could I get any prouder?"
She caught sight of the two voices— two men she got it but it seemed they were rednecks. Merle she guessed was the older man and the younger one she was still unsure of. Annie took in a deep breath as they made their way towards the deer.
It was her deer! She had been hunting it for awhile. However, luck was not on her side. "Merle, ya hear that? Sounds like breathin'." The younger brother told Merle.
Merle rolled his eyes. "Come now baby bro, there aren' nobody around. Let's jus' get the deer and go." He urged his brother on.
Annie took this as her chance. She jumped out of the bushes. "That's my deer, boys! So back down cretins!" she ordered.
"Now look-y here, a French bitch. Ooh we're gettin' lucky now Daryl." Merle told his brother— Daryl. Daryl stared at Annie as she glared back, holding her ax which she had taken from Jim— who didn't even seem to mind. A weapon was a weapon, he explained to her. "Do ya really think ya can take us?"
Annie nodded. "Oui, I need that deer!"
"Ooh she speaks French too! Do ya know how ta say 'I'll suck ya cock'?" Merle asked her.
Her eyes harden. "Just give moi le Cerf!" She ordered. The two men looked confused as she huffed. "Give me that deer!"
Merle rolled his eyes as he shook his head. "Sorry French bitch, but we can'. It's ours."
"I have a group that I need to feed!" Annie reasoned but the two rednecks didn't look convinced. She blinked as she tried to think of what to say, to get them to give her the deer. "Why don't we share? Please? I can't go back to camp without it!"
"They leavin' huntin' to ya, a woman?" Merle asked, staring at her.
Annie huffed. "I have a wonderful aim, thank you very much! And they didn't just leave it to me, I'm proving that women can do stuff too! Is that so wrong?" She asked the redneck, placing her hands on her hips. "Please I need the deer—"
"Merle, let's just let her have it. We can find another one." The younger brother reasoned with Merle.
Daryl, Annie remembered his name to be. She felt her hands tighten on her knife. Merle looked over to Daryl and narrowed his eyes. "And why would we give her our deer?"
"Because she needs it, come on Merle, it won' be so bad—"
"No," Merle said turning to Annie who stiffened. "Ya say your camp needs this here deer?" Once she needed, he kept going. "We need this deer too. So what are you goin' ta give us for it?"
Merle looked hungrily at her body. Annie didn't cower away like most girls would have; she just felt her eyes harden. "I'm asking out of the goodness of your hearts, please. I need that deer." Annie said in her cold hard voice.
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Pierre was getting worried about Annie, she hadn't gotten back yet and it was beginning to get dark. As he was about to go to Shane— and yes Pierre knew the way the man would look at his sister but Shane was the leader. He'd do something.
It seemed like luck was on his side though because then Antoinette showed up with a doe over her shoulder. Pierre rushed over to help her carry it because she looked like she was struggling when two men popped up beside her. One actually helped her well the older one checked Annie out. Annie kept pushing forward though— she had dinner for the group. Once Pierre and Annie's eyes met, she smiled at him. "Pierre!" She called.
"That ya boyfriend, girly?" the older man asked.
Annie shot him a look. "No, that's my brother!"
The man helping her made a rumbling soft sound. Pierre finally made it over and went over to help Annie on the other side. "Where did you go?" He asked.
Annie smiled. "I went out hunting," She paused. "I ran into Daryl and Merle. They killed the deer for me, and now we have two new group mates."
The one helping made a gruff noise. "Now come on baby brother, jealous are we?" the older one asked.
"Shut up Merle." Daryl growled.
Antoinette gave her brother a sheepish look. And right then, Shane showed up. He took one look at the Dixon brothers. "Who are these two?"
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Hey guys! This is my first go at a Walking Dead story (yay for me!). Annie is a nickname for Antoinette if you didn't get that.
Cretins - morons, idiots
Que – what
Voici – there
Marcheurs – walkers
Moi – me
Cerf – deer
Le/La – the
Oui – yes
That is all the French words I believed I used this chapter, so you have a better idea on what the French Siblings are saying. :) umm… yeah, review please? I'll hopefully have the next chapter up soon!