Hi everyone! Feeling motivated by the recent season finale of Walking Dead, I decided this would be my first fanfic to start now that I'm back in the game. I hope that I won't let you down! Brief word of warning that this may contain spoilers from the most recent season finale!
This character is one that I've been brainstorming and thinking up for a while. She's a creation I've put some effort into, so I'm hoping that you'll grow to enjoy her as much as I have. She'll be a work in progress along the way, as I continue to develop how I want to take this story. The love triangle between this OC, Negan, and Daryl will develop along the way, and may be a bit more slow-burn. Bear with me! I also definitely cannot write Daryl in his dialect, so please just read it in Norman Reedus' voice.
This piece will be picking up a year after the war with The Saviors ends. I'm trying to incorporate a few pieces from the comics and tv show in here, but may not be entirely consistent with how things happen on either medium. I will NOT be incorporating a Maggie storyline that was hinted in the recent finale.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or the characters/developed storylines I will be incorporating into this pieces. I own my OC, and the original storylines that I build off of this already-developed world.
Rated T for language, violence, and some sexual situations. Reader discretion is advised.
The sun rose on a dewy morning in Alexandria. After the war with The Saviors had concluded, the survivors had worked tirelessly to build back the world they had longed for. With the Sanctuary, Kingdom, Hilltop and Alexandria all back to a functioning state, it was as if a sense of normalcy had been established among the chaos of the apocalypse.
At Alexandria, a van was being loaded for the day's run. Michonne gathered the necessary guns and ammunition that would be necessary to have as she, Rick and Daryl went on a scavenging run. They had scouted out a strip mall that was about an hour east of Alexandria when they had been on a previous run. The location looked not to have been too overrun, which could mean added supplies for the communities. The mall contained a convenient store, clothing store, secondhand store, and a couple of mom-and-pop type restaurants. If anything, they hoped to find some scrap items they could recycle into something new for the living.
Rick walked over to the van Michonne was packing. "Are we all set? Anything we're forgetting about?"
She looked at Rick, a small smile creeping onto her face. "We're set, enough ammo and water to last us for an overnight if we end up having to stop on the way home. Shouldn't have any issues."
Rick nodded. "Alright. Where's Daryl?"
Daryl walked his way over to where the van was parked as Rick mentioned his name. "Right here, man. Ready to go when you are."
As they opened the doors to the van, Rosita joined the group to be filled in on their plan for the day. Rick climbed into the driver's seat, and rolled the window down.
"We're heading the stores we found the last time we went on a long run. About an hour out. Depending on how bad the place is, we could be out of there in a couple hours, or it could turn into a day event. If we're not back in two days, send for help."
Rosita gave him a quick nod, and motioned to the members of the group stationed at the gate to open it for the departing group. Rick started the engine of the van, and started the journey to their destination.
Rick pulled into the parking lot of the strip mall that they had scouted out. A few stray walkers stumbled around the complex, taking note of the new visitors. Daryl quickly opened the door next to his seat, and armed his crossbow with an arrow to take down one of the undead. Michonne found herself a walker to slash as well. They kept their eyes open, taking down the remainder of the walkers that lurked outside. The three made eye contact with each other after a few moments of silence to clarify that they were alone.
"Let's hit the convenient store first" Rick decided. "Probably the most useful stuff's in there."
The three headed into the store, which had been significantly overrun. Most of the shelves were close to vacant, with a few items scattered about. They piled their backpacks with anything that still occupied space. Anything could possibly be used for the communities, they would just have to get creative.
As they rounded the store for the third time, Michonne headed toward the back of the store, checking the stockroom for any forgotten items. A stray walker made eye contact with her as she opened the door. She quickly slashed the lurker, decapitating it. Rick made his way back to join her, the two sharing a silent, but reassuring, conversation. Daryl kept a presence at the front of the store, looking out for any unwelcome visitors.
"We good?" Rick asked, as he started to make a way toward the exit of the back room.
"Yeah," Michonne responded, a quiet, almost breathless response.
The two began to make their way out, when a small creaking noise came from one of the walls in the back of the store. Rick and Michonne stopped in their tracks, looking around for a walker. Rick held his knife at the ready, quietly stepping around and keeping alert for the all-too familiar groaning sound the creatures made. Michonne kept her katana in her hand, poking around at the shelves for the unexpected visitor. Rick looked to the back wall again, when he saw the slight movement of a door on the wall. The small movement pushed the door out slightly, a small crack being present between the frame and the store space. Rick looked at Michonne, who motioned her head toward the door.
Rick began to slowly walk toward the door, anticipating a violent creature on the other side of the frame. When he and Michonne had joined at the door, they looked to each other one more time, before Rick quickly pulled the door open, his knife pulled back, ready to stab a brain at a moment's notice.
When Rick noticed that there was not a creature at his eye-level, he looked down to the floor, and saw a foot slightly pushing to where the door had been. Rick followed the foot up the leg that was attached to it, the leg to the rest of the figure's body, and the body up to the head of the person laying there. The woman's head laid slumped to the wall, her breathing incredibly shallow. She was not horribly thin, but her body looked weary and tired. Her golden brown hair was matted and dirty. Her eyes slightly opened toward the light that came into the closet when Rick had opened the door. Her hazel eyes peered up toward Rick, making contact with his. Once she saw him, she winced, and worked to part her lips for a brief moment.
"...Rick", she breathed, before her head dropped back to where it had rested against the wall.
Rick looked into her eyes, and was taken aback as he made this contact with her. The breathing of his name had solidified who this person was, and he immediately jumped into a protective mode. He dropped to the floor, moving her head and trying to wake her up once again.
"Allie," he started, feeling her moist face, trying to keep her awake. "Allie, listen to me. You have to stay awake."
"Rick," Michonne dropped to his level, trying to help him keep the girl awake. "Who is she?"
"Get Daryl!" he shouted to her. "Tell him to come back here, now!"
Michonne ran to the front of the store to bring Daryl toward the back. Rick moved further into the closet to move this girl named Allie, so that he could lift her out of the room. Daryl found his way to Rick, rushing to be near him.
"What happened?" Daryl roughly asked Rick, now looking at the figure that Rick was trying to maneuver.
"We need to get her out of here, bring her to the Hilltop. She looks dehydrated, feels clammy too"
"Who is she? Why are we bringing her back?" Daryl continued to ask, his quick temper beginning to take over.
Rick found a way to pick up the girl, cradling her close to him. "We need to save her, I need to save her."
"Rick!" Daryl forcefully said. "I'm not bringin back just anyone anymore. If we're bringin her back to our home, you're gonna fill us in. Who is she?"
Rick looked down to the figure in his arms, and back up to meet Daryl's eyes, his own starting to well up.
"It's Shane's sister."
First chapter done! So, Shane's sister Allie is character we have met tonight. Allison Walsh. How will her arrival impact the group? You'll just have to wait and find out. Read and Review, please no flames.
Peace. Love. Lo.