"I Thought we had it all

Somewhere we lost control

Well we all make mistakes

And this one's on me

I became what you hate

What you feared I'd be" - Palisades "Whatever You Want It To Be"

I woke up from an interrupted and dreamless sleep, no one really slept any more, there were too many dangers now. Hungry wild animals, humans who liked to kill each-other and don't forget the Zombies. Yeah, now wasn't a great time to be alive.

I looked around me, it was early, maybe 5/6 am, I also realised I was out of food and water. Looks like it's time to go on a raid. I sighed and heaved myself off the floor. I grabbed my weapons bag, I had a couple of guns, a make shift spear for fish, a dozen knifes and one machete. Slung it over my shoulder and headed towards an abandoned neighborhood about three miles West. I knew there would be little to no food there, but I needed bullets and some easily concealable weapons like pens knives and small guns, in-case I was ever caught away from my bag, which had become a safety blanket.

I stepped out of the little hut and headed out of the forest. I never stayed in one place for more than three days, so I would also be scanning for new places to sleep while in the neighborhood. I stepped onto the main road and began walking, it was hot today and the smell of corpses was very strong. I wrinkled my nose waiting to get used to the stench when I heard it. The unmistakable hum of a car engine. I quickly ran into the woods next to me and watched for the vehicle. It felt like I was stood by that tree for an hour before it showed. It sped past, I managed to glance that it was full. Maybe three or four people and they looked like that were heading the same way I was. I huffed. Great, now I have to be stealthy and fast. It meant I would probably miss vital things I needed and would have to travel through the night instead of crashing in one of the houses. I climbed out of the woods, and watched the car drive down the road. They were definitely heading to the same place. Hopefully by the time I get there they'll have moved on, I thought and headed downs the road.

After what felt like an hour of walking, I found myself at the first house in the Neighborhood. I sighed with relief, I couldn't see the car anywhere, that meant the others had moved on. I rushed inside and started to gather what little food I could. I rushed upstairs and looked for clean clothes, mine where ripped and muddy. I walked into what I assumed was the master bedroom of the house. There was a dead couple on the bed, they'd obviously taken their lives when things went to hell. "I don't blame you." I said quietly, my voice grated and croaky from lack of use. I rushed to their dresser and found only underwear and socks. I sighed and took the underwear. I then went to the wardrobe and found women's Capri's and a black t-shirt. I placed my stuff down and threw off my clothes. I roughly shoved on the pants and stepped back into my shoes, I then placed on the t-shirt and grabbed my stuff. I went down the stairs and went to grab the door knob when "Stop!" I spun around. Stood there, in the kitchen was a tall, thin man with a bear. A woman with dread locks and a Katana and a young boy. The man had a gun pointed at me. Usually I ran, screaming for the hills, but this man was obviously that boys father,

"Really." I said. "A Gun. I'm one woman, who hasn't eaten anything in two days. You could hurt me without the gun." I looked at him,

"Can't take any chances," He glared at me.

"Look, just let me leave. I have a lot of headway to make before night fall to find somewhere to sleep." I sighed, turning again.

"Is there just you?" The woman asked me.

"Yes." I replied.

"Rick, c'mon." She said the man with the gun.

"Alright, hey, what's your name?" He asked, placing the gun back in it's holster.

"Harriet. Just call me Harri." I replied. He softened a little.

"I'm Rick, this is Michonne and that's Carl." He pointed to each of them individually.

"Nice to meet you all." I replied, still wary.

"I have to ask you a few questions before you can come with us." Rick said, walking towards me.

"I can come with you?" I replied, the prospect of finally being with people made me excited and terrified.

"After these questions." He replied.

"Okay, shoot." I answered.

"How many Walkers have you killed?" He asked.

"More than I can count." I answered quickly.

"Okay, how many people have you killed?" He asked again,

"Four." I put my head down.

"Why?" Was the last question.

"Because they tried to rape me." I replied. His eyes looked sad when I answered, He cleared his throat.

"Alright, you can come with us. Welcome, Harri." I smiled at him and tears formed. "Oh, I'm sorry if that question brought back some back memories." He said, placing a concerned had on my arm.

"No, it's not that. This is the first bit of kindness I've seen since the world went to shit. You're also the first people I've seen in about a year." I sniffed, wiping away the tears. His eyes softened and he smiled lightly.

"Come on." He said and led me out of the house.

I hope you like where this is going, I'm trying to set it in season four and five, but other season may pop in here and there. Okay, like, follow and review 3