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Previously: Lily lost her Mum as she got bit. Her Mum then bit her Dad, killing him. Lily and her brother took off in their car towards the highway. There was tons of traffic so the two got out and was attacked by walkers. Lily then lost her brother to and she ran down the highway crashing into Michael they both then falling over the railing. Michael was with his daughter at the sweet shop, when people was panicking outside he realised that the city was being evacuated. A bomb fell and his car was flung over. He lost his daughter, not knowing where she was at all. He ran up the highway and crashed into Lily, then carried her to a cabin, where she passed out.

Chapter 2


Michael kicked open the door to the small wooden cabin. Inside was a small living room with a open fire and a open kitchen all in one room. There was two doors that was closed one was to a toilet the other to a bedroom. There was also an up stairs with two more small bedrooms.

Michael ran over to the 3 seated couch and layed the girl down on it. She was still passed out, or sleeping. Michael ran a hand through his hair. The girl was going to shoot him, why was he helping her? Perhaps she was just scared of Michael.

Michael walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a tea towel from the side, rinsing it under the tap so it was wet. He went back to the girl and placed the damp towel on her forehead. He lifted her head a little and put a hand on the back of her head. "Shit." He cursed, removing his hand as he felt the warm blood on his hand.

Quickly walking to the small bathroom he was shocked to see himself in the mirror. He was covered in blood as was his plaid shirt. He groaned and washed his hand in the sink, then splashed his face to wash off the now dried walker blood.

As he walked back to the girl to check on her, he heard a thump! From upstairs. He froze for a second. It must be one of them things. He felt for the gun he stole from the girl, and held it in front of him.

Slowly he crept up the stairs, the small landing on the top floor was empty, so there was two doors to choose from. He pushed open the first door to reveal a small room that was empty. So whatever made that noise must be in the other room.

He took a long breath and opened a door, his gun held in front of him.

Inside was a young adult African-American girl, another girl to be in her early twenties with pale skin and a boy with a cameral skin with dreadlocks, looking to be in his late teens.

The African American girl lowered her weapon, a small knife, with a sign. "Damn man, thought you was a Walker."

Michael raised his eyebrows. "Walker?" He questioned.

The guy nodded, lowering the crowbar that was in his hands. "Yeah you have met a Walker right? It's the undead things walking around." He said a little sarcastically. "By the looks of your bloody jacket you have met one."

"Yeah, yeah I've met one. I didn't know that's what they was called." Michael said. He then jumped as he heard a growl and held up his gun.

"Woah. No Apollo!" The other girl said, the one with pale skin and auburn hair that's in a messy bun.

Michael looked to what she was holding at her side. It was a oldish looking German shepard dog. The girl was holding the dog by the collar but as soon as she told him to stop, the dog obeyed.

"Anyway what you doing here?" The darker skinned girl asked. "This is our place, we are already got 3 people and a dog here."

"Oh, so you guys live her? I'm sorry I was just trying to find shelter for me and this girl, she passed out after hitting her head quite hard." Michael said.

"We don't live here. I don't think the person that used to lived her is going to come back, their cars not here. Anyways what girl is passed out?" The auburn haired girl asked.

"She's downstairs." Michael walked out the small bedroom and jogged downstairs, the three behind him following.

He led them to the couch where the small girl was laying. The women that owned the dog knelt beside the settee and lifted the towel from her forehead, then placed her hand upon her forehead to feel her temperature. "She's not over heated. She probably will wake up soon, with one hell of a concussion though."

"Are you a doctor?" Michael asked.

"ER Nurse." The women stood up and smiled at Michael. "I'm Ivory by the way. Ivory Welsh, and this is my best buddy, Apollo." She gestured to the old dog.

"Michael Ranch." He smiled politely and shook her hand as a greeting.

Michael observed Ivory. She has pale skin with a few freckles that crossed her nose and onto the top of her cheeks. Her eyes was big and blue. She was at average height, about 5'8" and quite thin, hardly any curves at all. Ivory is wearing a pair of skinny light coloured jeans, olive green tank top with a white button up shirt that was un buttoned, with the sleeves rolled up. Then she was just wearing black keds,. Her right arm was also wrapped in a bandage. It was unclear to why she had her arm wrapped.

Michael then turned to the other two. "What's your names?" He asked.

"Does it really matter?" The dark skinned girl rolled her eyes.

The boy beside her rolled his eyes, clearing annoyed with this girls attitude. "I'm Jackoby Everest. But Jax is fine."

Michael then observed Jax. He skin is a light caramel. He stands about 5'10" with a defined body build but still thin, clearly he did some type of athletics. His eyes are hazel, and his hair black, shaved at both sides, with the dreadlocks on the top of his head. He also wore thick black framed glasses. He had a few piercings aswell. A sliver snakebite on his lower lip, 3 in his left ear and 1 on his right eyebrow. Michael noticed that on his hand was scars along all his fingers and up his arms. Jax is wearing a black button down short with the sleeves rolled up. Black slimmed fitted jeans that didn't look demin, chains hung from his left hip of the jeans. He also wore black combat boots and a sliver chain around his neck, you could say his clothing style is goth like.

Michael then looked to the last girl who didn't want to introduced herself.

"That's Lacy." Ivory spoke.

"She's a stubborn one." Jax said.

"Hey!" Lacy scowled, glaring at the three.

Lacy's hair was black and in a small afro style, with a red bandana around her head. Her eyes are a nice dark brown. She stood around the same height as Jax at 5'10". She is wearing a purple vest top, with a untutored white shirt, with black jeans and black ankle boots.

Michael gave a small smile to the three. "So, how did you guys end up here?"

"Just by accident really." Ivory said. "I got here basically the same time as these two. We just got off from the highway."

"I was with my daughter." Michael started to say, running a hand through her hair. "I don't know where she is.."

Jax and Ivory expressions saddened. "I hope she's alright." Ivory spoke. "Maybe someone found her."

Michael sighed. "Man I hope so."

"I was at work when this all started. The patients they...they all just went mad."


~Ivory, Earlier.~

Just another day on her 1st shift at the hospital. After giving a quick kiss to the top of Apollo's head, Ivory rushed out the door and into her old banger of a car. It run though, so she couldn't complain.

It started off quite quiet. A few people coming in with minor injuries or flu they was worried about. The first 4 hours flew by and Ivory happily went and got her lunch.

Ivory was just an ER nurse, so she only dealt with emergencies, helping doctors out with said emergency. About 3 or 4 weeks ago a guy come in who was shot in the back of his shoulder badly. Ivory was called to help keep the patients conscious. When she had ran to help set up the pipes and the oxygen tank, she noticed the patients was in uniform. A police uniform. He was a sheriff in fact.

These was the worst patients for Ivory because that means the cops was hurt while in duty, while the poor person was doing their jobs to serve and protect.

This patient ended up going into a coma, that was 3 weeks ago. Ivory still had about 10 minutes left of her break so she took the lift up to the 3rd floor where that patient was.

He wasn't technically a emergency patient anymore but she wanted to see how he was doing.

Ivory opened the door to the patients room and signed. She knew he had fallen into a coma of course but she felt terrible that it was a Sheriff. She walked to the end of his bed and picked up the clipboard.

Rick Grimes was scribbled across the top. It had all his details, he height, age weight everything. Ivory just wanted to know his name as she couldn't remember.

"Hey Rick. Hopefully you'll be awake soon, yeah?" Ivory smiled to herself, feeling a bit silly talking to someone whose asleep. Though she knows that a person in a coma can hear you.

Looking at her watch Ivory realised she better get back to work. She went back downstairs just as her lunch was finished. Doctor Speight was waiting for her.

"Doctor." She said.

He looked a bit pale, and panicked. Which Doctor Speight never was. "What's the problem?" She asked.

He sighed as a response and started walking down the hallway. Ivory quickly following at his side. "We are getting a lot of patients coming in this afternoon with bits."

"Bits?" Ivory raised a eyebrow. "Is there a mean dog running around or something?"

"No, they have all said they was attacked by people." Doctor Speight replied.

"People? Must be drugged up people to do such a thing."

The two reached the room with a person lying on a bed, crying pain as most there neck was missing.

"Shit." Ivory cussed. Rushing over to help the others who was trying to hold down the patient. After a few minutes the patient lay still, and the beeping of the heart monitor went flat.

Doctor Speight sighed. "Call it."

"Time of death. 2:45." A nurse said.

Ivory let out a sigh and stepped back from the patients bed. He had died. She clutched the edge of her plain green shirt and stepped out of the room.

She was waiting outside for a few minutes when she heard screams from inside the room she was just in. She pushed open the door rushing inside to see the dead patient attacking one of the other nurses.

"Miss Welsh, get out!" Doctor Speight shouted as the patient then jumped onto him.

Ivory turned and bolted from the room. The scene she had just witnessed was still in her mind as she ran down the hall, calling for the other doctors but they was all to busy. Busy with other patients that was also bit.

"Oh crap.." Ivory skidded to a hault from her run where 3 or 4 dead patients was crouched at the end of one hallway. All was covered in blood and eating a doctor who lay on the ground.

Ivory spun on her heel and headed for the elevators, she had to get out of here. She went to the locker room first to grab her bag and coat. As she was leaving someone bumped into her. It was a fellow ER nurse.

"Emma?" Ivory asked worried, seeing blood down her green shirt. "What's going on?"

The black haired women shook her head. "I don't know, these patients have gone crazy, they are eating people Ivory. I think they are crazy cannibals. We got to leave, the army is here and they are killing everyone on site."

"What? Why would they just shoot everyone?"

"Stop this infection, or whatever is happening." The ER nursed shrugged. "We gotta go."

The two ran down the hallway and took the lift down to the ground floor. As the doors opened the sight was disturbing to anyone. The reception had blood and bodies everywhere. Thankfully all the bodies was definitely dead as the two nurses ran outside.

Ivory run to her car, unlocking the door she climbed into her passenger seat. Emma was no where to be seen. She probably went to her own car and got home, right?

Ivorys hand was sweating, she wiped them on her green trousers as she drove then pulled into her drive. She grabbed her bag and quickly ran inside her house, locking the bolt behind her. That felt safer.

First thing she did was changed out of her clothes and into some casual ones. Then she went to her living room and switched on the news. Apollo come to join her, sitting at her side on the settee.

There was tons of reports of cannibalism, drugged people, people dying then coming back. Then the last thing was

City Wide Evacuation.

"Shit." Ivory cursed for the second time that day. She wasn't sure what was happening but all she knew was that she had to get her and Apollo out of Atlanta.

She quickly grabbed a backpack, shoving inside some belongings, an extra shirt, hygiene supplies. Hidden under her bed was plenty of medical supplies that she had saved for emergencies and this was an emergency for sure.

Suddenly she heard barking, and Apollo crashing into her room barking furiously. "What is it boy?"

Ivory heard a loud rumble of a plane flying over head and realised it was time to go. She hoisted her bag over her shoulder and ran out side, she was at first going to her car but there was some of those things hanging around it. She and Apollo silently ran left instead and under a bridge as a bomb fell close to them.

Ivory bent down and covered her head with her arms and it crashed to the ground. She was knocked over from the blast, onto her butt. Opening her eyes she realised she wasn't dead, but her arms was killing. She looked to her left arm and noticed the fresh burns.

Apollo could tell she was hurt and started whining, pushing himself against her and licking her cheek.

"I'm okay buddy." She patted his head with her good arm. Ivory pulled some bandages from her bag and wrapped her arm up until all the burns was covered, she didn't have any cream for the pain, but she would live.

Next thing to do was to get out. She and Apollo ran, and didn't stop to the was near the highway, in the trees, not far fro, the outskirts was a old looking cabin. Perfect to lay low for a while. Ivory patted Apollo's head before they both went inside.


~Cabin~

Ivory shook her head a little remembering earlier events which made her shiver. What had happened to the world. She glanced to Michael who was looking at her with interest. No. She thought. We don't get close to people. So with that she plopped herself done onto a nearby recliner. Apollo lying at her feet.

Michael didn't question the random actions of Ivory and looked to Jax. "So how'd you end up here then?"

Jax shrugged. "It's a long story."

Michael looked at the girl on the couch. He was waiting for her to awake so he could say sorry. "I got time."

"Alright then." Jax started his tale of this morning events.


~Jax, Earlier~

Jax stepped off the plane that landed in Atlanta. He breathed a happy sigh as he walked past the luggage collect point. He only had his back pack on him, so a carry on bag. He looked at the people who now had to wait for their luggage. The treadmill that went in a circle was a mystery, what was on the other side? Jax always wanted to jump on the treadmill and see where it went, like the toys in Toy Story.

Jax left the airport and climbed into the nearest taxis back seat. He told the driver his address and leaned back in his seat.

Jax was returning from a holiday, a long needed one at that too. He had a Tech scholarship in order to pursue a degree in Mechanical engineering with a minor in Auto-Mechanics here and he did enjoy it but he put a lot of hours in. Jax got into Atlanta on a sports scholarship, so he returned home often for football games.

Back home in Newton County, he had lived with his Mum and Dad and his younger brother by two years. His Dad worked at a local garage back at home, so Jax used to help out a lot un-paid of course. But this helped Jax to learn many things to do with engineering.

Jax looked through his back pack as the taxi drove on. Inside he had a few belongings: a few spare shirts, few mechanical tools, some snacks that he was suppose to eat on the plane and his favourite Alex Cross Novel.

Jax signed looking out the window as the Taxi continued to slow it's pace. Pushing his glasses back up his nose Jax noticed some people was running about outside. There must have been a mugger back down the street a little ways to cause so many people to run.

The taxi then stopped entirely. There was cars in front that was all stopped to.

Jax slumped in his seat and hoped that the taxi driver wouldn't charge him more for the traffic. Glancing back out the window Jax saw people running again. More people even. Jax bolted up in his seat when he saw a deranged looking person tackled another and start to bite their neck out, blood spaying everyone.

"Oh my god.." He muttered, eyes wide he turned to the taxi driver whose face was as shocked as Jax's.

The taxi driver looked in his wing mirror and caught his breath. "There's more of them.."

Jax looked behind him to see that it was true. "What do we do?" He asked.

"I have a wife and 2 kids at home. Take the taxi." The guy jumped out the taxi leaving it running and started to run down the street.

Jax realised something must be happening all over the city and this traffic wasn't moving at all. He quickly got out the taxi and looked around. People was running in panic everywhere. Those deranged things was also attacking more people.

The highway wasn't too far, that was the best place to go. Jax was just going to leg it there when he saw a few motorbike parks outside a bar. That would be quicker than running, and he could drive between the cars too.

He ran over to one and lifted up the compartments on the side first to see of there was any key at all. He found some leather fingerless riding gloves and a crowbar instead. He slipped the gloves on and kept the crowbar.

Jax then heard grunts and groans. It was those deranged things. Looking over his shoulder he saw a couple heading his way.

"Come on, hotwire it Jax." He spoke to himself, taking the cover off the front and remembering his best he connected the two certain wires that started the bike up.

"Yes!" He cheered, climbing onto the seat and revving the engine. He never actually rode a motorbike before but it surely couldn't be any harder than his cousins dirt bike?

Noticing the deranged things that got closer, Jax revved the engine again and sped off, heading towards the highway.

He passed loads of empty cars and people running. He past by people lying on the ground, most likely dead as their insides was spilling over the ground.

"Jesus." The boy cursed, speeding up the highway where the bike started to jolt forward a few times and splutter at him. "No, no, no, no.." He looked at the fuel gauge and realised the motorbike was out of gas.

The bike come to a stop and he jumped off, pushing it against the railing to the highway.

It was quiet for a second before he heard a grrr of a deranged. Jax grabbed the crowbar and held it tightly above his shoulder. The thing walked closely up towards Jax arms reaching out forwards. He leant back to stay out of the things reach and swung the crowbar at its head, the deranged head cracked easily at the hit and blood poured out as it fell to the ground.

"Shit." He cursed in shock, staring at the deranged thing on the ground. Jax heard more groans and saw about 3 heading his way. He noticed they was slow, and being smart he knew that he should run and find shelter the things surely wouldn't find him then.

He took off down the highway, and ran down a small road that led off the highway. He was still in the city but this was more the outskirts. He ran past a gas station but decided to keep on running, good job he did sports.

After not long he come across a small two floor cabin. It looked empty and it was getting dark. This was a good place to rest. Jax made his way inside.


~Cabin~

Michael gave Jax a half smile. "Do you have any family here at all?"

"No. They all live in Newton. I've tried calling but there's no signal at all." He replied.

"Is story time over now?" Lacy rolled her eyes. "Doesn't matter how we got here."

"Is she always like this?" Michael asked, taking a sit on the arm of the settee.

Jax nodded. "Yeah, when I got here, her and Ivory was already inside. It was only a few hours ago but she was determined not to let me in here. I brided her with snacks."

Michael laughed a little, Jax cracking a smile back as his stomach rumbled. "Man I could eat a roast right now."

Lacy rolled her eyes. "I wish. I hadn't eaten breakfast this morning."

"Why didn't you?" Michael asked.

"None of your business." Lacy grumbled. Walking over to the small kitchen to see if there was any food left in the cupboards. She left Jax and Michael to there chatting, and Ivory sat alone in her chair. Then she thought back to this morning events.


~Lacy, earlier~

Atlanta was a long way from her hometown in L.A. She lives in a rough part in L.A and had a rough upbringing causing her to mix with the wrong type of people, soon enough getting into drugs. The gang she was loved her, she was the best at dealing and always got good cash too.

She didn't know why she was sent to Atlanta for this certain deal. Apparently this was a hard deal to make and the boss only trusted Lacy to do this.

So she had travelled all the way over to Georgia. She hoped this was all worth it.

She walked down the alley next to an old pawn shop. This was the place she was suppose to meet the buyer.

She waited about an hour before the buyer finally walked down the alleyway.

He looked like he was already on drugs as it was as he approached Lacy. The girl stood up straight and stared at him. He was a redneck for sure, rough looking and dark blonde hair and a stubble that looked unshaven for weeks.

This must be the guy. He looked weary at Lacy as she stepped forward and said the word.

"Dixon?" She sort of said it as a question. They always used people's last names to make sure this was the buyer and not a cop.

"Montana. Right?" He smiled.

"You got the cash?" Lacy asked.

Dixon nodded. "You got the meth?"

Lacy pulled the small back of crystal meth from her pocket and showed it to him. The Dixon grabbed for it but lacy quickly yanked her hand back towards her self. "Oi." She growled. "Cash first."

Dixon rolled his eyes. "Guess that fair."

The Dixon put his hand in his pocket, then quickly kneed her in the gut, grabbing the bag from her hand and running for it.

"Oh shit." Lacy held a hand over her stomach, but running after the redneck anyhow. "Hey! Come back, Boss is gonna kill me!"

"Just tell him, that Merle Dixon took a shit on your face." He laughed, running around a corner and disappearing.

Lacy cursed and leant against a wall to catch her breath. Her boss was going to murder her. Just then Lacy heard sirens. "Cops.." She ran fast as her legs wold carry her till she got to a busy street. She acted normal and started to blend in with the crowd.

That night she found a cabin to spend the night. When she awoke in the morning she heard screaming and shouts. Turning on the TV she saw what was happening and locked up the cabin to stay hidden as she heard bombs fall. That was until she heard a dog barking and that's when she let Ivory and her dog Apollo in.


~Cabin~

Lily heard voices, it sounded like two people talking as she opened her eyes and sat up from the settee she was sleeping on.

"God, do I have a headache."

Michael spun around and knelt down beside her. "Hey, hey, steady you hit your head really bad."

Lily narrowed her eyes a little at the brown haired guy knelt at her side. Her memory was a little blurry. How did she hit her head again?

"No, you was a...a rogue person, you attacked me." She looked at Michael in horror.

"Walkers." Jax stepped in, looking down at Lily. "It's easier to call them that.

Lily glanced at Jax then back to Michael. "Okay, you was one of them walkers. I think.."

"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, you had a gun on me I thought you would shoot. Didn't think we would take a tumble down a cliff."

Lily nodded understanding. "It's fine." She said as it was all coming back to her now. "I did have a gun on you."

Michael sighed in relief. "How are you feeling anyway. You was out for a while?" Michael said.

"Im fine. I didn't dream it then. Those walker things are out there." Lily sighed.

"Afraid so." Jax said.

Lily looked around the cabin and noticed two other people and a dog she didn't know. "Who are you all?"

Michael and Jax filled Lily in with every thing, telling her how Michael carried her here, how Ivory got here and how Jax did. Not saying about Lacy cause she kept to herself.

"What about you, why was you on the highway, especially alone as a kid?" Michael asked.

"Firstly I'm not a kid. I'm 19." Lily rolled her eyes sitting up and crossing her legs Indian stay on the settee so Jax and Michael had a seat now.

"My parents come home with groceries. But my Mum was bit, she turned into one of those walkers and killed my dad, me and my brother Jace got in the car and tried to leave the city. But never happened. We got split up, that's when I ran into you Michael."

Lily carefully kept out the parts where her Dad and brother was in the army. By the sounds of Ivory's story the army wasn't good. Her Dad had told her they was shooting people at the hospital and Ivory's story had confirmed that.

Somewhere between her story telling she realised that Ivory and turned in her chair to face Lily. So everyone listened except Lacy who was looking through many cupboards behind them.

Ivory yawned and glanced to the two boys who started another conversation with eachother. "Guys it's late. Maybe we should all get some sleep."

"There's two room upstairs. We could split up boys and girls." Jax suggested.

Lacy grumbled about sharing a bed with someone else.

"Or there's one downstairs too." Ivory said.

Michael stood up. "I'll stop down here. Case those, uh Walkers, try and intrude."

"I'll stay with you. Girls can go upstairs." Jax spoke.

Michael nodded at Jax. "That's the best option."

Lacy made her way upstairs quickly, probably to claim the small bedroom to herself.

"Hey do you have my gun?" Lily looked to Michael.

Michael winced a little hoping the girl would have forgotten. "Look, you're a kid. You should not be carry around a gun."

Lilys face fell. "My Dad gave me that." She held out her hand to him.

"Just for tonight then, case I need to use it?" He asked.

Lily close her fist and let it fall to her side. "Fine." She grumbled. "Only for tonight."

Michael smiled a little. "Goodnight Lily. Ivory."

Ivory muttered a goodnight and headed upstairs, Apollo close on her heels.

Lily faced Michael and she didn't know why but she hugged him. He had technically saved her he could have left her for dead out there. "I hope you find your daughter," She spoke.

Michael tighten his grip around the girls waist. "Hope you find your brother."

Then the two broke apart.

Jax made a pretend whine. "Well I feel left out."

"Want a hug too?" Lily laughed.

Jax shrugged. "Yeah, why not." He picked her up off her feet and gave her a tight hug. "Now I don't feel left out so much."

Lily laughed a little then headed for the stairs. She was about halfway when she spun around. "Hey Michael?" He looked up to her. "Just, be brave." She spoke her dad's words then run upstairs and joined the room with Ivory.

Lily stared at the dog who was curled up on the end of the bed. "He won't hurt you. Don't worry." Ivory smiled. Taking off her jackets and climbing into bed.

Lily took off her shoes and her jumper and left them on the floor. She got into the other side of the bed and curled up on her side. She heard Ivory drop off to sleep, and Apollo's soft snores as she drifted off, thinking about her brother.

Ivory dropped off thinking about Apollo and her one friend from work, Emma.

Jax lay awake, thinking about his family and his younger brother.

Michael sat on the settee, wiping away a single tear while thinking about his daughter.

And Lacy, she fall asleep cursing Merle Dixon who had stole her meth.


Phew, so there's the second chapter! What did you guys think? How was the new oc's? If they was your oc I hope I did them good for you.

So everyone else that sent in an OC, do not fear they will be in the next chapter, I have it all planned out and probably going to start on chapter 3 after I post this.

So the last thing is I like to make cover photos for my stories, so I will either kept the shadows that I currently have or do you guys have a picture have a celebrity or someone who reminds you of your oc, if so tell me and I might be making a cover!

Until next time, ~CastielLunaWinchester