Hi!
I wanna thank everybody that read this story so far and left me comments or messages. Thank you! We are getting to the outbreak of the virus now. I know I am making big jumps in time and this will only change after Chapter 4. I didn't want to go through the whole TWD plot but the characters will mention what happened to them later.

Yeah..just! Stay tuned ;)

-The Outbreak-

"Hurry Murph! We need to get outta 'ere!", Connor screamed at his brother who was grabbing their bags and packing their guns. They always had their stuff in a bag in case they had to run again. Their weapons near their bed and the ammo next to it. Murphy grabbed the ammo and threw it into the bag, went to their kitchen and took every knife he could find. When he was ready he gave Connor a sign who was waiting at the door, his gun in hand looking for ill people. It has been three days since they heard from Eunice. Their last information was that there is a disease spreading which turns living people into walking corpses and that you can be infected by their bite. Connor thought it was some kind of joke but when he saw the news he was already in "Fight-Modus".
Now they were running down the stairs, both guns in their hand and running across the street. The last show they saw on TV was mentioning a refugee camp at the other end of Boston and that is where they were heading. To get on a boat or whatever the hell they were doing there. "Jaysis they look ugly", Murphy shouted. "Ya' sayin'. Bit like yeh." Connor chuckled and slapped the back of Murphy's head. "Fuck you!", was his twins answer. They were running towards a quieter street. "We should get a car", Murphy suggested. "We are no thieves."
"Aye but world is goin' to hell. It is surviving or walking like a corpse. And we would be a lot faster." "Aye. Smartass. Yeh kno' how to start one without keys?" "Maybe we find one with a key." Connor shook his head and laughed. The street they were walking along was kind of quiet. Maybe a bit too quiet.
Connor stopped and looked around. There were no walkers and no humans. "What?", Murphy asked.
"Don't you think it is too quiet?" Murphy shrugged. "Maybe someone cleared that area." Connor nodded.
"Aye. Let's look at the cars then." They checked the cars which were standing at the street. They were all deserted. Connor made his way to a driveway where two cars parked. One was an SUV and one an old mustang. He checked the doors of the SUV and it was open. He checked for the keys but there were no keys. Same with the mustang. He checked the house and looked through the window. No one in sight. "Hey Murph, how about the SUV? We could look for the keys inside." Murphy nodded and gave his brother backup so they could enter the house.
They found the keys right in the entry on a hook. The house was silent and Connor suggested to grab some supplies. Just in case they would take longer to the camp than planned. They checked the rooms. Everything was empty and they grabbed some bottles of water and a bit bag full of food. Both felt a bit awkward stealing like this but as it seems they were heading for a dark future.
A world falling to ashes. demons rising. Some kind of apocalypse. Connor could feel it and if he did his brother did too. They always felt the same things. They always did. They wee soul-mates, twins. That strange connection that no one else understood. It was no wonder he was feeling nervous when he looked at his brother who was sitting next to him in the car. He was chewing on his thump. They hated situations where they were out of control, not knowing what the future might bring. The fear of separation.
But one thing was for sure, if the world was ending, and it seemed like it, they would die fighting.
Because going to hell after being the hand of god for so long sure as hell wasn't going to happen. They would die fighting. Connor started the car and they drove in silence for a while. Suddenly Murphy screamed: "OH MY GOD! LOOK!" Connor stopped the car and looked outside the window and into the direction his twin was pointing to. Zombies. Undead. A whole herd. They were all staggering in the opposite direction as if they were on their way to an unknown place.
"Tha' a lot o' them. Should we follow them?"
"Yeh mental? O'course not! Lets go to that military camp. See what they are tellin' us."
"Yeh kno' I was thinkin'...maybe we shouldn't go there. We are still mass murderers in their eyes and on the run."
Murphy snorted. "Well fuck. I think the world has bigger problems than us now. Don't yeh think?"
Connor sighed. "Yeah. When did yeh get so annoyingly smart?"
"Since yeh plans always suck." They smiled at each other. "Fuck yeh."
"No. Fuck you!" Connor started the car again and brought them back on their way. The camp was just half an hour away now. They saw them everywhere, corpses, moving, staggering, some with their bodies smashed, half faces missing, kids without arms. They were very quiet. Unusual for both brothers but they were too shocked. Was this hell? Did the earth turn into purgatory? "What's going on 'ere Conn?", the dark haired twin whispered. "My little brother..I have no idea. Not a clue. It looks like hell broke loose."
Murphy nodded and looked at the street ahead of them. They saw it before they crashed into them. Dead people. Another Herd and a whole street with abandoned cars. They all wanted to go to that camp which was right behind the next corner. "Fuck", Connor said. He looked around and the only way they could make it was driving back and find another way to that camp. But in his heart he knew, that there was no one left in that camp. Because those freaks in front of their car were wearing uniforms. But he had to try. For Murphy. For Humanity. There was always a way out.
"Grab your gun brother of mine. We need to find another way to that camp."
"Aye." Murphy loaded his gun and Connor hit the reverse.

Same time in Georgia

"We need to get going Darylena. Those creeps will eat us alive. I managed to bring new arrows for your crossbow, my guns and some stuff. Let's go!" Merle was shouting at his brother and dragging him to his motorbike. Daryl was shocked when he was attacked last night by something that looked like it just jumped out of a horror movie. He had to struggle a bit but then stabbed it with a knife he was always carrying around. Only an hour later his brother appeared, shouting and talking as if he was insane. Walking corpses, living dead. He was talking absolutely nonsense, Daryl thought until they saw it at daylight. "Fuck", Daryl said while his brother kept pulling and dragging him to his bike. He saw the bag next to it and threw it over his back, together with his crossbow and sat behind Merle. "Where do we go? What is this?"
"To Atlanta. There is a camp for humans. Some sort of military thing."
"What? Ya can't just go there. Where is Dad?"
"He is dead. He was one of them", Merle answered and Daryl was shocked. His Dad was dead. Not that it was what he always wanted but it was the coldness of Merle's voice that made him look at his brothers back and frown. Daryl always thought that he would be the one ending his fathers life. He wasn't a murderer and never wanted to be but I swore to himself then when his Dad last time hit him with a belt he would kill him next time he would lay one finger on him.
Merle was driving fast and after a while the street was full of cars and they had to stop. They killed some of those corpses by shooting them. Daryl shot one in the heart but it just kept walking. "Fuck, they are not dying!", he shouted. "THE HEAD little brother, try their head!" For once he did what his brother suggested and it worked. Sometimes his brother seemed not so stupid as he always looked.
Daryl looked around and then pointed to a little path through the woods. "Think ya can drive there?"
His older brother nodded. "'Course. I can drive everywhere."
Daryl shook his head and sighed. At least he wasn't alone when the world seemed to end. But he already knew that his brother was getting him into trouble some day. They drove through the woods until the path was too small to keep driving. They had to walk and Merle was shoving his bike.
"Did they say where those fuckers came from? Did ya watch the news? Tell me."
Merle stopped and checked their surroundings. "Here", he offered Daryl a cigarette. "It's three days now and they said there was some sort of virus spreading. Turning living people into walking corpses. A bite is contagious."
Merle grabbed a package out of the bags on his bike and threw some pills into his mouth. Drugs. Daryl snorted. "Really? End of the world and you are taking pills?"
"Might as well die high", Merle replied with a smile on his face.
They finished their smoke and then walked on until they reached the main street again. They saw that there were corpses inside and outside the cars. All cars were in one direction. All leading to Atlanta. With a sudden feeling of certainty he knew that they won't find anything in Atlanta. But they had to try.
"Maybe we should try to get to the other side. The streets are empty." His brother nodded, sweat running down his face from shoving his bike around. They had to kill some of the corpses which was not so hard with a crossbow and both of them were good hunters. They reached the other side of the street. Merle and Daryl looked around. "This looks like there is no human left", Merle spoke out.
"Yeah." Daryl was feeling uncomfortable more and more. It was never that quiet on a street and it was never so empty. It felt like this world was abandoned. An apocalypse. Maybe he was just dreaming about an old zombie movie. Maybe he was dreaming of hell. The place he will go for all the crap he did in his past. He clapped his brother on the back. "Come on big bro' lets find that camp and then look what is going on."
Merle nodded and started driving to Atlanta. Both of them more silent then ever before and even Merle, who was always the noisy and annoying one, fell quiet because there was no way this was just a normal virus. Not at all. He knew. It was Gods punishment.

Ha! I finally figured out how to edit my chapters on here! Sorry I am a newbie here. So I hope later chapters will look a bit more pleasing ;)