Its been one year since the apocalypse happened causing people to change into walkers and start eating humans almost to extinction at least. I think theres only few who survived the attack so far. I have short blonde hair which is stained with blood, I wear guy clothes and try not to look like a female mostly because rape is higher than before the apocalypse. I go by Tristan. I also wear aviators to cover my eyes because they'll probably give me away. I have been on my own with my cat Simba for a while and I don't need anyone either. I just have to keep moving.

I was walking down a rode when I hid in a ditch, a few military trucks passed by, I was gonna go after them to see if I could get a ride when I saw who was in the trucks and walking near the trucks. They were a group who think they own everything and everyone. They rape woman, children, and sometimes young adult guys. So I went deeper into the forest which was right next to the ditch. Soon, I got to the other side of the forest. There was a farm there with the name ''Greene'' on the mail box. It seemed to have been over ran and was on fire not too long ago. I looked around, there seemed to be no one around so I started a fire and I camped there.

The fire was nice and warm and it was nice and calm out there. I was playing with Simba when a bag went over my head and I was forced to lay on the ground. Someone was on top of my back and I didn't like it. The person tied my hands together.

"Don't do anything stupid." a male voice warned.

The male voice sounded so famliar like I heared it before, but I don't know how it was famliar. The male got off me and stood up grabbing my hands and pulling me up. little did he know I had a knife and soon uncut my hands, but acted like they were still tied.

In a manly voice I said, "Get this bag off my head."

The male took off the bag and looked at me. I looked around and seen it was only me and him. He was an older guy and had a blade like thing replacing his right arm. I jumped back and drew the knife on him. "Get away from my cat." I growled at him.

"Don't do anything stupid." he repeated, putting Simba into my backpack which was on the ground near him.

"Tell him I'm not going back!" I yelled thats when I lost my focus and he tackled me, sending us down a hill into a shallow lake. The knife was somewhere around us, on the hill, or at the camp. He noticed that I didn't have the knife and came at me when he saw that I had found the knife in the water. We started punched and kicking at each other. He was now on top of me, holding both my arms down above my head.

"Are you done?" he asked in a strangely calm voice.

"Get off me!" I yelled.

"Keep yelling and you'll bring the biters on us and then we both die." he warned. "Now, are you done?" he asked again.

"Just get the hell off me!" I growled. He then held both my hands in one of his hands. I was so scared.

"Do you have anythimg else on you that I need to about?" he asked casually.

"No weapons just pills," I mumbled."Just get the HELL OFF!"

"What kind of pills?" he looked at me with a warning glare.

"Depression pills, ok?!" I replied. "Just get the HELL OFF!"

"Ok I'm gonna get off now, I'm trusting you to not pull something on me again." he said. He then got off of me and I got up.

"Now we are going to walk up that hill to the camp fire and talk." he commanded, motioning towards the camp. We walked up the hill to the camp fire and sat down. The fire was still light and glowing. I saw the guys face. It was quiet though.

"Tell me about yourself." he said, although it was like a sort of command.

"My name is Tristan, I'm 15, I have depression and I'm a lone wolf."

"Tristan, I am Julian, I'm 17, I talk alot and I'm gonna take you to my camp." He said. Julian put out the fire and packed my things up.

"One thing, you have to have a bag over you're head and you're hands tied together." Julian mumbled. So Julian tied my hand together and put a bag over my head and headed towards his camp.

"You ok?" he asked while we were walking.

"I'm...ok... I guess.." I shrugged, before I felt my legs give out and my head hit the hard ground as consciousness left me