Falling into the Undead

Dead Man Walking

Falling into the Undead

Chapter Nine

Dead Man Walking

Important Changes

Hiya guys!

So, I've been thinking long and hard about something that's been on my mind for a little while, and when a reader, and a friend, brought it up, I realized that it was something I was considering changing about the story. Before I started writing this story, I decided it was going to be a Daryl/OC and just went with it. I love the pairing and that's usually what I end up reading until, while writing, I realized I'm no longer entirely bought on the idea. Yes, it could still very much go that way, but I've decided to take down the pairing and allow the story to write itself in terms of what romance seems to naturally pop up. Lord knows what I have planned never actually happens while I write.

I know this might be upsetting for some, but please still give the story a chance. The romance was never going to happen until sometime in season two, or at the latest season four, anyway, and I felt like that had started to stifle some of the scenes between Remi and other characters as I kept reminding myself it had to be her and Daryl in the end. Again, not that there's really anything going on between her and others in the future chapters so far.

Please, let me know what you guys think about this change. Hopefully, it doesn't change anyone's views on whether they are going to stick with the story.

Please leave a review and let me know!

Oh no, things dont feel right in my head

Now I finally know

Supposed to go alone

Oh no, guess it feels right anyways

-She said by the Jins

The growl from Pixel and the sudden appearance of a face had her pulling back quickly. She blinked, a pale figure staring back at her, as his face was covered by a see-through mask. Remington blinked, certain that this was Rick she was staring at, not quite believing her eyes. She hadn't imagined that she would find him here, had always been so certain he would be gone already, and would have forced Shane to the hospital if Morgan had said they hadn't run into anyone.

It would seem as if she hadn't needed to worry about that.

It didn't stop the shock, nor did it stop her from spinning around to stare at a wide-eyed Shane. He looked like he had seen a ghost. Remington was certain he felt that way.

"You, okay?" she asked, reaching out to place a steadying hand on him, as Shane had grown quite pale. Her eyes darted back toward the man who was slowly realizing whom he had opened the door to see. Remington had to pretend like she didn't recognize any of them. Her concern was focused on Shane, who, unlike the others, she knew. "Hey, Shane. You good?"

Her grip on him tightened as she helped steady him.

"Shane?" Rick said, capturing her attention back. Pixel's hackles rose but Remington didn't motion for him to stop. "Is that you?" His voice stuttered to a stop before questions began to fall from his lips, barely giving the man in front of him a moment to respond. "Carl? Lori? Where are they? Are they safe?"