(Robin's POV)
I'm currently tracking down a deer, thinking of cooking up some venison.
Crunch What was that? I look around with my hunting knife in my hand.I see a man approaching me, he seems strange. "Are you okay sir?" I ask confused. He tries to bite me.I quickly notice he isn't alive. He's like a zombie in a horror show or movie. I quickly stab hi- it in the head. I run back home and see that no one is there. They left me the words kept repeating themselves in my mind."I have to get out of here" I tell myself. I have to move on. I'll start searching the houses around the block for anything useful tomorrow morning. For now I'll see if there's anything useful in my own home. I enter the house and start opening cabinets. I found some granola bars and cereal in one cabinet. In the next cabinet I find some bread and peanut butter. I continue searching the cabinets. It gets dark soon after I finish looking around in cabinets and drawers for essential things to survive in the apocalypse. I head up to the attic where I sleep and head to bed.
The next morning I start looking in houses around the block. After I finish looking in one house I see a man walking in a hospital gown. I ignore him since he hasn't spotted me yet. I see that ahead of him is a biter and near it is a bag of weapons. I quickly shoot it in the head with my bow. I run over and grab the duffel bag of weapons.The man looks at me as if I'm crazy. He probably doesn't know what's going on.Still it would be weird to see a twelve year old kill some one or thing? He looks at me and starts speaking "Why did you kill that man?!" "That ain't no man, it's the apocalypse. That's a biter. The dead are coming back to life." He looked a bit shocked. We started emptying out houses together. We sat at the front of a house we hadn't searched yet and he got knocked out by getting hit on the head with a shovel. A boy who seemed to be about my age was holding the shovel. "Daddy I caught that sum of a b!tch!" He yelled.A man who I suspected was his father took us inside. A couple hours later Rick woke up. "Who are you? Were you bit or scratched?" The man who brought us in asked. "I'm Rick, Rick Grimes.No I wasn't bit or scratched" Rick answered. "I'm Morgan, you should rest. I'll tell you when dinner is ready." He turned to me "You can go play with my son Duane if you want" I nod and follow Duane downstairs and we start playing games. A couple minutes later dinner is ready. We pray before we eat. After dinner we are about to go to sleep.Biters start roaming around outside. Duane looks out the window and yells "She's here! She's here!" He seems scared and starts crying. I comfort him. Morgan explains to us why Duane is scared.The next morning Rick, Morgan, Duane, and I headed to the police station. We divided the guns since Duane and Morgan are trying their chances. Rick and I head out to Atlanta. We find horses and ride them there.We run into a bunch of biters. We have to leave the horses and run into a tank. A voice speaks "hey you dumbass, yeah you in the tank. You cozy?"Authors note
I'm sorry if this isn't that much like the first episode and the timeline is off. It's been a while since I watched the first season. I'm sorry if it's bad it's my first time writing a wattpad story. Or any story
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•Sheriff's Son•
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