My Significant Bother-Daryl Dixon x Reader(FEM y/n)

Chapter 1: Dumb Ways to Survive

A/N: This entire Fanfiction series will be based on the episodes of "The Walking Dead" With a little twist because of Y/N's POV. So if there are a lot of skips it is because that's how the episode was(and partially because I'm lazy). I plan to make each chapter one episode. So Chapter One is Episode One. If one episode is too long I might make two chapters of one episode, but you will be notified at the beginning of the second chapter for example it might say "Continuing off last chapter/episode" This series is going to be very slow as I have other things to do rather than sit in my room with a Dr.Pepper and type till my fingers break. I will try to post updates more frequently than I have before.

I was staying with my uncle, Rick Grimes, when the whole world went to shit. It didn't help that before this whole outbreak thing happened he got shot. Grand Theft Auto... at least that's what Aunt Lori told me. I never liked her much, no reason, just didn't like her. Carl on the other hand... man I loved that kid, my favorite cousin... Even if he is twelve. When word got to Atlanta about the whole virus thing, and the dead coming back alive. It was already too late. The streets were full of panic, people getting bitten, Like it was from a movie—a horror one at that.

I was out shopping during this, y'know running some "errands" for Lori... she just wanted me out of the house, or at least that's what I'm betting on. I was shopping for some more toothpaste, toilet paper, y'know normal things, then "CRASH" or "CLASH" ... whatever sound glass makes when it breaks. At first, I thought "HOLY SHIT THIS PLACE IS GETTING ROBBED" except when the store clerk was about to hit the Police Panic Button... The fucker attacked him and began...eating him. At first, I was like what in the cannibalism, but then I saw them. Zombies, The Walking Dead, I don't know, call them whatever. All I can tell you, is that they aren't alive. There must've been at least a dozen (twelve) of them entering through the broken glass window. All of them looked gross, their skin was gray with veins popping out, and their faces... disfigured. I couldn't get a good look at their eyes... But most looked bloodshot, and worst of all... their insides were outside.

I looked over at some guy who was standing in the same aisle as me, also witnessing this happening. I wasn't sure what to believe at this point. As I was looking at the man, both of us, frozen, I thought "This is fake" or "When are the cameras gonna show up and say this is all a joke". But no, this was real, no cameras, no nothing. I finally spoke...

"What the hell is happening..."

The man turned to me, his eyes widened with fear.

"I don't kno-"

I watched him get bitten, I watched him scream in agonizing terror and pain. Once the... whatever the fuck they're called. Once it was done with him, its attention turned to me. It began to limp its way to me, slowly, but it became faster and faster. Til suddenly, It had a shovel in the side of its head. The man came running to me, I was still frozen in shock.

"Are you alright? You're not bitten are you?!" The strange man questioned me, and the kid beside him looked at me, but not normally, he looked at me with... fear. The man began to shake me.

"Are you bitten or not! Answer me or I'll use this shovel on you!" He said, raising the shovel.

That caught my attention, making me quickly face his direction.

"What... no I'm not bitten!" I said waving my hands in front of him.

cringing afterward.

He slowly lowered the spade still clutching onto it, ready to attack. His kid on the other hand kept his Baseball bat raised high.

"Duane... you know they don't talk, lower your weapon." The man ordered his son. The kid just simply nodded.

"Let's get out of here before more come" He ordered, as he began to run out of the store I followed. When we got outside I spoke up...