Runaway Home - The Walking Dead, Fan-fiction (soon to be 3rd & final edit!)

Chapter 1: Bite Me!

"This place has been cleaned out..."

"Mmhm, do you have the feeling we're being watched?" Daryl grumbled softly

"uh... are we?"

"not sure just, feels like we're not alone"

'You'd be right about that..' Amber hung upside down in the tree bow trained on Dixon 

THWACK!

"Son of a ...!" Arrow hits him in his right ass cheek...

A thud as Amber jumped to the floor with Doe-Ku barking on the other side of them. Distracted by the confusion Amber lands a punch in Aaron's face grabbing his gun, and aims it at Daryl. "Hand it over... Your bow, hand it over! And you, drop the bag." she gestured to them to get on their knees and told them to put their hands on their head.

"Good boy.." Amber purred at Daryl finally throwing down his bow "Any sudden moves and well you'd be dead dead! Ya get me?!"

"Who the hell are you..!" Daryl snarls

"I'm the one who's holding an gun at your head! you do as I tell you..! & don't speak until your spoken to...!" She gave a short whistle "Ku, come 'ere, keep an eye on them. 'Specially that one!" She says pointing to Daryl while munching on food from Aaron's backpack. Ku was a Wolf hybrid, standing twice the size of your average domestic, Like one of Sherlock Holmes' Wolf of the Baskaviles. Daryl glared at her stuffing her face, it was clear she hadn't eaten for days.

"That one, Has a Name!" Daryl snarled.

"That one, needs to shut his smart mouth!" Amber wasn't prepared to deal with a smart-ass she was too hungry. Daryl just scowled at her, his blue eyes met her brown eyes which appeared dark and cold.

Aaron considering her to be somewhat harmless brake worse than her bite? but none the less spoke in a hesitant voice "My names Aaron, & this, this is Daryl... We're not going to harm you, we're not a fret, honest...! We have food, shelter, a safe community, your welcome to come back with us.."

"...but why, would I want to go with you?" Amber questioned not satisfied with just the thought of food and shelter, Despite her hunger! Everything had a catch, a price.

"ugh, .." Aaron stumped looks at Daryl who was still glaring up at Amber "why not, I mean who'd want to stay out here alone...?"

"Man, she don't wanna come. should just leave the stupid bitch here..." Daryl hissed

"your not exactly very convincing... You 2 make a habit of taking in strays..." she asked rhetorically. Ignoring Daryls comment.

"Its not safe to be out here alone ya know. Ambushing us like this wasn't exactly a smart move..."

"Says the one with an Arrow in his ass!" Daryl scowled at her quick wit, annoyed with himself for letting her get the dope on them.

"should aim for the head next time...!"How the hell didn't I hear her coming?

"Wait, your not planing on killing us are you..?" Aaron holding his hands in-front of him concern spreading across his face as Amber stopped what she was doing.

"I hadn't thought of that, give me a reason not to ... Go on." Amber crouches looking Aaron dead in the eye menacingly, making Aaron nervous. Watching him sweat for a minuet then giving a small laugh more like a soft grunt, she smirked and backed off. Aaron let out a sign of relief.

"Look.. There's another group out here, they call themselves The Saviour's. They're dangerous people"

Getting up "So hows this my problem?" Amber scoffed continuing to rummage through the bag.

"Their leader, Negan he's killed a number of our group, friends, family making demands on our supplies we can't meet..."

Amber stops what she's doing "What, was that name again..?" Staring back at Aaron she managed to keep her voice in calm & neutral tone despite alarm bells ringing in her head. Heart pounding in her chest.

"Argh, Negan..." Aaron puzzled looks nervously to Daryl

"Someone you know..?" rasps Daryl, Amber doesn't reply

She packs up to leave. "Ku, c'mon"

"You'r just, leaving? Wait...! If you know him maybe you can help us get rid of him.." Aaron grasping at strews.
"You can't be serious, for all we know she could be one of them.." Daryl groans arrow still in his ass.
Amber snaps, Adrenaline rushing through her veins. Grabbing Dixon she pins him against a tree "I could say the same about you!" Fire raged in her eye's, Wow what the hell ... Daryl's stomach did a double somersault.

"You like him that much huh? ...feelings mutual." Raising his voice at Amber with what sounds like anger. She glares at him, before letting him go & pulling the arrow out of Daryl's right butt cheek, he winces slightly "Arh, Thanks.."

"Bite Me." Amber hissed. Daryl raised his eyebrows then frowned at her. Daryl stayed quiet Amber havin just left him feeling sightly more speechless than normal "I know where your camp is. Honestly you'd be better off with out me there." she turns to leave, stops pauses then "Do you really think you can rid of him. For good I mean?"

Aaron "we need to try"

Amber takes a second looking at the weapons in her hands, giving Aaron a nod she holds out their weapons "Here...."

"Wait" Daryl held his arm out stopping Aaron from moving too close. "How many people have you killed?"

"Too Many to count... You have a problem with that?"

"Why did you kill them?"

"Because they were asking for it..!" Amber said bluntly giving Daryl a death stare "Look.. I'll help you, but you keep me out of sight from Negan. Names Amber by the way. That's Doe-Ku." Aaron holds out his hand to shake her in appreciation Amber hesitates for a second,"If its all the same, I'd rather not.. no offence."

"how did you know about Alexandria?"

"I stumbled across it once, watched people come and go.. Decided to keep on walking"

"Why,"

"Just, better off that way..." Aaron gave her a questioning look once more"People usually means trouble... Something I'd like to avoid."