I walked across the branches of the crowded trees. Listening for anything. Anything at all. But all I got in return was silence. I let a sigh escape my lips as I continued walking across the branches slowly. I haven't ate in days. I can't remember the last time I had water. I looked around when I heard a branch snap. I quickly gripped my only weapon left. An old rusted buck knife.
I crouched down scooting closer to the stem of the tree. I sighed in relief when I saw it was only a little rabbit. I let out something that resembled a slight chuckle. The rabbit froze looking around and sniffing. I froze letting my instinct take over. I looked at the little rabbit. It was small, but so was I. It would make a great meal. I waited until it continued hopping along.
I slowly made my way down the giant tree I was in. I slowly edged my way towards where the rabbit went. I saw it and grabbed my knife. I edged a little closer. I positioned myself to throw the knife and it took off. The second I threw my knife too.
"Dammit." I cursed under my breath. I stood up slightly weak and began walking towards where my knife landed, when I heard the growls. I saw them starting to come from every way. I took off in a sprint towards my knife. I saw my knife and shoved a Biter away from me. Only to have it grab my leg and trip me. I swiftly kicked it in the face breaking free. I grabbed my knife and spun around meeting a nasty fucker right next to me. I quickly brought my knife to his face killing him. I yanked my shirt off quickly leaving me exposed in only a bra. I threw it around a tree and quickly inched myself up the tree. Escaping the biters.
I got about 30 feet in the air when I looked down. I was always afraid of heights. Memories came flooding back. I quickly pushed them down. I noticed all the biters were crowding my tree. I had to hurry and get to a new one. The size of that herd could easily take this tree down. I continued inching up. Until I got to a branch. I swiftly jumped to another tree. Catching myself on a branch by my finger tips. I pulled myself up and began walking the same way I had been.
I continued walking for most of the day, but as the sun began to go down, I decided to look for shelter.
After an hour of searching and no light left, except the glow of the moon. I realized I'd be sleeping in a tree once again. I found two close branches and laid down looking at the stars. I slowly drifted to sleep.
"What the hell do you think you're doing child!?" He screamed.
"I didn't mean to." She said timidly.
"You didn't mean to? Look what you did>" He scolded bringing his hand up only for it to meet her face.
I woke up gasping for air. I looked around trying to calm myself down. After a few minutes of deep breathing I finally calmed down. I looked at the sky, the sun was barley over the horizon. I stood on the branches I slept in and started on my way. Wondering what today would bring.
I walked in the trees most of the day. Only going down for animals. I was becoming desperate. I saw a field in the distance. I didn't know how I felt walking on land. The tree provided camouflage and the biters couldn't get me here. I decided to do it. I walked across fields for 40 or so minutes until a house came into view. I walked in a steady pace until I reached the porch. I slowly made my was to the front door. I banged on the siding quite hard, making quite a lot of noise. I heard a slight growl. I opened the door seeing a single biter. It was male and looked to be in his mid 30's. I ran full force at him shoving my knife in his face, ending his hell. I pulled my knife out and whipped it off on his clothes. I scanned the house for 30 minutes. Finding no food, yet a backpack full of water bottles. I looked through the house seeing it must have just been the man and a teenage child. I found antibiotics in the bathroom along with a half full box of tampons.
I sighed realizing there wasn't any food. I walked to the last door and opened it. I was shocked at the sight of a petite blonde girl and a older man. Both shot in the head. My eyes averted to the mans hand seeing a gun. I quickly went over grabbing it from his hand. I realized it was a Akdal Ghost TR01. I looked and saw two full boxes of ammo and another full one missing two bullets. I quickly loaded the gun putting it in my waistband and putting the ammo in the backpack. I looked through the dresser drawers only finding a small swift army knife which I put in my bra quickly. I sighed and looked around again. I walked to the bathroom and for the hell of it I turned the facet to the sink on. I dropped my knife and jumped back in absolute shock when water rushed out of it.
I regained myself and quickly turned it off. I walked to the shower and turned it on. Seeing water come out of it made something so foreign come to my face. A smirk. I turned it off. I walked to the young girls room. I searched for a while, but finally found a pink hairbrush. Along with a few hair ties. I walked to her closet seeing mostly bright colors. But there was a single pair of ripped skinny jeans. I quickly grabbed them along with a Black tank top.
I walked to the bathroom and set my clothes on the toilet and looked in the mirror. I pulled my dark Brown hair out of the pony tail it was in. I looked at it. It reached my waist almost now. I opened the medicine cabinet and saw a pair of scissors. I took my time making sure each piece was done right. When I finished I looked slightly like my old self. I looked at the shower and sighed. I undressed myself quickly. I walked into the shower turning the facet on.
It felt so weird being in a shower. I grabbed the fruity smelling shampoo and conditioner and rubbed it in my hair. It felt amazing. I washed it all out of my hair, feeling refreshed. I washed my body off with the same shampoo. I saw a razor and looked at it. It looked brand new. I shaved every piece of skin. I felt amazing. The smile on my face felt almost natural. I got out and quickly dried off. I dressed myself in the girls clothes. Which fit quit well.
I walked out of the bathroom smiling. I decided I would go hunting with the gun I found. I had a bright smile on my face passing the dead body on the floor. walking out the front door. I dropped my backpack and yanked my gun out pointing it around looking carefully. I looked down at the small dead rabbit. Obviously fresh. I picked up the small note on it.
"From,
Friends"
"Friends?"
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Walking With Walkers
FanfictionMason has always been alone. Her whole life, Always by herself. She never knew her mother. She was raised by her father. He was the twice as bad as anyone you could imagine. She's been alone almost this whole time. What happens when she stumbles acr...