Carl: You were walking alone in the streets. You were 14 years old. You lost your family. You had no idea where they were. Dead or alive. You walked through a drug store quietly. You saw a man with a crossbow and an Asian guy. You took your gun out,but it dropped. They both turned around pointing their weapons towards you. You held your arms up while rolling your eyes. You were a smart ass. You couldn't help it. ''Whats your name?'' The guy with the crossbow asked. ''Aren't you gonna kill me?'' You said quietly while smirking. ''Dude, don't kill a little girl.'' The asian said. ''HEY! I'm 14...but my name is (Y/N).'' You said putting your arms down. They put their weapons down. ''3 questions. 1. How many walkers have you killed? 2. How many people? ...and why?'' The guy with the crossbow asked you. ''Too many to count. 3 dudes because they tried to kill me.'' You said. ''Well, come on. Follow us. I'm Daryl and this is Glenn.'' Daryl said. You knew you could trust them because if they were bad they would have already killed you. You got to this prison gate while following Glenn and Daryl. ''Daryl! Who is this?'' The cute boy with a sheriffs hat on asked. ''I'm (Y/N).'' You said reaching you hand out for a handshake. He accepted and smiled at you. ''Wow... I'm Carl. Let me show you were you'll be staying.'' He whispered only for you to hear. You blushed and followed him inside the prison.
Daryl: You knew Daryl before all of this happened. You were 16 years old and you had just moved. Your parents were annoyed with you, so they told you to go on a walk. You walked out the door and looked up seeing a really cute boy walking too. He looked at you and grinned. ''You must be new to this place. I'm Daryl.'' He said as you walked off the porch. ''I'm (Y/N).'' You said smiling. You both started walking together. That was the start of your friendship until Daryl turned 18 and moved away. You got really sad and you were never the same person. Until the shit hit the fan. You were welcomed to the group because your cousin Andrea. You saw a guy with a crossbow. He reminded you of him. ''Andrea. Who's that?'' You asked pointing to the guy with the crossbow. ''That's Daryl Dixon.'' She said. You walked closer to him. ''Daryl. I knew it was you.'' You said smiling. He turned to you and grinned the same way he did years ago. ''How could I forget that beautiful face. (Y/N). I've missed you.'' He said walking up to you. You hugged him. You missed your best friend. You were glad you had him again.
Rick: You were in the prison before they got there because your brother was suppose to be at the prison, but they told you he had died. You were walking to the cafeteria ,but you stopped because you heard people in the cafeteria talking. It wasn't the prisoners. You walked in slowly. They all looked at you. You held your hand up. ''Shes cool. She was looking for her brother, but her brother died.'' Oscar said. They put their weapons down as you put your hands down. ''I'm Rick. Are they good people?'' Rick asked as he pointed to the inmates. You shrugged. ''I'm (Y/N). I should get back clearing out the prison.'' You said. ''Okay that sounds like a good idea. Daryl and I will help.'' Rick said. You nodded and you all walked out the cafeteria doors with your new group.
Glenn: You were in a pharmacy looking for antibiotics for your cut leg. You heard someone walk in. You snuck around the corner and saw a cute asian guy. You held your gun up in front of him. ''Wow, wow, wow. Don't shot. I have a group. I see you're hurt. I can take you to get fixed. We have a doctor. I'm Glenn." He said. ''No, I'll be fine.'' You said putting your gun down. ''No. I cant just leave a pretty girl here to die!'' He said. You chuckled and rolled your eyes. ''How do I know you're not just trying to kill me?'' You said. ''If I was. I would have already done it. Come on. Follow me please.'' He said. You nodded and followed him out the door.
Ron: You came with Rick's group. Deanna was showing your group around. You walked by the lake. "Why aren't you with your group?" A boy with a beanie said walking up to you. "Wanted to be away for awhile." you said looking at the water. "I'm Ron." The boy said. "(Y/N)." You said giving a weak smile. "Do you like your group?" Ron asked. "I don't know. I like Daryl and Carol, but I barely know the rest of them. They found me at my foster home." You said. You were a foster child before all of this. Ron and you talked for hours and became really good friends.
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FanfictionI do Carl, Rick, Daryl, Enid, Ron, and Glenn. I will add more if you would like! <3 I take request also!! Don't be shy!
