Living with the dead (walking dead fan fic)

the dead

Chapter uno

I thought about all the people who had lost everything when this out break happened. All the people who watched the families die and become one of 'them'. The dead. It almost made it okay that my family was already dead before all the happened. They didn't have to suffer or become the dead. But I also couldn't help but think 'maybe we all would've survived together' I'd still have my mom my dad and my brother. But at least I still had truffles. He was my white tiger that guarded me with his life. We were a team. And quit frankly he's all the team I needed. Yes he was a different kind of pet but he was amazing at killing zombies and protecting me. God I've been walking for hours. I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. But unlike me my tiger, Truffles is hyper and happy keeping his watch next to me as we walked. I smiled at him as I bent over to pet him rubbing behind his ears.

"Good boy" I whispered to him standing back up, continuing our walk to god knows where. Just when I rounded a tree I ran right smack into someone. I didn't even think I slung my crossbow over my shoulder and aimed it right at the persons face. Only then did I realize it was a kid. But I still didn't pull the arrow away, he could've been some kind of a trap.

"please don't shoot me miss" he said. I sized him up. He was covered in filth like everyone else in this world. But he seemed dirtier than most and he had a hurt arm I could tell 'cause it was bended weirdly. I didn't think he could do me any harm.

"what's your name kid" I asked surprised at how my voice sounded. It had been a while since I had actually talked above a whisper. Well now that I though about it, it had been awhile since I had talk to a human.

"Carl" he said looking around.

"what's wrong?" I asked as he grabbed my hand pulling me with him. He didn't even seem to mid that we were being followed my tiger who was growling uncontrollably at the zombies that I noticed where chasing us.

We ran quickly to a tree and I helped him climb it when he was finally out of reach I turned around to help truffles kill (well re-kill) the zombies. I loaded my arrow and shot and shot four through the heads as truffles took out another three.

Why was this group so big? They never got this big unless they were all being attracted to something large. I grabbed my four arrows and turned to see another two heading towards me. As I was about to attack truffles beat me to it by ripping ones head off and crushing the others with hid paws. I walked over to him and pet his head as he started to enjoy his well earned meal. I didn't mind that truffles ate zombies it was one less mouth for me to feed.

I quickly Walked over to Carl and helped him out of the tree after I inspected him to make sure he didn't have any biten or cutes he hugged me tightly.

"thank you" he said into my stomach

"no problem" I laughed and hugged him back. Wow did I miss human contact. I heard truffles start to growl again and turned prepared to fight again but was surprised when I was got over the head with some hard object. All I remember are muffled whispers and Carl telling them not to hurt me or truffles, as i fell to the ground and everything went black

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I opened my eyes slowly blinded by the lantern light above my. My head was throbbing and pounding with pain as I turned my head to the side and found that I was in a small room. I tried to move my hands to sit up but found that I was tied to what seemed like a doctors table. I tried to fumble with the restraints as best as I could but I was just making my head hurt worse so I gave up. Better to save my strength for later when I might need it more.

"good your awake" said a calming males voice. I looked over to my left to see a tall man with blackish hair with some grey in frosting over it and hazed green eyes. "names Rick, what's yours?" he asked waiting for an answer that i didn't want to give i was still staring at him when I heard another voice from the other side of the room.

"well are 'ye gonna answer him or we gonna have to make you" I look over to the hillbilly in the corner with a brown mop of hair on his head and piercing blue eyes.

"Aingel" I answered. My voice still foreign to me.

"well Aingel you have a group?" Rick asked. I scoffed.

"I haven't had human contact for six months" I spit at them. They were quiet for a while so I decided to speak again "where my tiger?" I heard the hillbilly laugh

" your here strapped to a table and all 'ye care 'bout is a stupid animal"

"He's not stupid! He protects me"

"sure did a good job" he spit back at me. I was about to yell back when Rick interrupted me.

"your.....tiger is fine. May I ask why you have a tiger?" he was seriously asking me for permission! Wow uh okay.

" same reason you have guns. Protection. And you know he's kinda bad ass" I laughed at my own words. Rick laughed to and I think I even heard Mr tough, in the corner stifle a chuckle.

"what's his name?" Rick asked. I really liked Rick he's actually kinda...civilized.

"truffles" I replied. That got the hillbilly laughing pretty hard.

" why the hell would you name a tiger Truffles" but it wasn't really a question. It was more him making fun of me. Rick finally quieted him long enough to say

"well he was dehydrated a little so we gave him some water. We can help you-"

"I don't need help I've survived this long" is said. I didn't know why all of a sudden I got defensive but I felt like I need them to know that I wasn't just some petty little girl that couldn't survive.

"barely" the other guy mumbled under his breath.

"Look we're sorry we harmed you we just need to protect our group. Let us show you we're sorry by feeding you and letting you rest. You look exhausted." I looked at him unsurely so he added "just for tonight please"

"fine" I grumbled as they untied me and Rick tried to help me up but I shrugged him off.

"here" he handed me some pills. "for you head pains" I didn't trust them and I never liked taking medication unless absolutely necessary

"no im fine" I said standing up. I wobbled a little but gained my balance finally.

"okay. Well come on everyone's waiting to meet the girl that owns it he adorable little err big tiger" Rick smiled at me. I returned the smile and walked beside him as the guy in front of us led the way."and by the way that's Daryl dont mind him he's not that bad"rick whispered to me

" sure" I grumbled as we walked into a prison.