In love with the man with the crossbow

Chapter 1 - Falling

• Photo above is what Violet looks like •

Chapter 1 -

I was walking.
As usual.

The forest stretched ahead of me for miles, the same trees and rocks surrounded me for what seemed like an eternity.

I had been on my own since my group left me, or more like abusers, left me beaten on the side of the rode with my bag of possessions and food for a week.

I had stumbled upon them a few weeks after the breakout.
They seemed nice, a group consisting of all guys and about 3 girls.

What I didn't know was that they we're purely evil, beating me to a pulp and then leaving me for dead.

I nursed myself back to health and put on a brave face.
This new world wouldn't get the best of me and I knew I would survive.

I flipped my long messy redhair into a pony tail, and shifted my duffle bag to a more comfortable place on my back.

My folks had died at the beginning of the outbreak. It hurt everyday knowing they were gone.
But luckily before hell hit the fan, I was able to get all the most important possessions my family owned. We weren't rich growing up and only had little that meant something to us. By having it with me it gave me a reminder that life was still present and not to forget the wonderful times I had with my mom and dad and little sister.

I was getting tired though.
Being alone put more strain on me since I had to defend myself and didn't have anyone to help me.
Food was also scarce. I wasn't much good at hunting and I had recently ran out of bullets in my gun.
I only had my dads machete with me to defend myself.

As I silently walked along, I heard a noise all to familiar to me now.

Walkers.

I yanked my dad's machete out and turned around to see at least 20 walkers behind me.

I silently panicked and ran as fast as I could Through the trees.

Up ahead I noticed a large oak that had good branches to climb.

I stood at the base of it, the walkers a few yards behind and tossed my bag up.
I grabbed the nearest branch and hoisted my ass up the tree and put the duffle back on my back.

I ignored the tree digging into my palms and continued climbing as high as I could go.

Midway through I stopped and rested on a branch, watching the herd of walkers walk by my tree and keep going, on their silent march to wherever their distention was.

"This seriously isn't anything like the video games.", I laughed to myself.

I rested for awhile and slowly my eyelids slid down.

As I dreamed I felt as if I was falling, falling through darkness.

But then I heard a strange, rough voice awakening me from my slumber.

"Ye girl up there, ye alive?", the rough voice said.

And From months of not hearing a voice other than snarls, I fell in shock out of the tree, my duffle still on my back, down to the ground of the forest.

Stunned I let out a scream for I had landed my ankle on a rock, breaking my ankle for sure.

The world rushed around me fast and I passed out, the last thing I saw was a Asian boy and a dirty man with a crossbow.

- END OF CHAPTER 1 -