Lost & Found (Walking Dead FanFic)

Chapter 1

This is about Pandora Pierce (Pan), she wakes up after a huge house party only to find out its the zombie Apocalypse, so her, her brother sol and close friends decide to hit the road to Atlanta where they meet Glenn who take them back to his camp, where she meets the rude and gruff Daryl Dixon. Romance/Drama/Horror/bad language

I do now own the walking dead or its characters all i own are Pandora, sol, reed, scott, lexi, duke, lily, and jude.

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Chapter 1

A Party to remember.

“Yo Pan get your ass up”

I groan and burry my head in my pillow and that’s when my dumb ass so called best friend and brother steals my pillow and hits me on the head with it

“Sol what the fuck, I have the biggest hangover in hangover fucking history so why am I awake at” I turn over to look at the alarm clock “AT 8AM” I shout then wince remembering the headache,

I look back at sol who has a shit eating grin on his face “can’t sleep c’mon I’ll make you a cup of tea”

“urgh fine” I ungracefully fall out of bed, Sol leans down and helps me up. As we wonder down stairs I see the after effects of the crazy party we had for ourselves, Sol invited me to his friends lake house he’s on the college football team and he wanted his wingman since some sorority bimbo’s were coming too or as I like to call them, football groupies.

 His team mate Scott Little has parents who are stinking rich, they have houses everywhere so since his parents never use the lake house he invited the whole football ream and sister sorority to his house to party for the summer, he was rude, arrogant and stuck up, he also thinks he's a god.

Me and Sol have been best friends since we were 8 years old That was when his Momma and daddy adopted me, My birth mom was dating some dude in a band I think he’s my dad but I was just a kid when she dragged me along on tour to America with them from England I had only been there a year when she overdosed on drugs that’s when social services picked me up, and the social worker happened to be Jules Sols momma she saved me from being stuck in the foster system and raised me like I was her own baby girl, of course me and Sol being the same age didn’t matter to him he took the role as big brother seriously.

 Sol being a football player of course would be crazy tall and be well built he has dark skin since momma Jules is from Jamaica and pop is from our home town Georgia, he taught us how to hunt and shoot we used to go camping with him a lot Momma Jules tried to keep me somewhat girly too like buying me pretty dresses when really i just like my skinny ripped jeans and band T's but some of my tattoo's are a little girly like i have black and grey Bird it starts in the centre of my ribs with its wings streched out curving under my breasts, i have a dream catcher just below my neck on my spine, a wolf girl on my outer thigh and a sparrow on my forearm with the date of my adoption oh and i ting lilac gem stud in my nose.

I sat on the couch while I waited for Sol to make the tea, I picked up the TV flicker to keep me distracted, on every station was the news the last time they did that the only time when they do this means something really bad, I turned up the volume as Sol strolled in with my tea along with some of his buddies, all used to being early risers due to practices poor buggers, they all took a seat around me yapping until I shushed them pointing at the TV

“Breaking news, for those who are just tuning in there is a wide spread panic due to a deadly outbreak, a sickness which has reported to lead to death yet those who have died from the sickness woke up minutes after to become violent and mindless just takes one bite or scratch from them for you to become infected if you see one do not I repeat, do not hesitate to kill it aim for the head.