Emma's Side of The Walking Dead

CHAPTER 1, HELP EMMA PLEASE

~Emmas POV~

"Please help me? I need help!" I desperately asked as a man held a gun my head.

"Dad, put the gun down!" A young boy demanded of his father. "I'm Carl. And this is my dad Rick." Carl introduced.

"Hey... I'm Emma..." I timidly introduced. 

Impolitely and out of nowhere, Rick popped up in front of me.

"How many walkers have you killed?" In my head, I had no clue what he meant by walkers. But he obviously meant those things.

"I-I don't know..." I paused nervously. "I've only been alone for a little amount of time. But if I had to put a number out there, I'd say a dozen or so."

"How many people have you killed?" Rick asked me.

"None. My father taught me that killing the living was wrong." I explained.

"Why?" Rick finally asked.

"I wasn't raised to kill." I informed.

"Well, in this world, you have to kill." Rick told me.

"I know that. I know that now, anyways." I looked down.

"What's your story?" He asked.

What is with all of these questions?

"I-I don't know what you mean.." I added, hiding my secret panic.

"Everyone comes from somewhere. Where does your story begin?" He explained.

"My mom was pregnant when this whole thing started. And when she was in the middle of birthing my baby sister, it ate out of her. We didn't know, but the baby died inside of her, and came back. A little bit later after that, my dad went missing from my uncles farm. My cousins watched over me as my uncle searched for my father. But Hershel--" I quickly cut myself off to correct myself. "Sorry, my uncle never found him. So the Greene's became my second family. We were pretty sure my father killed himself or got eaten alive. But after suffering in depression for a long period of time, I felt like I had to look for him by myself. So I left in the middle of the night with nearly no food and only a knife. I almost was bitten, but I saw this van and ran inside. So, here I am." I told.

"Well, I can't take you in." Rick sternly added, opening the van door.

I slightly moved, showing that I was getting out. Carl out his hand in front of me, making it so I couldn't get out of the vehicle.

"You are not going out there alone. She's coming with us, dad." Carl insisted.

"I need to talk to you real quick, Carl." Rick said as he and Carl got out of the van.

Narrators POV

"We can't bring her. She could be Dangerous." Rick explained.

Dad! She's just a girl. She'll die out there!" Carl yelled at me.

"She's survived pretty da** well by herself so far." Rick said.

"We never know what will come tomorrow. We could even die." Carl explained. "And how could a girl my age be dangerous?"

"I don't know, Carl. I'm just trying to keep you safe and happy." Rick explained to Carl.

"If you want to keep me happy, you'll take Emma with us." Carl negotiated.

Out of nowhere, they heard snarling in the short distance.

"Carl, go get Emma, and follow me. You and her kill all the walkers that come close."

Carl ran over to the van, opening the door. He grabbed Emma's hand, pulling her outside.

"Come on Emma! We have to go!" Carl said.

As Carl and Emma ran around the small herd, Carl suddenly tripped over a rock, and a walker fell right on top of him. The walker was chomping at Carl's face. It nearly bit him. Emma saved Carl's life by shooting the walker in the forehead. Carl had a surprised expression on his face as he looked at me. Emma helped him off the ground, running toward Rick.

We finally made it into the peaceful woods. There were no walkers for miles. It was quiet for a while, until Rick spoke up.

"So about your uncles and cousins. You mentioned that their last names were Greene." Rick said, trying to reassure himself.

"Yes. It's my last name too." Emma revealed.

"We knew someone with that last name. He was a good man."

"What were their names?" Emma asked.

"Hershel. And a woman named Maggie and her sister Beth were his daughters." Rick told Emma.

"Wait. Hershel, Maggie and Beth?!" Emma paused. "That's my family."

***

After hours of shocking news and walking, Emma, Rick and Carl made it to where Carl and Rick had been staying.

Emma opened the door to the house, immediately being aimed at with a sword. It was a woman with dreads. She had dark skin. Accompanied by a katana.

Carl came rushing through the door.

Emma POV

"Michonne! Stop! She's good. I promise." Carl pleaded. The woman named Michonne lowered her sword and walked away. I ran up the stairs to see if there were any beds up there. I ended up finding one, and crashing onto it. I layed there, in deep thought.

Maggie and Beth are still alive. They're safe and I know it. I refuse to believe anything else. Quickly, I fell asleep.

***

I woke up in the middle of the night to pounding on the doors. I jumped up, not feeling groggy at all, due to my fear. I ran down the stairs. About to open the door to kill them, I felt a tug on my shoulder.

"No Emma. It's too dangerous." I pushed Carl back.

"Well, it's more dangerous to just leave them there!" I yelled at him.

"I'll do it myself." Carl insisted.
"No!" I held tightly onto his shoulder. Carl and I were both to bossy for each other. Carl opened the door, then suddenly screaming.
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Update 10/19/16, Hey everyone I just want to say everyone is so annoyed about the next chapters and how bad the grammar mistakes are or the stupid things I typed but I'm in 9th grade now, when I started this was in 6th grade so yes I'm sorry and I'm in the middle of editing everything but I've been super busy and I'm sorry so just pleas ignore a mistake if you see it I'm working on it, truth me once you get in the chapters 25 and up they are really good and this story is really good trust me and if anyone wants  to help edit if you have really good books I'll be willing to dm you the chapters and you can edit I will give a shoutout to you every chapter u edit anyway thanks! Love you XOXO❤️💗❤️