Carl
Sophia and I are doing our lessons. Mom and Carol say that we need to keep up with them so that we won't be too far behind in school when this all blows over. Sophia and I think that it's kinda stupid. This probably won't blow over.
A zipper noise sounds, and Amy ducked out of the tent that they put the new girl in. Daryl and Andrea had gone hunting, when they came running back. Daryl was carrying her, bridal style, when Amy ran over. Mom led me away then, and all I heard was shouting. Then they put her in the tent.
Amy walked over to us. "Lori, Carol, if it's alright, can I take Sophia and Carl to go meet Isabelle?" Amy asks. Mom says, "Isabelle, huh? So that's her name? Well, is fine with me. Carol?" Carol just nods. We stand up and trot over to the tent. Amy opens the flap, and we go inside.
A girl, she looks about eleven, a year younger than me, is laying inside. She has long blonde hair, tan skin. She's, well, pretty. "Hi," Sophia says, smiling happily. "Hi." The girl says. She smiles back. So, how old are you? Sophia asks. "I'm eleven, you?" She replies. "Same!" Sophia squeals.
"What's your name?" I ask. She looks at me. "Isabelle," she replies. "I'm Carl," I say. Her eyes flit over me. "Hi, Carl." she says. She sits up. "So, what were you just doing?" She asks. "School work." Sophia says. I roll my eyes. "That's stupid. Schoolwork in the middle of a zombie apocalypse?" She says, frowning and tilting her head.
We all three walk out. Mom looks up. "Hi, Isabelle, nice to meet you." Mom says. "Hi..... uh..." Isabelle trails off, clearly not sure what to call my mom. "Lori." Mom says. "Lori. Hi, Lori." Isabelle says, clearly relieved. "This is Carol, Sophia's mom." Mom says. Isabelle nods at Carol.
Mom begins to point around camp,"Shane, our leader, Carl's fathers best friend, he got us out. Ed, Carols husband, and Sophia's father. Andrea, Amy's sister. Born twelve years apart. Dale, the oldest here, that's his RV and fishing gear. Daryl and Merle Dixon. Stay away from Merle, he's a little rough. Jackie, T Dogs girlfriend. That's T Dog, over there. And Jim." "Sophia," Carol said. "Why don't you, Carl, and Isabelle go play in the dirt over there?" She glanced at mom. Mom nodded.
Isabelle
After Lori, Carl's mom, told me who every one was, Carol suggested that is kids go play in the dirt. We walked over and sat down. Sophia and Carl exchanged a look. "What?" I asked them. Sophia sighed. "My daddy... Mom calls him abusive." She said. "My dad's dead." Carl said. "Oh. I guess you two are lucky." I said. "Now, why's that?" Carl asked sharply. "Because. I walked in on two walkers eating my parents. I had to kill my parents." I say, looking at the ground. "Oh." Carl and Sophia say together. Wet make dirt piles for a while.
Then we hear footsteps. We look up. Merle Dixon is approaching us. "Hey, lil' sugar. Wanna come a hunting' with me?" He says, looking at me. He's quite tall, and stinks. I stand up tall. "No, thanks. I'm not afraid of you." I say, looking him straight in the eyes. He chuckles. "Well, looks like miss sugar tits got some balls." He says, add he reaches for me. I draw my knife, and give him a clean cut among his forearm. He makes a wild lunge for me, and I give him a nice kick to the nose. He backs up, holding his nose in surprise, which is now bleeding.
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The Walking Dead Season 1
FanfictionThis only happens in books, movies, and video games. The apocalypse isn't real. Until one day, it is, leaving a ten year old girl, Isabelle Elizabeth Thompson, to face a world that leaves no room for weakness. [Book one in The Walking Dead series. C...