Walking The Dead Path! (A Daryl and Merle Dixon Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

~Skylar P.O.V.~

"Becca! Get ya ass over here!" I yell at my twin sister, she slowly walking over with her bow and arrow ready, I hold my katana in my right hand dripping of those damn zombies blood. I spit on the ground, "who ever did this I'm going to kill them!" Becca walk over toward the truck, strip clean and fast! I look in the glove box, my gun was gone but not my picture. I stare at the picture for a long time. I got out, "lets go home, tell Mr. Smith what happen to his truck" I roll my eyes, both of us hated our adopted parents. Mr. Smith is a science and his wife is a doctor. They got so rich they bought a huge land build three tall building like from the city with 200 rooms with everything in them. 15 wells that hold 50,000 gallons of water, couple more building for random shit, underground office and lab for Mr. Smith. A farm with tons of animals, power run by the sun because Mr. Smith believe in that save the earth stuff and a garden but we are ok with that good thing to cause they believe in this end of the world crap from kids. We hate them cause they hated how we are. Young adult who love to hunt and fish, play in the mud, ain't to get dirty for nothing girls. Our old friends use to call us 'The Redneck Bitch' cause we tell it like it is. Our adopted parents wanted us to be lawyers or doctor or some kind of money maker type. Money ain't good if the world ended. They told I have to be more mature since I'm 7 mins. older then Becca. Funny we never got to see our mother, she died giving birth to us. Our birth dad was a marine, he died fighting cross seas. I was born with one blue and one brown eye, I dye my hair bright red, long not tall but an inch taller then my sister, pale well i can never get tan some odd reason. My twin, well she different long dark brown hair that look black, light blue crystal eyes, tan and very very pretty.

"Alright," I said and off to highway 85.

We reach highway 85, sun was burning us up. "Sky look" I look toward the way she pointing. A man on a horse, I try not to laugh. "You two? Are you two going to...." I cut him off, "no, we don't like the city we heading home. If you need help or anything come by and we will help" we told how to get to our 'house' and he said thank and he have to look for his wife and son. I felt Becca eyes on me, nice to know a man will not stop for nothing to find his family. We turn around and head off.

Days past, I lay on my bed and I can hear the kids out side playing. We let families live here, nice to know they ain't heartless. I turn toward my side and seen my picture. My picture of my wedding day, when the outbreak happen he went to help and never came back. Part of me say he is dead but the other say he is alive. I heard a knock on my door, me and Becca live in the same apartment that what we can call them. "How you doing?" Becca said.

"Sick"

"What wrong? Is it something we cook?"

"No, just sick of him not being here" I look over toward her, "I miss him" she look down, I know she don't understand. I was the first one married right after high school. She had crushes and boyfriend but she never really like him since that day he slap her. She send him to the hospital with broken nose, arm and leg. I would much worst but I know she can handle her self. Then we both heard a knock, we look at the door Mr. Smith came in "Sky and Becca there is a group here saying you told them to come here?" I jump out of the bed, we both know that only one we told was that man. We ran to the gated fence, yeah they didn't put up a wall but this place is well protected. We seen that man and more people behind him. "Sorry to bother you but we need help."