Strange Desires (Rick Grimes & Daryl Dixon Love Triangle)

Chapter 1: Welcome

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Death. Death would be the first word that would come to mind if someone asked me describe the world you live in. It is everywhere, I guess it has always been, but now it is more clear. You have two options now-a-days, you fight or you die. There is no way around that. These dead things that rule the earth, they were once just like me. A human. Then the infection out-broke and the fever hit and it was all hell from there.

I remember watching the last video the CDC ever put out, "We will fight this disease till the end and we will find a cure before it is too late. We are sorry." It is too late. It is way too late, for all I know I am the only one alive on this dead planet. I refuse to believe it.

Out there somewhere on this rotten earth is my little brother. I don't know where exactly but that is what I am trying to figure out. He has to be out there, because he is the only thing keeping me from putting a bullet through my brain.

The streets of Atlanta are alive with the dead. I dodged them by cutting through allies. For once the priority is not finding my brother it is finding a place to sleep and food to eat. I peaked my head around the corner of the two buildings to make sure the streets were clear. Surprisingly they were. My leather boots stomped on the cold hard pavement. Stains of blood cover the gray pavement. I feel bad for all those people who died in the early outbreaks. They didn't know what was happening and they didn't know they would be back.

I kicked a pebble across the road. I felt my leg for the only weapon I have, a pocket knife. It is there latched on my leg like usual. It is the only protection I have and only thing I have left from my old life, other than a few photographs and clothes. I pull it out and smile when I see my Dad's initials are still carved into it.

When I was young, about 15, my dad was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. We tried everything to make him stay but he kept saying "if god wants me in Heaven I shall be in Heaven." He died when I was 17. My mom was so broken. My mom overdosed on drugs 3 years after because she just couldn't handle it. She couldn't handle living her life without her life partner. I took care of my brother, Charlie who was 9 at the time. My older brother was MIA ever since my dad died. He left for college and I guess, never looked back.

"Wooo!" I heard someone yell in complete joy. I spun around quickly to find a young Asian kid fist pumping as he sped down the street which lead to the highway. I try to wave my hand but he is to far away to see me now. At my surprise, I laughed as he sped past me. I guess some people can still find happiness in the world. It's good to know I am not the only one here, too.

I walked up the highway. My feet were tired from all the walking and running and personally I was tired. I want to go home and crash on my bed like I use to do. My stomach growled very loudly signalling I need food. I took off my brown leather jacket and put it in my small bag. It only consisted of a black leather jacket, photographs, a few more undergarments, a few shirts and jeans. I saw smoke on the top of a mountain that overlooked a lake. People. Refuge.

I made my way up the grassy mountain. I expected each new step my legs would give out, but they didn't. I could smell fresh soup. My mouth watered as I came to the top of the hill. I saw a light through the branches of the surrounding trees. I moved the branches around to see a group of people huddled around a campfire. Happy. Smiling. I took another step which made a stick break. The group shot up. A man pulls his silver pistol out and began to near me.

I take another step to completely come into view. He lowered his weapon as he studied my figure. The rest of the group started to huddled around me. Lights of flashlights blinded me. I raised my arm to block the light from my eyes. The same man was pushing down every flashlight.