Isabelle's POV
Hey. My name is Isabelle Dixon. It's been about 4 years since the world ruined itself. I'm 14 and a murderer. I kill these helpless people all day everyday.
I walk with my 10 year old friend Mason. He's been with me since the beginning. I found him hurt, biters trying to kill him.
I honestly love Mason. He's all I got.
"Where are we going?" Mason asks.
"I don't know" I say under my breath.
"Can we find a house, to rest?"
"If we can find one before dark, sure" I say.
I shoot a biter with my bow and arrow, it falls to the ground. I walk up to it, gripping my arrow and yank it out.
Mason runs up behind me.
"The sun is setting, we should settle before dark" Mason says.
"Ok" I say and plop down my back pack. I dig out a table cloth and put it down. Mason doesn't like sleeping on dirt.
"Collect some sticks for the fire" I say. He nods.
He brings back enough sticks to build a fire. I pull out a match and light a page of an old book.
"Are you ok?" Mason asks me
"No" I say
"What's wrong?"
"I miss my dad"
"What was he like?"
"He had this bad ass attitude, but a nice side. He taught me how to use my bow and arrow. He took care of me after my mom passed. He was the only one that cared" I say, wiping a tear from my eye.
"I miss my brother" he says
"What was he like?" I ask
"He was nice and protective. He played basket ball with me. He fed me and took me places. I miss him more then anything. I know he's dead. He sacrificed his life for me."
"I don't know if my dad is dead" I say
"How did you separate?" Mason asks
"Uncle Merle beat me, told me I was useless, so I ran" I tell him
Ricks POV
I walk through the woods, heading towards the prison. Daryl and Michonne following behind.
"Did ya hear that?" Daryl asks.
"Hear what?" Michonne asks
"Talkin', Is someone following us?" Daryl asks.
We look around for a while.
Daryl motions us to come over. We carefully walk over and see two kids at a fire talking.
"Merle was a bad man." The older girl says
"Merle was your dad or your moms brother" the boy asks.
"He was a Dixon," the girl says.
Daryl jumps in.
"What do you know about Merle Dixon?" Daryl asks, hovering over the girl. She pulls out a gun and aims it at his head.
"I know he's a jerk," she says.
"Daryl, back up" I say.
"Daryl, as in Daryl Dixon?" The girl asks.
"Huh?" Daryl says.
"It's Isabelle, your daughter, Isabelle Karine Dixon" she says
The little boy runs up to Daryl.
"This is you dad?" He asks. She nods.
"Isabelle" Daryl mumbles. The girl runs up to him and hugs him. Surprisingly, he hugs back.
"I thought you were dead" Isabelle says.
"I thought you were dead" Daryl says.
"You look different" she says.
"I hate to interrupt, but there's walkers coming."
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Daughter of a Dixon
Fanfiction"Everything works out the way it's supposed to" The Walking Dead
