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I'm Kate Jensen. I was just a toddler when the world went to shit. I was with my parents and older brother, but now I'm alone. I was eight years old when I lost them. We were stuck in a church, the geeks coming in every direction. My mother and brother were ripped apart. My father tried to save me and we ended up getting away. But he later showed me that he was bitten. I still remember what he told me that night.

Flashback

"Kate sweetie, you have to go on without me." I shake my head, confused and scared. He hands me his hunting knife and sits against a tree. "I've been bitten. There's nothing you can do. Just go. Survive this cruel world and never forget us." Tears stream down my cheeks and I quickly wipe them away, taking his gun from him. "I promise daddy. I-I love you." He nods and shuts his eyes, breathing slowly. I stand up and start walking, not turning back and not wiping the tears away.

End of Flashback

I shake my head of those memories and sigh. I've been alone for a long while now, maybe...ten years? I don't even know anymore. I walk lightly on my feet while following some tracks. I found a bow when I thirteen or so and familiarized myself with it. Now, it's what I use to hunt, along with the hunting knife my father gave me.

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I see my deer and aim at it, breathing in and holding my breath. Then, I let the arrow loose, hitting the deer in the side, close to the neck. But it's not enough to kill it, seeing as it runs away. "Dammit." I quietly follow the blood trails and tracks until I see it again. I crouch down and pull another arrow out, aiming it at the head of the deer. I hold my breath as I let the arrow fly, hitting the deer. It falls to the ground and I stand up, running over to it. I pull out my hunting knife and get closer to the deer. Seeing that it's dead, I put my knife back in its holster. A twig snapping catches my attention and I pull an arrow out, getting ready to shoot whatever is near me. I turn around and search for anything or anybody.

Another twig snaps behind me and I turn around seeing a man and woman. The woman has a sword and the man has a gun. I aim at the man and glare at the two. "Who are you?" The woman glares back at me while the man takes a step forward. "Stay back. I will not hesitate to put this arrow between your goddamn eyes." He takes a step back and puts his hands up. "We won't hurt you. We were just hunting." I scoff and harden my glare. "Huntin' with a sword and gun? Ya'd have ta be the stupidest people 'round if ya think yer catchin' anythin' with those." The man nods and puts his gun in its holster on his hip. He motions for the woman to do the same with her sword and she reluctantly does.

"What's your name?" I keep my aim on the man. "Tell me y'alls first." The man nods and gives me a smile. "I'm Aaron and this is Michonne." I look from the woman to the man and then put my bow on my back. "What do y'all want?" Aaron looks at my deer and shake my head. "No. This is mine, I shot it." He nods and thinks before speaking again. "How about this. You give us your deer and we give you some supplies." I cross my arms over my chest. "What kinda supplies?" He looks at Michonne for a second and then answers me. "Anything really; medicine, water." I think about his offer for a few minutes and then look at my deer.

"Ya got any arrows? I'm gettin' low." Aaron smiles again. "Yeah, why don't you come with us and we can-" I cut him off. "I ain't goin' nowhere with y'all. Ya go get the stuff and bring it back, then y'all can have the deer." Aaron looks at Michonne and she shakes her head. "Why y'all need this deer anyways?" Aaron sighs. "Because, we have children that need food. You could join-" I shake my head, interrupting him again. "No. Jus' take the damn deer an' leave me 'lone." I move away from the deer and let Aaron pick it up. He looks at me and sighs, shaking his head. I watch as they leave and then walk back towards my house. I found a little cabin a while ago and have been living in it. That deer would've lasted me through the winter. 

*At The Cabin*

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*At The Cabin*

I barricade the door and sigh. I couch a few times and my eyes water. I wipe my eyes and sniffle, wiping my nose. I set my bow on the table in the living room and start a fire in the fireplace. I suddenly feel a headache coming on and start coughing again. I sit on the couch and start cleaning my arrows. *Lil Skip* I'm outside trying to track a rabbit, but this damn snow is getting thicker and thicker. And I can't seem to stop coughing. "Fuck it." I turn around and try to find my way back towards my house but I can't seem to see two feet ahead of me. Sudden;y, my vision becomes blurry and my breath becomes heavier.

All of a sudden, I fall to the ground and don't have the energy to get back up. I see somebody coming towards me and I try to move to defend myself but can't. "N-No. Please." Then, everything goes black.


*At Alexandria*


I wake up with a pounding headache and sit up, looking around. I'm in a bedroom? I look around and see the my bag and weapons are gone. All except my hunting knife. I get out of the bed and go to the door, peaking out and seeing nobody. I take my knife out and exit the room, shutting the door behind me. I walk for a little bit until I hear voices coming in my direction. I quickly hide around a corner and peak out, seeing a mean with messy brown hair talking with another man that has a grayish beard and brown hair. I grip my knife tightly and watch as they enter the room I was just in.

The man with the beard comes running out and goes to the exit. I slowly go back to the room I saw in and see the messy haired man looking in a closet. I run towards him and he turns around quickly. I jump on him and try stabbing him, put he's stronger than me. He knocks my knife out of my hand and I punch him, causing him to stumble back and let me go. I punch him again and then run for my knife. I'm tackled suddenly and turned around. I headbutt the man and flip us so that I'm on top. I grab the gun from his hip and click the safety off, holding it against his temple. "Ya motherfucker. Where the hell am I?" He grunts and looks behind me. I quickly grab my knife and hold it against his throat, turning and pointing the gun at the door. The man with the beard and a few other people are with him.

I push my knife harder against the man underneath me and glare at the people in the doorway. "Somebody better tell me where the fuck I am 'fore I cut his throat open." The man with the beard puts his gun down and kicks it to the side, putting his hands up. "I'm Rick. Daryl found ya in the woods. He brought you here...this is Alexandria." I look down at the man beneath me and give him a look. "He tellin' the truth?" The man nods and I get off of him, putting my knife in its holster but keeping a tight grip on the gun. the man stands up and rubs his neck.

"Put the gun down, we can talk this over." I look past rick and see Aaron and Michonne. I glare at them but toss the gun to Rick. "Y'all again." Rick looks where I'm looking and then turns back to me. "Wait, your the girl that gave them the deer?" I glare at Rick and cross my arms over my chest. "Yea, and in return I get brough' 'ere?" Michonne nods at Rick and he smiles at me. "Thank you for the deer. Our children loved it. What's your name?" I look at all of them and bite my lip, thinking for a minute. "Kate."



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