Seline's POV (The next day)
We were driving down the highway, getting us far away from the city as possible. There's no hope there. It was only me, Glenn, and Angie now. I don't know what happened to Gabriel, Xavier, and Yazmin but I wanted them to be alright.
"Seline stop." Glenn said.
"What? What is it?"
"Up there. I saw a RV. There might be people."
I looked up along the cliff and he's right. We exchanged glances and exit the highway.
"Where are we going?" Angie asked. I thought she was sleeping.
"Meeting new people. Don't be scared. There might be some kids for you to play with." I told her and she smiled at that thought which made me smile.
The road we're on was rough and it's going uphill. We stopped as Glenn and I saw a small campsite in front of us. There are people doing chores as the kids play.
A man noticed us and strolled carefully to our car with his shotgun in his hands. Glenn stepped out first, hands up. "Hey. We're friendly. Don't shoot."
I got out and so does Angie. "We don't want any trouble."
An older guy with a fisherman's hat walked up behind the other man. He's whispering something into his ear.
He lowered his shotgun. "Alright. You can join us."
(The Walking Dead theme plays)
My POVIt had been days since the stadium got overrun and we're riding on a pick up that we found earlier. Daryl and Merle we're in the cab while the three of us try to hold on at the back with Merle's motorcycle.
I can't help but thinking about Angie, Seline, and Glenn. Did they make it out alive? Please God, let them be alright....
Sat across from me was Xavier, and Yazmin leaning on him, sleeping. "You alright man?"
"Do you think they make it?" I asked him, getting tired of asking myself that question.
"To be honest, I don't know. Things happen so fast."
The truck stopped and it woke Yazmin up. "What's going on?"
"There's a camp up on that cliff." Daryl said.
I looked up and like he said, there's something up there. I saw a light brown tanish surface on top of a cliff. Is that a RV?
(Later)
We all hid in the bushes, taking a closer look at the camp and the people in it. Everyone and everything seemed ok to me.
I met up with my group. "What ya think?"
"I think we should rob them when night falls." Merle suggested.
"He'll no!" Xavier exclaimed.
"Why not join them?" Yazmin told them.
"Look there lady. They don't have enough grub for us, but we want it though." Merle explained.
"But they got kids man." I said.
"We do too brownie boy. I am just watching over ya." Merle sounds like my uncle.
The guys get into a quiet argument, while I got transfixed on someone in camp.
A small girl come out of the motor home, and went to play with the other kids. She has two pony tails, and a pink Sofia the First t-shirt. My heart breaks and it felt like I was dying.
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The Walking Dead Season 1: The Start of Something New
FanfictionThis is my fan fiction of the walking dead and a crossover of the game and the show. After surviving a car crash, the world has changed: filled with walkers, remaining survivors, and thugs. Will I find my sister dead, part of the living dead, or ali...