Jaxx then moved onto Sophia when the bushes nearby began to sway with movement, Caught up in the cut Sophia had gotten from falling into a thorn bush, Jaxx did not notice a man come from the bushes. "Son of a bitch!" blurted the man "That's my deer! Look at it, all knawed up by this disease barring, motherless, proxy-" He stopped kicking at the walker as he Looked towards the bright red hair glowing in the sunlight. "Clover?"

Sam wasn't ready for the end of the world, but neither was anyone else. Before this he had a fiance, a good job, everything he could have hoped for, but now he was alone trying to survive in a world where one bite and its all over. Sam couldn't wait to see his fiance again he knew that he was alive after all, nothing could kill a Dixon but a Dixon.

tucker dixon had to survive alone. he learned how to adapt quickly in situations where death seemed to be the only outcome, after all nothing can kill a dixon but a dixon. {daryl dixon son fanfiction}