"ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴏɴᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏɴᴇ, ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇᴜᴘ ᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ." 11-year-old Valerie Dixon is already a force to be reckoned with. Raised by a drug addicted, single father and his crossbow-wielding brother, dealing with hunger, lack of sleep, and no real place to call home, Valerie had a lot on her plate. And that was before the dead started walking.

Dakota Dixon is a different kid, she wasn't the usual giddy 14 year old. From a young age she was out getting whatever animals lie on the forest floor for diner. She was okay with that, her father Merle kept her humble. She didn't expect much. Whereas her uncle Daryl kept her on her toes, told her to never take shit. She was glad to have them both under one roof Until everything went to shit. She was out hunting, looking for squirrels and whatnot but, she came home to no one, the house looking like it got ransacked. There was no sign of Merle and Uncle Daryl. She was alone. Why would they leave without her? But then along the line she finds Lukas.