My name is Avery, and from the very beginning of this crazy mess, I've been completely on my own. The strange part? I'm immune. The walkers don't attack me. In fact, they stay as far away from me as possible, which means I can go almost anywhere and do whatever I want without worrying about being eaten alive. So, with nothing better to do, I decided to wander through Atlanta and see what I could find. That was when I saw him. A cowboy riding through the ruined city on a horse, looking like he had no idea what he was walking into. Maybe I should have kept going. But where would the fun be in that?

My name is Charlie, I'm twenty-two years old, and apparently yelling at my TV has consequences. I was sitting there watching *The Walking Dead*, getting madder by the minute because, seriously, how hard is it to use common sense during the apocalypse? Then a voice came out of nowhere. "Would you like to correct it?" My eyes went wide. Was I scared? A little. Did that stop me? Not even close. "Yes," I said fast. "But if I'm going in there, I need supplies, weapons, clothes, food, and enough backup to make sure I don't end up as walker chow." Next thing I knew, I was standing in the middle of Atlanta with bright purple hair, grey eyes, sparks flying out of my hands, and walkers surrounding me. Only problem for them? I'm immune. They won't bite me. They won't touch me. Most of them won't even come near me. So now I have a chance to change the story, save the people who deserve saving, and knock some sense into the ones who keep making stupid choices. And then there's Daryl, Shane, and Rick. Three stubborn, protective, dangerous men who all seem to think they can handle me. Cute. Daryl watches everything with those sharp eyes and acts like he doesn't care, even when he clearly does. Shane is all fire, attitude, and protection, ready to stand between me and anything that breathes wrong. And Rick? He has that hero thing going on, trying to keep everyone together while looking at me like I might be the one thing he can't figure out. I came here to fix the apocalypse. I did not come here to fall for three men. But apparently, the walkers aren't the only ones drawn to me. This world better buckle up, because I'm not here to follow the story. I'm here to rewrite it.

My name is Catalena Grimes. I'm twenty-two years old, and all I was supposed to do that day was run to Walmart for lunch supplies because Mom couldn't be bothered to pack food for Daddy and Shane. It should have been normal. Then I ran into Coach Negan from school. Before I could even wrap my head around seeing him outside the classroom, the world went insane. People started screaming. Running. Biting each other like animals. Blood hit the floors, panic filled the aisles, and suddenly the man everyone used to fear in the halls became the only thing standing between me and the nightmare breaking loose around us. Then Daddy called. His voice was rough, scared, and full of orders. Get out of there. Get to the quarry. Find us. Then he paused. "Negan... protect my baby girl." And just like that, my old coach became my shield at the start of the end of the world. Now we have to survive the dead, the living, and everything waiting for us on the road back to my family.

I had lived beside the Grimes family long enough to feel like I was part of them. Carl was more than just the little boy I babysat. He was family. And when Lori started leaving him with me more and more, I never complained. I loved that kid like he was my own, and I knew Rick and Shane trusted me with him more than anyone. Then the world ended. One minute Carl and I were at the store, picking up normal things like life was still normal. The next, people were screaming, running, bleeding... changing. All I could think about was getting Carl somewhere safe. Getting us back to Rick. Getting us back to Shane. But Rick and Shane had already made one thing clear long before the dead started walking. They were going to protect me no matter what. They were going to keep me close. Keep me safe. And they were going to make sure I never forgot that I was wanted. Now the world is falling apart around us, and survival means trusting the two men who have always looked at me like I mattered. With walkers outside, danger everywhere, and people showing their true colors, I'll do whatever it takes to keep Carl alive and get back to the men who promised they would never let me go. Because in this new world, family isn't always blood. Sometimes it's the people willing to fight through hell to bring you home.

Rayne Grimes was supposed to be coming home from college. She never thought the world would end before she made it back. At twenty-two years old, Rayne was thrown into a nightmare filled with walkers, blood, fear, and people who were just as dangerous as the dead. With nothing but her bow, her attitude, and the hope that her family was still alive, she fought her way through the broken world one day at a time. Then everything changed. Walking down an empty road, Rayne saw cars coming toward her. A group of survivors. Walkers closing in. A kid about to be attacked. She didn't think. She pulled back her bow and saved him. But when the dust settled and she saw his face, Rayne's whole world stopped. The boy she saved was Carl Grimes. Her little brother. Now Rayne is back with her family, back with her father Rick, and thrown into a group already trying to survive the impossible. But Rayne isn't the same girl she was before the world ended. She's stronger now. Colder when she has to be. Protective to the bone. And anyone who thinks they can hurt her family is about to learn real fast that Rayne Grimes is not the one to mess with. Walkers are everywhere. Trust is dangerous. Love is complicated. And surviving as Rick Grimes' daughter means Rayne will have to fight harder than ever... especially when the dead aren't the only monsters waiting in the dark.

My name is Grace Mathews. I woke up like every other day, already dreading another long shift at the hospital. I thought my biggest problem was going to be rude patients, endless charts, and surviving on coffee. Then the news broke. People were attacking each other. Hospitals were overflowing. The world was falling apart faster than anyone could understand. So I did the only thing I could think to do. I packed my car with everything I could carry-food, medicine, supplies, anything that might keep me alive. I never thought being a nurse would be the thing that saved my life. But in a world full of the dead, knowing how to heal the living might be the most dangerous gift of all. Now every road is a risk, every stranger could be a threat, and every choice could be my last. The world ended in a day. And somehow, I survived.

Rayne's last memory should have been terrifying. Dramatic. Meaningful. Instead, it was stupid. One minute, she was walking outside to check the mail. The next, she tripped over her little brother's toy car, hit the ground wrong, and everything went black. Death was supposed to be the end. But when Rayne opens her eyes again, nothing feels right. The world around her is familiar and strange all at once, filled with secrets, shadows, and faces she somehow knows she should recognize. She doesn't know why she's here. She doesn't know what brought her back. And she definitely doesn't know why death feels like only the beginning.

Lena is a 19 year old daughter of Rick Grimes. Story will not follow the walking dead.

Lena Grimes was only nineteen when the world ended. Five months pregnant, scared, and trapped in a world full of walkers, Lena has more than just herself to protect now. Being the daughter of Rick and Lori Grimes was never easy, but after the outbreak, everything becomes worse. Rick and Lori fight constantly, and most of their arguments lead right back to Lena. But Rick refuses to turn his back on his daughter. No matter how tense things get, no matter what Lori says, Rick takes Lena's side every time. And he isn't the only one. Shane Walsh, already protective of the girl he watched grow up, becomes even more intense when he realizes how vulnerable Lena is in this new world. To Shane, keeping Lena safe isn't a choice. It's a promise. Then Daryl Dixon comes into the picture. Rough, quiet, and hard to read, Daryl isn't the type to care easily. But something about Lena pulls at him. Her strength, her stubbornness, and the way she keeps going even when everything around her is falling apart makes him protective too. Between walkers, family fights, and a baby on the way, Lena has to learn who she can trust, who will stand beside her, and how far people will go to protect her. Because in this new world, Lena Grimes isn't just surviving for herself anymore.

On the day the outbreak began, Lena Grimes was in her room listening to music, completely unaware that the world outside was falling apart. She had her headphones on, trying to block everything out like any normal 19-year-old would. At first, the shouting outside sounded like another argument, another siren, another normal bad day. But then the noises changed. The screams got louder. Cars crashed. People ran through the streets. Lena pulled off her headphones and looked out the window, seeing people attacking each other in ways that did not make sense. She did not know they were walkers yet. She only knew something was horribly wrong. This story will not follow the TV Show.