Mice scrambling for survival in the jaws of Lions. - - "Because some kids are born with tragedy in their blood." - - __________________________ Carl Grimes x fem oc //authors note : first time putting a story out here. Im rushing to get out as many chapters as I can//

-in the separation of her father, lucille finds herself amongst his future enemies • seasons: six, seven, & eight • lucille is changed from his wife to his daughter-name wise

"Ain't never had someone properly look out for me." He continued, hands on the wheel. "I don't know how to be... you know... what ya need me to be." "A Dad?" She filled in the space for him. He just kind of nodded. "Yeah. That." "I don't really know how to be looked after." She spoke as well, bringing her feet up onto the seat and crisscrossing them. "So I guess we're both even." -------- Diana is a girl on the run from both the walkers and her past. One day while traveling alone through the woods a certain archer mistakes her for a walker and shoots her. Despite her protests the group tries to get to know her. But Diana wants her past to stay IN the past. All she knows how to do is run. She and Daryl don't like each other until he realizes: she's just like him. Disclaimer: this is FOUND family! They are NOT related by blood.

𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗦𝗢𝗖𝗞𝗦 ❝ She's just a girl you found, a girl with dirty 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔 ❞ 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗥𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗚𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘀. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁. 𝑫𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗼. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗵, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿. 𝗣𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲, 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸, 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻, 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘆. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘁. 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗮𝗴𝗴𝘆 𝘁-𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁, 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗹. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗵, 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗹 𝗚𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼o. 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗹 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗼𝗰 ©𝗠𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 - 𝟮/𝟭𝟯/𝟮𝟯 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 - 𝗡/𝗔

"𝑰 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻 𝑨𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑴𝒀 𝑭𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑹𝑰𝑭𝑳𝑬" carl grimes x oc I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PLOT, ONLY MY OC AND HER STORYLINE!!!

-ˏˋ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ'ᴅ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ.ˊˎ- Elodie Price had never heard the soft breeze of the wind or the sound of birds singing in the trees. After losing her older brother and her mother, the world had become grey. Ten years old, and already the universe had stripped her of everything. She couldn't see any reason to keep moving, no one to protect her. The Walkers would find her soon enough. With her hearing loss, she wouldn't even hear them coming. She could barely hear the world screaming around her. Her mother had always been harsh - never quite satisfied with anything Elodie did - and her brother distant. The little bits of love that trickled through, the faint scraps of affection, always seemed to slip through her fingers like water. She didn't belong. Not to them, not to anyone. So when she had come to the conclusion that maybe it was her turn to go, she never expected anyone to care. She never expected anyone to save her. Certainly not someone like Daryl Dixon. 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰; ©𝙙𝙞𝙭𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙: 𝙛𝙚𝙗. 𝟭𝟮 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: - updates set in season 5 (the earlier chapters truly suck in my opinion, so once you get to like chapter 10 or so it gets better :,P) DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Walking Dead, or its storyline. I only own my orignal characters.