The end of one world is only the beginning of a new one. [Daryl Dixon]

it's the beginning of a new world [Daryl Dixon] [Sequel to Arrowhead]

"I do want to live. I just don't want it to be an obligation. I just get tired of the nightmarish routine. Getting by everyday, just barely. I don't think I'm living, I'm just, uh, what's a good word? Surviving," I said finally. "I want to live enough till where I am experienced, to where it seems I lived a good life." Arrie Hughes has been surviving through a world that she feels is already hell. Already questioning her faith, she couldn't begin to believe about the idea of the dead not staying dead. The dead rising up to eat the living. The fear of every breath she takes will be her last and the danger of losing people at any moment; she forces herself to stay away. Arrie thinks of herself as a strong person, even though deep down she denies being afraid. She'll pull her weight around the camp, will try to at least do something productive in the group and promises herself not to cry. Although the last time she had cried, was when she realized her family was gone, no contact with them at all, not even a goodbye to them. She tries to train herself into being vague and a bit cold. Only because she does not want any one to see her past the walls she has made. Until that's when a crossbow shooting, wearing an angel vest, redneck comes to intrigue her interest. She doesn't know if she could trust someone, until she realizes they both have something in common; the walls they both build up to keep other people out. Note: I do not own any of AMC's The Walking Dead characters. I just wanted to simply write a fanfiction of Daryl Dixon.

"You're not an angel, sweetheart, you're the devil's angel," I said as I set down his drink. Rae Woods has always dodged men's ways, but never has she had a man that was so persistent on landing on a date with her. Much less, talking to her for this long. Why should she trust this complete stranger? The smoker with a bad ass motorcycle and the mischievous twisted smile. His aura screamed to get the hell away, but she's curious to find out. So what happens when she hears the rumors of this stranger?

"I don't know how I feel. I just know, that I love being here right next to you." I said looking into his blue eyes. *** Echo, a shy bookworm that likes to hide in the world of words, isn't very profound of love ever since a tragic relationship that has left her devastated. She hopes to never have to deal with the drama of what she had been put through and hopes to find someone that will respect her. But sweet Echo doesn't know how to find someone. She's too afraid and still new to it; to bring her walls down to any man that could possibly make her life miserable. She'll put anybody in distance if she has too. That's when a mysterious man, named Norman Reedus, comes into her life, intriguing her interest and somehow cracking her walls that she has struggled to put up. But Echo has never met someone so secretive about their life and she makes it her interest to find out. Although the discovery of his secrets is something that intrigues her yet scares her. How can she make a decision that can endanger her life? Will she accept and let her walls come completely down or will she close everything off?