She can hunt She can track She can survive And She will not hesitate Y/n has been alone since the beginning. She has always been able to handle herself. She didn't think she needed people to survive untill she saved a group in the woods and met the boy in the sheriff's hat. This is a love story about The walking dead (Twd) but the story won't follow most of the scenes so it won't feel like I'm repeating the show and it feels fresh. Oh and Carl will be the age he is in season 8 so around 17-18 years old. Disclaimer: This story may contain some triggering thing including: mentions of suicide, attempted sexual assault and a lot of cussing also this story will contain lemon and lime so if you don't won't to read anything like anything I just mentioned please find another story. I do not own The walking dead or any of their characters except my original characters.