After the fall of the Greene farm, the group traveled from house to house for the entirety of the winter.
One house in particular stands out to the group, something about the dead walkers full of unsuspecting weapons surrounding the lone house, the line of cans along the perimeter, and it being the only standing house compared to the rest on the street, hadn't seemed to scare off the group just yet. But maybe the lone woman and her dog inside the house, might.
Natalia Moore, a strikingly beautiful 26 year old woman has been surviving the outbreak by herself for a long time, she liked it that way, she felt safe that way, she only needed that way, when three men of polor opposite backgrounds, break into her home, for shelter, with the rest of their group, she's awaiting them with a gun, aimed at the scary looking one, the man with dark hair and blue eyes, a crossbow in hand, an arrow pointing between her own eyes.
Just like the show and comics: there will be triggering themes that some readers may not appreciate, you have been warned.
MATURE CONTENT
this is a fanfic, so if something is different in the show, cry? i'm following the timeline but some times may be altered for plot value of my oc x
A 10 year old girl, sharing the world with the dead. Everybody becomes family at some point.
"Blood isn't what makes us family. It's because you'd risk yours to save me if I needed it, and I'd do the same for you. We didn't know each other before this, heck you didn't even like me at first. But now... you'd kill to protect me, and when I'm scared, you're the one I run to. You're my family because you stayed and my parents, my actual blood... they just gave me up."
"Ya sound like ya Pop."
"I know."
TW: death. gore. murder. deep trauma. drug use. alcohol use. sexual assault. mentions of needles. abandonment.
(really deep stuff so please don't read if you're triggered easily)