Surviving (A Daryl Dixon Fanfic)

So the world's gone to shit. The dead have risen and are wandering about looking to sink their teeth into any fresh flesh, all the weak have either opted out the easy way or they're the dead walking around. You wouldn't have thought that Eleanor Rose Smith, would've survived. Before this happened Eleanor had just graduated as a Doctor, she'd come from an abusive adoptive family and had just bought a new apartment. Little did she know she wouldn't be staying it in for long.

When the dead came, Eleanor knew she had to get the things she needed and quickly; she grabbed numerous medical supplies from her work place, she stocked up on fresh food and water and she grabbed her childhood friend. Her bow. Whenever her adopted Father would come home from the pub drunk he'd either hit Eleanor or kick her out for the night. One night when she was only 7 she found a bow and arrow left below a tree, not thinking anyone was coming back to it she took it and began shooting trees, missing by a mile.

24 years later and now she can take down a walker quicker than you can warn other people it's approaching; a good skill to have during a zombie apocalypse, but is it a good thing to be travelling alone? When Eleanor goes out on a run for food she comes across a Korean boy named Glenn, she's saves his life and he repays her by offering her a place at his camp and with his group.