Author Note: Hey Guys, so I've decided to make a new fanfic. This time it's about the Walking Dead. So far i've only read at least 3 or 4 good Walking Dead fics and found that everyone else, seem kinda repetitive, So I decided to try my own at writing one.

Its a SI fanfic, and starts in season 1.

Warning: There is A LOT of cursing and at one point, it kinda implied Rape but that's not what happened,

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE WALKING DEAD!

/Mysterious Person\\

"Nurse?"

There was a faint echo. She tilted her head as she heard a crash, sounding like something heavy fell and crashed against something. She held her breath, her hand slowly reaching behind her for one of the arrows sticking out of her bookbag, silently notching it as she listened.

"Nurse? Help me!"

Her eyes widen when she realized it was a human, an alive one at that, cause last time she checked, the dead don't speak.

Ever since the world went to shit and peoples true intentions showed, she's been carrying herself at a distance. It took one time for her to experience people selfishness and she told herself that she will never be that vulnerable again, that no matter what, she wouldn't depend on a person when she can provide for herself.

She made herself numb and just done what had to be done in order to survive and she's been alone ever since, her instinct being the only thing that kept her alive. She had broken off from the group that wanted more than what they got. She had broken away from the group who thought that they deserve….things from others because of the simple fact that they took them in, gave them a bed, clothes and food. They even went as far as to set traps just for the simple fact that they could.

It fucked with her because she remembered a world when it wasn't like this. A world where they was just talks about a zombie apocalypse, hell they was even a show about it at one point. A world where Trump was President and people begged for Obama to come back. A world where she graduated college and had a Fiancé and a big family. A world where she died because of said Fiance foolishness.

She remembered closing her eyes for what she thought was the last time only to wake up to the pain of having her ass swatted, as bright lights and loud sounds bombarded her.

She lived life with two different memories, constantly comparing her old world to this new one. Using things in her old life to better this life.

She heard and read fanfiction of readers getting rebirthed into some fictional world and figured that was what had happened to her. There was no time to freak out and cry and mourn for her old family when she had to take care of her new one.

Her new family was poor. Her father a drunk and her mother sick. Since her mother was sick, she couldn't go to work and her father was too lazy to do anything more than walk to the kitchen and grab a beer from the fridge. Her father was a mechanic and other than the odd car that came once and awhile to be fixed, the income was slow.

She was never forced to do anything but when her mother's sickness got to much, she had to go to the hospital, and hospital meant bills, bills meant money. Money that they didn't have.

So she took it upon herself to drop out of school and get a job, multiple jobs at that to bring in money that didn't even make a dent into the huge pile of bills that was collecting dust on the hallway table.

For some reason they didn't have to pay rent, so she had to only worry about her dad's habit, food and medical bills.

Sound easy right?

Yeah well it wasn't.

Fast forward to a couple years, She had finally turned 18 when her mother gave in to the sickness that had been plaguing her body ever since she had been rebirthed. If she thought her father was bad then, then you almost couldn't imagine how worse he got when she finally died. It was like he was holding back just for her but since she kicked the bucket, he found no reason to live.

So he did shit that he knew would one day destroy him. Mixing drugs with alcohol, staying out all night, getting into fights at the bar, coming home bloodied in the early morning just to do the same shit all over again. He didn't give two shits about his only daughter. His reason was that since she's 18, she's considered an legal adult so if push comes to shove she could take care of herself.

Even though it was true, her physical body was 18 but her mental state was way beyond that, she knew how to take care of herself, but it didn't make the hurt, hurt any less.

Then there was the rumors about the outbreak, a rumor which she steadily ignored. She didn't really believe what was going on. In her old life, shit like this popped up all over the news. Some celebrity was fighting with this celebrity meanwhile America just bombed Syria. So she paid no mind to this virus that made a fever run so high, that it practically turned you into a human furnace and that when it finally end up killing you, it ends up bring you back to life but instead of you being you, you instead become a mindless person that's only care about one thing.

The hunger.

The hunger for human flesh.

The news reports should have clued her into the universe that she was reborn into but you can't fault her for not paying attention and connecting the dots when she was too busy making sure her unconscious father didn't choke on his own vomit.

She should have known it wasn't just a rumor, no rumor was that detailed and instead she had her eyes woken up to the truth.

Literally!

Like no shit, her father was dead ass crawling over her sleeping body, his face bloodied, a pool table stick was sticking out the side of his head as he made groaning noises out the back of his throat, grabbing at her, somehow strangling her body with the cover as he didn't know how to get at the food that lay within. In that quick second she realized that shit was real.

All that shit was fuckin' real! Her father was tryna eat her!

Lord, you don't even know how shit scared she was when she was forced awake as grabby hands pulled at her body.

The only saving grace was that ridiculous thick ass blanket that once belonged to her mother. A blanket that her and her father made fun of day to day.

It was safe to say she took that shit everywhere with her.

Anyway a short time after that, she ran into Chaser. Just thinking about what happened after joining that group made her blood boil and she knew that once she sat down and thought about it, She was going to break. After she ran away she put everything into a metal box; Her feelings, her memories, those names, her old life, her old family, locked it with a padlock, put said box in a room that had so many locks on it, it was ridiculous.

She shook her head coming out of it, whatever this person was trying to do, it wasn't gonna work. She knew all the works. She wasn't gonna fall for it and be like the people she once thought was idiotic when they let their bleeding heart lead them to their death.

They was never a doubt that this was a trap. No one was that stupid to cry out in the middle of a hospital not knowing if it was filled with walkers. Things was different now, if this happened before shit hit the fan, and she didn't know what she knew, then she would have turned around and lent out a hand but the world is different now, she was different now.

With her mind made up, she went to turn around when she heard it again, this time she felt that tugging in her gut.

"Hello?"

She paused at the sudden feeling of dejv she felt when she heard that voice. It sounded like that person was lost and confused. Like they didn't know what was going on and was hoping that it wasn't what it seemed.

She suddenly flashed back to right after having been rebirthed. After they finished cleaning her and they put her in this fluffy blanket and put her miniature body in her new mother's arms, she remembered the feeling of confusion because she thought she had died, she could still remembered the spinning as the car rolled down the hill, hear the screams of her Financé and the 'I'm so sorry Katie' and the 'please God please'. Hell she could still feel the impact her body made as it flew out the windshield and into a tree.

And just like that, she knew,

She knew this wasn't a trap,

This was Fuckin real.

End of Chapter 1: 'Days Gone Bye'

So this chapter was kinda short, only about 4 and a half pages. If you guys want, I could make the following chapters longer.

I have an idea of where this story is gonna go. I don't want my O.C to be all, all knowing cause to be honest this is my first time watching the Walking Dead. Like I said I usually read about it but I wanted to see what all the hype was about.

Daryl Dixon is so adorable and I just had to make a Fanfic about him.

Anyway review what you think is gonna happen next. What do you guys expect and is hoping to see?

Till next time, thank you for reading.