"Jack!" She yelled out, hoping to not attract attention. The walkers had swarmed her camp and she was separated by the rest of the group. She was yelling out for her younger brother. "Jack." She yelled as she ran toward the trees welding her knife. She ran from the heard of walkers as they all pass by trying to claw at her.

The sun had almost set when she finally got away from the heard and found a safe, high ground shelter. She just watched the horizon hoping Jack would come running. She knew she couldn't stay here alone. As soon as the sun rose again she would look of the others. She was not losing her hope.

One year and two days since the "disease" broke out. She remembered the first day she was evacuated from her home. The police rushed in with out knocking and grabbed their arms and pulled them from the house. Jack was with her when the police started shooting people in the street. They both panicked and couldn't do anything but stand and watch. She watched as her neighbors where devoured and shot down. When it finally clicked in her mind the end of the world had dawned she grabbed Jack's hand and they started running. Everyday since then they would find a few survivors and they would survive together. There was Jack her younger brother, Tex the "tough guy", Kathy "The smarts", Anthony, he was only fifteen and herself "The leader." They all looked up to her for advice and depended on her to get them through what ever this was.

They had found refuge in a small farm house outside Atlanta. For a few months all was good and it seemed normal. Then one night Anthony had found a gun while him and Tex were hunting and he shot a round into the air. There was no way they could have known that sound attracted the walkers, bitters or geeks. They all had different name for the undead walking around and eating the living.

When that gun went off it attracted every walker within miles. The farm house was soon over run and that's when everyone spread out and now they would all have to wait till morning.

She sat in the dark, alone just thinking about her old life and how she loved growing up in the "bad" neighborhood of Atlanta. She made friends that she knew would always have her back no matter what. Granted it helped having tough men around her all the time and being one of few girls in the neighborhood she knew she had the attention. She never did use anyone and she was actually grateful for all her friends. Now she sat and wondered what happened to them and what happened to the ones she hated.

When the sun came up the next day, the lack of sleep didn't faze her one bit. She had grown even more tough over the last year and she never lost sight of what was important: getting Jack to safety. She did worry but it didn't make a difference she knew he would be alright. Jack had just turned 21 when the farm house was over run and she had just turned 25. Their birthday's were close together and that was the one day they could think about all the good they use to have.

She circled back to the farm house where she had hoped to find everyone else. When she got their there were only a few walkers that were more interested at ripping open a cow then her. She walked passed them and she made it back to the house but found nothing.

"Jack?" She whispered. There was no answer so she kept walking. There was a road next to the house so she followed noticing the tracks that had just been made. She looked a them carefully and could tell people made these tracks. She followed until she found another farm house about a mile down the road. She drew her knife so she would be ready for anything that came at her. She walked up slowly and was surprised by a walker as soon as she opened the door. She kicked it in the face then rammed her knife into it's brain and moved on. She looked around the house and saw the back door was open. She walked out and followed more tracks that led right into the trees. "Jack? Kathy?" She called out for anyone. She stopped when she saw the bushes move and something move behind her. She looked around her and just as she was about to jump into the bushes someone popped out that made her fall back.

"Wooh! Hey watch that thing." He said avoiding her blade.

"Jesus Tex." She said getting up. "Where is everyone else?" She asked.

He smiled. "What am I not enough." He said and winked. She rolled her eyes. Tex had always shot advances at her but she never did care for them. "Alright fine. Well me and

Anthony ran after he shot off the gun and then that's it we have been hiding out here." He said. "Boy! You can come out now." He called for Anthony and he popped up from the bush and ran toward her. He hugged her.

"So glad your ok." He said. She hugged him and smiled. "I saw Kathy and Jack run west, or East." He sounded scared and confused.

"Alright well we have to go find them." She said picking her knife off the ground and started walking.

"So what is the plan? How do we find them and if we don't." Tex begun.

"No ,when we find them." She stated. "We find new shelter. I think there's a prison or community around her somewhere." She said as they followed her.

"Oh come on. No where is safe!" Tex yelled. She ran up to him and covered his mouth.

"Shut…up. There are walkers everywhere and unless you want to be lunch shut up!" She said in his ear.

Tex rolled his eyes and then shoved her hand off him. They continued walking and they were cut off by a few walkers but it was nothing she or the other two couldn't handle. Once they had fought off a whole herd granted it was bright out and they had more weapons. She kept walking and didn't stop until she heard something following them.

"Shh." She said lowering her body and gesturing them to do the same. The hid behind trees and watched as a few walkers stubble right in front of them. They continued on all day and didn't stop until the sun was about to go down.

"We should make camp here." She said. "I'll take first watch. Tex you got three hours and I'll wake you." She said pushing them of to the side inside of a small cave.

"No, you sleep first." Tex said sounding genially sincere. She looked up at him and smiled. She walked into the cave and sat beside Anthony. He cuddled against her to keep warm and fell fast asleep.

She slowly fell asleep and began to dream about her childhood. It was a sunny day and she was sitting on the porch watching people run down the street and kids throwing rocks at stuff. She was just about 10. A few fire trucks had flew by and it startled her. After the trucks a group of kids flew by on their bikes. They were maybe a year older then she but she smiled at them and they did so as well. She then noticed the boy running behind them calling out for them to wait for him. He stopped to catch his breath just for a moment in front on her house. She watched him. He was a cute little boy who had a bruise on his left eye. He looked up at her and gave her a dirty look then kept running. Then she saw the flames rise form the end of the street and she ran toward them. The kid she had been following stopped and fell to his knees at the sight and she stopped and watched him crumble to the ground as the other people watched him. She walked up to him and bent down to see if he was alright. He looked at her and she saw the pain and tears al over his face. He pushed her aside and kept running. She foolishly followed. It turns out that this boy had lived there but his mother liked to smoke in bed. She had set the house and her self on fire. The boy and his older brother were now alone. She heard people talking about them for years and didn't see that boy again until seventh grade when his brother tried to break her brothers arm. Jack was just a kid and was in the wrong place. She had stopped the older boy and left a nasty bruise on his face. His younger brother was helping her brother up when she finally said one word to him. " Don't touch him." She said going to hit him."Wooh! Wait I'm only helping'." He said standing up."Oh. Sorry. Thank you." She said smiling at him."Baby bro lets go! That bitch may have broke my nose!" His older brother called walking boy rolled his eyes and went to walk away. "I'm sorry about Merle he is kind of an ass." He said. "Next time, make sure your brother is in the right place." He said walking away catching up to his dream then skipped to her eighth grade school. She was surrounded by a group of girls that were yelling horrible things at her and she just stood there not even reacting. She didn't care about what they said. They made fun of the fact she didn't wear dresses or make up. She was pretty enough with out it so she never bothered. They called her a boy and other teenager things. "At least she isn't as stuck up as you bitches." A voice called out from the group. They all spread out when the saw who had said it. That same boy had walked next to her and stood beside her. "Are ya'll done?" He asked. The girls were whispering about what he looked like, half were blushing and the other more angry. Once the girls had gone away he turned to her and looked at her with pity. "Next time don't bother them." "They started it." She argued. He looked her up and down with a small smirk. "I know you somehow." He said. "Well a last year your jerk brother tried to break my brothers arm." he laughed at what she said. "Well I have to go." She said walking away. "Maggie?" He asked. She turned around. "No." she said. He followed her and stopped her from walking away. "Just in case you cared, I'm Daryl. Daryl Dixon." He said then walking away slower. "Susan.. Susan actually." She said and he turned around and he smirked at her.

"Susan!" She heard her name being called that snapped her out of her dream. She stood up and looked outside and watched as Tex put out his fire. "I can hear someone walking out there." He said.

She walked up to him and looked around them and listened carefully. She could hear the rustling of the leaves and then turned to him "Stay here with Anthony. I'll be back." She said.

"Wait! No, you can't go alone." He stood up.

"Stay here and shut up." She demanded. She was toward the sound and when she got to the problem she put her knife in between it's eyes. She didn't see anything else around her so she began to walk away.

"Stop!" a voice said and she jerked back and came face to face with a barrel of a gun.

"Put the knife down." The voice demanded.

"Look boss, there is no way I am putting this down." She said. She did put the knife back in her pants hiding the blade. He lowered the gun and revealed his face. He was no older then 40 but he looked tired and had blood splatter all over his shirt. His eyes were dark brown and had short curly hair that he pushed back. "Why don't you put that away." She said.

"Where did you come from and what are you doing." Another voice said and she looked toward it and saw another gun pointed at her. She didn't move. The women holding the gun had short grey hair and was standing beside a tall black man with a bat. "Well!?" She almost yelled.

"Carol." the men said to keep her quiet.

"I came from that cave. Now why don't we lower out voices and take cover before the three assholes behind the girl have their way with us." She said noticing the walkers before anyone else even noticed. The black guy saw them next and bashed their skulls with his bat and rejoined the group. The man in front of her pointed the gun at her and looked at her.

"Take us there. How many are there of you." He asked.

"Don't take this personally, but I don't feel the need to share that information with you." She said standing her ground.

"Susan!" She heard Tex and Anthony's voice call out for her. She exhaled and when they came form the tress the gun were then pointed to them and then back at her. Text pushed Anthony behind him and looked at her with confusion. "What's happening?" They asked.

"Mr. Cowboy here is going to kill me unless I tell him where the rest of us are. But sadly I'm not going to do that." She said looking the man in the eyes. "Well you going to shoot me or what?" She asked trying not to break her ground.

"You don't want to tell me, fine." he said "Carol, and Oscar take those two and blind fold them." He said and the two nodded. Tex only put up a small fight but was quickly ended by being hit in the head and the big black man picked him up like nothing and carried him off. "Maybe we take this inside." The man said pulling a blind fold over he head and pointing the gun at her back and making her walk. They only walked for about half hour and not a word was spoken.

"Susan are we going to die?" she heard Anthony's terrified voice say from in front of her. She didn't say anything. She just kept thinking about her baby brother and Kathy.

"No kid, we'll be fine. These people have no idea who they are dealing with." She said as the man pushed the gun at her back. She then saw her chance to react. She swung her upper body down and lifted her leg and kicked the man in the head and jump around her arms so they were tied in front of her. She laugh and pushed her blind fold up and saw they were inside the gates of prison and when she saw the man on the ground she was shocked at the other two that had joined the group. Then a round went off and she suddenly felt instant pain in her arm.

"Carl!" The man called out. He then looked at her arm as she clutched her arm. She fought back and h had no choice other then to hit her in the head to shut her up. "I'm sorry." He said then everything went dark for here.