Title: You Should've Killed Me When You Had the Chance

Summary: A woman somehow find herself in the TV series Walking Dead. Can she survive the world of the dead or will she die?

Rate: M (for language and etc)

A/N: The series is going to be slightly different now that Val is in the picture. Don't worry I won't mess with the story line lol

Chapter 0ne: What Lies Ahead: Stranger in the Woods

Birds. I heard them chirping and wind rustle the leaves from the trees. I didn't pay attention to this; since I always kept my window open to make my room cooler from the heat. I felt something light and tickling my face. My eyes felt like they're sewed together, taking some strength to open them. I sat up and immediately my back ache. I winced in the feeling before my vision focus.
Grass... Dirt... Leaves?
Why am I in the woods? Why is there's leaves in my hair? How did I even get here?

I glanced around seeing if my car was park somewhere.

I walked through the woods; where I think the road was at? What happen last night? Did I get drunk? Did the girls decide to ditch me and left me alone in the woods? If that's what it is I'm going to murder them!

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I wasn't that far from the road because I could see a gray cement path with cars parked.

Why was cars parked? Was this a working highway?

I saw from a distance, people stumbling towards the highway.

I jogged towards them. "Hey!" I shouted, waving my arms to get their attention.

I'm glad I finally found some people. Maybe they can give me a ride home.

They got closer, making this weird sound. Maybe like a grunt/hissing noise? I don't know why they're doing this was beyond me. I got a closer look and saw their skin was saggy or rotting; giving them a unnatural healthy color. Like they were dead? I noticed most of them had something dried and crusty red stuff on their mouths and on their clothes.

Was that blood?! No that can't be. There's no way.

They were now a few yards away from me and I started to realize these weren't people-I mean was but not anymore. Were these zombies- walkers-biters like in the TV series Walking Dead?

One reaches for me and I stumbled back, almost falling. I caught my balance and ran back to the woods.

That's impossible there's no way Walking Dead is real. Sure the comic and TV show is bitchin' but there's no fact that it exists. No! It's just fiction created by Robert Kirkman.

They were still following me, making that grunting noise, I ran faster. Somehow I lost them but kept moving if they caught up or I ran into another group.

I was still walking, aimlessly. I don't know where I was going but I didn't care. I was tired, hungry and angry. Why was I here? I could be at my apartment, sleeping in my warm bed.

I groan.

I miss my bed more than I ever did in my entire life. I wonder people noticed I'm gone? Like I'm missing or something?

Instantly I thought of my friends. Normally this sounds like something they would do, like leaving me randomly in a place with no money, no car and no idea where to get home. But this was too far for them that is. Sure I've done something similar; like leaving them in the park in the middle of New York City but I always picked them up after they call me, freaking out and where the hell they are. Revenge is so sweet!

Then I remembered... my phone! It was in my pocket! I reach in my pocket and felt it wasn't there. It was gone.

My temper instantly rose to nine notches, I screamed. "Stupid bitches!"

That was it I'm immediately not their friend anymore! They probably think this is funny but it's not. When I see them I'm got to stomp their heads to the ground. I don't care this sounds harsh- even you would think if you knew some of the bullshit they pulled on me.

I threw rocks and leaves. I stomped like a two year old. I know this may seem like a temper tantrum but I was tired, hungry and even more pissed off than I was before-and I don't give a crap!

I calmed down after I threw another rock and there was a flesh piercing noise made.

I froze. Was someone there? Did I hit them with that rock?

Somebody comes out, stumbling through the brushes with the rock imbedded in its eye socket. A zombie with a torn white t-shirt smeared with crusty blood and holes all over its torso. This bastard looks like he was stabbed repeatedly; probably his victim.

I broke into a run when it followed me along with a few more right behind it.

"Great, why do I always get myself in dangerous situations?" I said, while I ran through some brushes almost crashing into- "Andrew Lincoln!" I exclaimed, dumbfounded.

He cocked his gun at me. He titled his head slightly. "Who?"

I was about to respond when- Jon Bernthal came, walking to Andrew's side with his gun point towards me.

"Dad!" I heard a kid exclaimed, it was Chandler Riggs?

"Stay back." Andrew warned.

Taking in all this at once was... Was... Funny.

I giggled at first then it turns into a laughing fit. "Hahahaha... You got me. Hahahaha, okay where's the cameras, the crew and director? You all got me." I laughed while wiping a tear out of my eye.

They all looked at me like I was crazy, like I escape from the loony bin or something.

Jon mumbled something to Andrew, "You think she's delusional or 'Not right in the head'?" he gestured.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not crazy if that's what you're thinking." I assured.

"How do we know if you're dangerous?" Andrew questioned.

I smiled, "Trust me, I'm no threat compare to what's going on here."

"Like what?" Jon asked.

"Like this terrible prank show."

Andrew cocked an eye brow. "This isn't a TV show."

I laughed. "Oh the irony," I said to myself.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Jon questioned, I guess Johnny-boy doesn't like to beat around the bush.

"My name's Valerie, but people call me Val for short." I introduce myself. If I did this, then maybe they might trust me. I wasn't worried about Andrew's character but I was a little scared of Jon's since he basely went psycho on Rick at the last episode of season two.

What season was I in? One? Two? Three? If it's three than I might be concerned about Andrew's character now. But I don't know. Then again Jon's character wouldn't be in action if I'm in season three-unless I'm in the comic then it might different. But How would I know if I'm either in the comic or TV show? Ugh! All this thinking is giving me headache!

"Well Valerie-" Andrew was cut off by Jon.

"Get down!" he ordered.

I instantly plopped on the ground, sort of bumping my head in the progress.
Jon shot at a zombie, the powerful gun blew its head off.

"Shane!" Rick yelled.

"That walker was right behind her! You expect me to let her get bit?" Shane asked.

"No, but we agree to kill walkers quietly." Rick stated, "Not to use our guns unless we're over run."

"Guys it's fine," I started, while I stood up brushing off the dirt on my jeans. "Plus it was quick thinking. Thank you Shane, I appreciate it." I nod to him.

He nods right back.

Well I'm still alive thanks to Shane. But I shouldn't get too comfortable with him around since he's going to go crazy after he ditches Otis to save his own skin, leaving him to be a mid night snack for the zombs. I know zombs really? But hey I don't wanna say zombies all the time. Of course I can say 'walkers', 'biters' or 'flesh munchers' but it's so originally for the series. So calling them zombs sounds freakin' badass!

"So where're you from, Val?" Carl asks. He's the only one out of three that calls me Val, but I assume it'll take some time for them to warm up to me; to get them to call me 'Val'. So I guess I better get use to Valerie for a while.

"You probably won't believe me if I told you." I smiled.

Rick gesture us to be quiet when he spots something. So we did, then seeing an animal through the branches; that were forming to be trees. It was a buck- a healthy young buck. It walked to a spot where it was clear from the branches.

Shane aimed his gun towards the deer. In the back of my mind there was something familiar about this. If these people are the Walking Dead characters and if they're real? Then does that mean the events in the series happen like the show, and does this mean all of this could actually can kill me and them.

Carl walked slowly towards the buck as if to pet it or something. And that's when it hit me. I knew exactly what's going to happen! Carl! Carl! He's going to get shot!

"Wait! Stop!" I exclaimed, but it was too late. There was a explosive booming noise; like gun fire. Bringing the buck down and also Carl.

RainbowKissez101: thanks for reading :) I hope you like it so far cause we're going to see Val in all the episodes! Woo! I'm so excited lol