Chapter 1: A New World

Sam groaned and blinked open his eyes. His head was throbbing and...wait, why was he in the middle of the forest? "Dean," he said and nudged his brother. "Dean wake up." His older brother groaned and sat up.

"What?" he asked sleepily. Once his vision cleared, he looked as confused as Sam was. "Why the hell are we in the middle of a forest?" he asked. "Ugh, I feel like I've been hit with a baseball bat."

"Me too," Sam agreed and noticed a yellow envelope under Dean. He pulled it out and read the letter to him.

Dear Sam and Dean Winchester,

You're probably wondering why you're in the middle of a forest with only your dad's baseball bat and a knife for protection. I decided to put you guys in your favorite show: The Walking Dead. If you find the right guy, he'll help you get back to your world. But be careful with who you trust. Of course you already know that since the last episode you saw was the mid season six finale. Alexandria's not that far off. Just keep walking strait and you'll get there. Also, we're currently on season seven so you better watch out for the Saviors. Especially Negan. Who's Negan? If you see a guy who looks like your dad and has a barbed wire baseball bat like the one in front of you, don't trust him. He is your enemy, not your ally. Yes, he was John Winchester at a time but he's not the same person anymore. He's a total douche bag and a sociopath. I don't think he remembers you but if he does, don't tell anyone that you're his sons or that you're from another universe. Most importantly, don't try to change the timeline. Of course, since you're here anyways, the timeline's already altered. But if there's one thing Doctor Who has taught us, it's to never mess up the timelines. There are fixed points in time that cannot be changed or else time and space will be destroyed. So, lets review the rules to surviving the Walking Dead universe.

1: Walkers not zombies. Zombies don't exist in this world.

2: Don't get bit or scratched by a walker. You will die and turn into one later.

3: To kill a walker, you have to penetrate the brain. Headshots, bashing the brain, decapitation, and stabbing their head are the only way to do it.

4: Don't wander off.

5: Only trust Rick and his friends. Anyone else might be your enemy

6: Don't try to change the timeline. That's probably the most important rule here.

7: Don't trust Negan.

8: Respect Negan and don't try to kill him. He may be a douche but you must never under any curcumstance attack him. He will order his men to kill you or one of your frends.

9: Never join the Saviors. They're bad blood.

10: If Negan recognizes you don't think that he'll go easy on you because you're his kids. He's unpredictable so be careful.

11: Don't do something stupid.

Please, keep this letter as a reminder of how to survive The Walking Dead. It will come in handy.

Sincerely,

Anonymous

Sam folded the letter and picked up the knife beside him. "Okay, so just go straight and we'll find Rick." He placed the letter in his pocket and stood up.

"Remember in that one episode when Rick told the group that everyone is infected with the virus?" Dean asked.

"Yeah."

"Do you think we're infected too?" Sam thought about that and shrugged.

"I don't know and I don't want to know." Dean got up and carried the Louisville Slugger on his shoulder as they made their way to Alexandria. "So, Dad got reincarnated and is now a sociopath zombie killer," Sam said breaking the silence between the two. "That's kinda scary when you think about it. But it's kind of funny how his favorite monster slaying weapon is his weapon of choice in the apocalypse."

"I have a feeling that Dad's gonna remember us," Dean said. "And it's not going to end well."

"Let's just hope that he doesn't Dean," Sam said. He wasn't sure if Negan recognizing them would be a good or a bad thing. Perhaps it was a good thing...

Sam and Dean arrived at Alexandria just around twelve in the afternoon which was about the time Rick and the others were out on a supply run. As expected, they didn't trust the duo. With their weapons drawn, Rick's scavenging party asked them who they were and where they came from. "I'm Sam Winchester and this is my brother Dean," Sam said calmly. "We're lost."

"You don't look lost," Daryl said and narrowed his eyes at him.

"Where'd you come from?" Rick asked.

"Manchester, Georgia when the outbreak started. We were just about to go up the Kentucky but Dean said that it might be safer up in Virginia," Sam lied.

"Why Kentucky?"

"We're hunters so we move often and we have family there." That was partially true. However, they didn't have any family members in that state.

"How many walkers have you killed?"

"We lost count."

"How many people have you killed."

"Only those that deserve it," Dean said.

"Why?"

"That's what our dad taught us." Rick looked the bat Dean was holding and asked him where he'd got that. "We found it in the trunk of our car. I think a friend might've left it there and forgot to get it."

"Are you sure you didn't steal it from Negan?" Rick asked.

"We've never met him before," Sam said. Thankfully, they seemed to believe his lie and Rick allowed them to stay for a while unless they could prove to them that they were worth keeping. That didn't seem too hard since the Winchesters had fought multiple monsters and demons, went to hell and back, Dean died more than once, turned into a demon, went to purgatory, Sam temporarily lost his soul, they met the king of hell, and did other things regular humans would never be able to do. The zombie apocalypse shouldn't be too hard. They accepted Rick's offer and after a quick tour around the town, Sam and Dean were introduced to the group members. They were told about the incident with the Saviors and how they were supposed to work for Negan by providing supplies for them. Now, the two brothers were fully convinced that their father was a complete jerk. Again. Oh, and guess who decided to pay a visit a few minutes later.

Dean's heartbeat quickened as he heard his father calling Rick. "Ricky, I'm home!" He stepped closer to his brother and tensed as Negan caught sight of them. "Well, well, well. Where'd you two come from?" he asked as he got into their personal bubble. Thank goodness Rick was next to them to intervene.

"They're new," he said and stood in front of them.

"Well that's fan-fucking-tastic! I'm Negan." Sam and Dean hesitantly shook his gloved hand and smiled nervously at him.

"Hi, Negan. I'm Dean Winchester and this here is my little brother Sammy," Dean introduced and put an arm around Sam's shoulders.

"It's just Sam," the younger brother corrected. Dean wasn't sure if Negan recognized them or not. Did he know that he was talking to his sons? Did he forget about them? He didn't know but everything about him screamed danger. He made a mental note not to mess with this guy.

"Nice to meet you Sam and Dean." Negan turned to Rick and said, "I think these two would be great as my men. Don't you think so?" Rick frowned at him. They'd just met and he was already thinking about recruiting them.

"They've already decided to stay with me," he said and Dean could see the disappointment in Negan's eyes but it quickly faded as he twirled his bat around.

"Oh, I almost forgot. This here is Lucille," the sociopath said proudly and held her up so the two brothers could see. "She's a vampire bat." Sam and Dean looks with each other. Did he have a mental problem? Who Lucille had been before the apocalypse would be a mystery for now. All Dean wanted at the moment was for John/Negan to leave.

"She looks awesome," Sam said and Negan brightened.

"Lucille's liking you already!" he said and patted their heads. Dean was now certain that he had mental issues. They watched Negan's men load the tucks with the supplies before Negan looked at Rick. "I'm gonna talk to these two for a bit." Rick wasn't sure why he'd want to speak with them in private, but let him do so. The Winchesters walked to the back of a house and Negan smiled as he hugged them tightly. "I missed you," he murmured warmly.

"Missed you too Dad," Dean choked out and the older man let go of them.

"How did you two even get here?"

"We don't know. We just woke up here," Sam said. Negan looked at them for a moment in silence before shrugging.

"Well, you're here now and that's all that matters," he said. "I want you to join the Saviors."

"I'm sorry what?"

"It'd be disappointing if you didn't join my group. After all, we are family." Sam and Dean looked at each other uncertainly. They were instructed not to do so. Besides, after hearing all the shit Negan did, they weren't so sure if they could trust him. "So?"

"I think we'll pass," Dean said and Negan looked a bit hurt by his four letter sentence. It made Dean feel like he was betraying him.

"What? I sacrificed myself to save your ass and now you're saying that you don't want to be with your father? I'm hurt. Really, I am."

"Well you were being a dick back in the day." The hurt turned to anger and Negan stepped back a bit.

"I did it because I love you."

"You love us?" Sam asked. "You murder people who might have been innocent because you love us? That's not love Dad."

"I kill people because they don't follow the rules. When people don't follow the rules, they have to be punished."

"So killing is your way of punishment? You're even worse than I thought." Negan softened and he sighed.

"You two don't understand," he said. "Of course, I don't expect you to understand everything about this world since you're new to this place so let me sum it up for you."

"We're not little kids anymore. I'm pretty sure that we can--"

"The world has gone to shit. Every continent is full of walkers so we have to do whatever it takes to survive. Do you understand?"

"Yeah," Dean began. "But--"

"In this world, there's no such thing as society. It's do or die, kill or be killed."

"Why can't we just work together to find a cure?" Sam asked. "One group can look for supplies, another for a cure, one to help any other survivors--"

"That's not how humanity works," Negan interrupted and Dean could see that he was beginning to get annoyed. "Don't you get it? Society doesn't exist anymore. There is only one way to survive. Do you know what that is?"

"Kill," Dean said quietly and Negan nodded. He seemed proud of the answer given to him and gently thumped his son's shoulder.

"Yes, Dean. You kill to survive," he replied. "Once you get used to it, you'll be a badass like me." His gaze was filled with love as he moved closer to the two. "You know, I've thought about you often. I'm really happy that you came here." Dean could feel his hot breath on his face and he wanted to back away from him but he couldn't seem to move his legs. "Did you miss me?"

"Yeah, we did," Sam said and Negan ruffled his hair as a blond man walked up to him.

"Negan, we're done," he said and his leader smiled.

Turning to his sons he said, "It was nice meeting you two." He smiled charmingly at Sam and Dean before dismissing the blond man he called Dwight. Leaning forward, he kissed them on the cheek and said goodbye before happily strolling off to meet his men. Dean stared at him for a moment before turning to Sam.

"Okay, I think he's possessed again," he said and his younger, yet taller brother nodded.