|My Undead Hoemance
Author: Saliva1234 PM
A story of the lives of two lone teenagers lived the zombie apocalypse. This is my first story, DarylXOCRated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Friendship - Daryl D. - Chapters: 12 - Words: 8,488 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 09-20-12 - Published: 05-12-12 - id: 8109551
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Adventures and Zombies
Daryl Dixon was tired. He had been scouting in this hotel for what had seemed like hours and had not come across anything...not even the dead which is strange considering it is a fucking zombie apocalypse. He was looking out the window at the deserted street when he heard a door creak from down the hall. Going to investigate he switched into hunter mode and crept along the hallway like a cat. Outside the door he could hear something from inside, it sounded like snoring. He slowly opened the
door. What he saw shocked him. What he saw, were two girls one looked about 15 the other looked younger, maybe 14. One was sleeping on a bed the other had a shotgun pointed at his head. The one lying on the bed had bright ginger hair that was tangled and blood stained, the other was blue eyed blonde with dirt and blood matting her hair. They looked clean. "Stop. Where. You. Are." she demanded her accent British without any fear in her voice. "Hey! Whoa! Don't shoot." Daryl said his hands raised above his head. "I'm on your side."
She faltered and lowered her gun a little. "You bit?" she asked.
"Just about to ask you the same thing. No I'm not what about you?" he replied.
She smiled at this. "Bitch please! Do I look bit to you." she turned to the sleeping girl and shook her "Kim Wake Up!".
"AHH!" she yelled looking at daryl with brown eyes and pointing the pistol on the table at his head "Who. The. Fuck. Are. You?" her accent was also clearly British.
The blonde rolled her eyes and punched the other girl lightly on the arm "Yo Kim. Calm yahself this is..."
"Daryl. My name is Daryl Dixon...and you two are...?"
"I'm Kim. Kimberly Tully" the redhead replied she was shaking but she lowered the gun. "and that's Caitlin Titmus." The blonde waved from the bed-side table she was leaning on.
"Eh um Daryl, why are you here? What do you want?" asked Caitlin.
"I'm scouting. Looking f-" his reply was cut short by various moans and heavy breathing coming from down the corridor.
"Oh shit, Kim they found us." whispered Caitlin walking swiftly and quietly to her gun.
"Aw shit Cait, I told yah we need to get out of this place. We should do a runner." Kim whispered back.
"Cool. Okay Kim, get the food and the ammo. I'm gonna hold 'em off. Daryl, you going to help or just stand there gawking?" the two girls had stopped and to look at Daryl who had been standing there, so amazed by the fact they could handle themselves and survive in this mess.
"Um, yeah, just let me reload." said Daryl reloading his crossbow.
In the hallway there were a dozen walkers slowly walking their way up the corridor. Somewhere missing limbs and a few were even missing parts of the jaws.
"Come on Kim! Move, move, move!" Caitlin shouted from the little room "Get the food and run." Caitlin climbed on top of some boxes that had been stacked for such a occasion and got her desert eagle and started firing into the horde of flesh hungry psychopaths taking out at least a quarter of them before running out of ammo and resorting to the shotgun strapped to her back. Daryl had his gun out as well and was reloading, when the door he was leaning on collapsed, sending him falling into a walker on the other side. Caitlin, seeing this, had stopped shooting at the infected and took her knife out throwing it at the zombie hitting it directly in the brain. After they hacked, slashed, and stomped all the zombies to death they quietly exited the building.