Hello. I've enjoyed reading some of the fanfiction here. But one thing I haven't read is how it all started. Then again, maybe someone has and I don't know about it. Well, I thought I would make this small rendition. I hope that it will be read and enjoyed.

All I own is this story idea everything else belongs to AMC, Robert Kirkman, and the History Channel.

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Dr. Edwin Jenner stared at his left hand in grief and shock. The same hand that sported a simple yet elegant white gold wedding band, was holding an M9 Beretta pistol. There was a gaping hope where Candace lovely face once was. Edwin thought back over and over in his mind how it could have come to this. How could someone so brilliant, compassionate and kind, end up tried to a gurney with a bullet in the brain? what was once a human being was know a soulless, mindless, walking body of destruction. There were so many like Candace; not just in Atlanta, but all over the world. It was six weeks prior that the world went about its usual business. Wars were fought, crops were grown, and the human race just kept on going. Then everything went to hell.

Jenner put down his pistol and wiped the tears from his eyes with the back of his sleeve. He was now just feeling completely exhausted both mentally and physically. He sat down down and and barely heard or acknowledged all the word of sympathy that he was getting from his very few remaing colleagues. By then there were very few left that felt any sense of optimism. That included him. Of course Edwin promised Candace that he would continue working for as long as he was able to. What the hell was he supposed to say to a woman on her death bed anyway, no? So after a memorial service in the morgue, it was back to work.

Dr. Edwin Jenner had been a man of reason. He simply could not leave things to fate or faith. That was not how he was taught. Which is why when he was told about the pestilence, he just could not believe it. How it all came about, well, that was the most incredible part...