Borrowed Time | By : kittykatattack7 Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 1568 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author's Note: Hello! I'm Catherine! And this is my first TWD Fanfic. Victoria Daniels is a badass made-up character of mine that I've been wanting to tackle and the TWD universe suits her well. This story will take place around Season 3 with the prison as the location. Some characters will still be around and others I have left out for my story. And then there will be new characters as well along the way. I intend for this to be a very long running story! There will be eventual stuff and thangs, but not right away...Daryl x Victoria will be a slowburn!
I hope everyone enjoys this Fanfic. Please review and subscribe to the story! I love feedback! I am not new to writing, but I am new to writing a TWD fanfic. All ideas and words of encouragement appreciated!
As much as Victoria would love to admit the world went to shit when the dead rose, she couldn't. The world was going to hell in a hand basket long before the outbreak. Whatever God or ethereal being that people pray to was no longer there. They had turned their backs on Earth long before this. Not like she blamed them. Earth had it coming. The world had become so corrupt with politics crumbling before everyone's eyes. Government had become a joke and the world leaders seemed hell bent on controlling everyone through fear and war. Victoria saw the end happening, but she kept to her little bubble as if nothing like an apocalyptic world would ever happen in her life time. But, it did. And the virus was the icing on the cake that set in motion the end of humans as they knew it. Victoria was luckily in the know thanks to her older brother, Henry, who had been an ER surgeon in Virginia. The last time she spoke to Henry he had told her to run from the city and run she did. She packed her essentials and didn't tell a soul where she was going. Henry had never steered her wrong before, so why stop listening now? She had already been well out of Atlanta once the carnage unfolded in the populated areas. She made it as far as an empty farm house before stopping to scavenge for more supplies. It was where she found her prized weapons. Twin sickles. The family that had lived there must have used to gut the livestock that had once been on the land.
The first person she came across was a feral looking man and he had accosted her at a store. He had tried to take her supplies and he meant to kill her. In the powers struggle, she was able to jam her knife into his heart over and over until his body ceased to move. To her surprise, the man got up moments after as a living dead person. She put a slug to his brain without even flinching. Killing another human being before he became a walker was Vicki's defining moment. She was changed forever. And she realized she was capable of doing anything to survive if her well-being was threatened. Her time consisted of squatting in places for brief periods of time, hunting, rationing and scavenging. When a herd of walkers would threaten her shelter, she was quick to move on and find another place. She never stayed in one place for too long though. Never getting too comfortable was her main concern. This went on for quite some time and she had yet to see another living person since the first man she had killed. The walkers were plentiful though, that was for sure. She'd killed so many of those she'd lost count. However, when she stupidly got herself stuck up a tree with walkers snapping at her feet she hadn't been prepared for Daniel and some of his men to come to her aide. Nor did she think a week after being rescued she'd be running for her life from those very same men who now wanted her dead.
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