The Walking Dead: The Will To Survive Fan Fic
Okay, I know a lot of Fan Fic's have been popping up but this has been in development for quite sometime, I would like to thank my good friend TeamKennyAlways for telling me to post this now, it's it's takes place in the city of Savannah during the beginning of the apocalypses, it also has several somewhat well known zombie survivors from a few games, along with one game that is not zombie related, without wasting more of your time here is the Walking Dead: Will to Survive chapter one
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Based off the beloved Telltale game
The Walking Dead: The Will To Survive
Act 1, Low Sky at Dawn
Chapter one
Darkening Clouds
The sun came over the many building in the south, glistering over the glass like water. It was summer in
Georgia; the heat was almost unbearable in Savannah. River Street was crowded like you would not
believe. I was here with my best friend from Colorado, he was on vacation and his family trusted me
with him, something I was not sure they should have done. I always call him Dthly Chill; it was his
gamer tag on Xbox360 and it’s a lot cooler than his real name anyway. Anyway, I was in the crowd
some distance from the hotel, I just could not stay there forever, you can only talk to your friends for
so long before you go mad. It was amazing; with the boats moving, birds flying and landing on the river,
and the waves slowly rolling around, I knew this is why I came. Then, the downward spiral began just
like that, I do not remember how it happens but I do vaguely remember hearing a gunshot before getting
trampled by all those people on River Street. I woke up sometime later, I did not know what time it
was, four, five, seven o clock, all I know was it was late and no one was around. Everything looked
strangely destroyed; there was a trolley on its side in rubble. The birds were gone and there was blood
only a few feet away. I did not know what to think so I went down the road and saw a dead body with
someone nearby. I yelled for them but did not come close, I got closer and closer until it turned around.
It was dead but it was moving, even eating what was left of the body. It got up and walked toward
me, I did nothing as I just stared back in horror. It grabbed me and pulled me down so I kicked it and
started to crawl away but it kept coming. I kept crawling until I backed up into a car or something. I
saw to my left another dead man, there were no weapons on the body but there was a glass shard
hanging from the car window. I grabbed it, by hand started to bleed but I had to ignore the pain as the
creature approached with its mouth opened like a shark. With all my strength I jammed the glass shard
into the head of my enemy, it dropped dead, I did not dare try to pick it up. I did not know what it
was, it looked like a zombie from all those voodoo stories one of my friends would talk about.. I did not
know what to think, should I be terrified, should I be scared that the dead are coming out of the
ground. I then remembered Chill and the rest of my friends, still at the hotel; it’s has been hours, I got
to go look for them. I turned around just to see another ‘zombie’, more and more started to follow him
and soon enough they was a wall of rotting flesh walking toward me. I ran down an alloy way being
chased all the while. I got to the end the alloy just to see more zombies coming down the only way
out. I was trapped, I tried to jump onto the balcony just feet above my head, but it was too heavy to
pull myself up. I looked down to see my only salvation, a manhole cover partially open. I grabbed the
side and pulled and pulled, looking at the wall of dead coming closer and closer. I came open just as
they were in arm reach of me. I jumped down, ignoring the ladder next to me; a zombie fell down the
hole and died, splattering blood all over my shirt. The rest of this “mini hoard” of zombies did not come
down; they just looked down with a dead stare and slowly walked away.
Bioshock Infinite WD proudly presents
In association with TeamKennyAlways, Cany0udance and many more
Based off the beloved Telltale game
The Walking Dead: The Will To Survive
Act 1, Low Sky at Dawn
Chapter one
Darkening Clouds
The sun came over the many building in the south, glistering over the glass like water. It was summer in
Georgia; the heat was almost unbearable in Savannah. River Street was crowded like you would not
believe. I was here with my best friend from Colorado, he was on vacation and his family trusted me
with him, something I was not sure they should have done. I always call him Dthly Chill; it was his
gamer tag on Xbox360 and it’s a lot cooler than his real name anyway. Anyway, I was in the crowd
some distance from the hotel, I just could not stay there forever, you can only talk to your friends for
so long before you go mad. It was amazing; with the boats moving, birds flying and landing on the river,
and the waves slowly rolling around, I knew this is why I came. Then, the downward spiral began just
like that, I do not remember how it happens but I do vaguely remember hearing a gunshot before getting
trampled by all those people on River Street. I woke up sometime later, I did not know what time it
was, four, five, seven o clock, all I know was it was late and no one was around. Everything looked
strangely destroyed; there was a trolley on its side in rubble. The birds were gone and there was blood
only a few feet away. I did not know what to think so I went down the road and saw a dead body with
someone nearby. I yelled for them but did not come close, I got closer and closer until it turned around.
It was dead but it was moving, even eating what was left of the body. It got up and walked toward
me, I did nothing as I just stared back in horror. It grabbed me and pulled me down so I kicked it and
started to crawl away but it kept coming. I kept crawling until I backed up into a car or something. I
saw to my left another dead man, there were no weapons on the body but there was a glass shard
hanging from the car window. I grabbed it, by hand started to bleed but I had to ignore the pain as the
creature approached with its mouth opened like a shark. With all my strength I jammed the glass shard
into the head of my enemy, it dropped dead, I did not dare try to pick it up. I did not know what it
was, it looked like a zombie from all those voodoo stories one of my friends would talk about.. I did not
know what to think, should I be terrified, should I be scared that the dead are coming out of the
ground. I then remembered Chill and the rest of my friends, still at the hotel; it’s has been hours, I got
to go look for them. I turned around just to see another ‘zombie’, more and more started to follow him
and soon enough they was a wall of rotting flesh walking toward me. I ran down an alloy way being
chased all the while. I got to the end the alloy just to see more zombies coming down the only way
out. I was trapped, I tried to jump onto the balcony just feet above my head, but it was too heavy to
pull myself up. I looked down to see my only salvation, a manhole cover partially open. I grabbed the
side and pulled and pulled, looking at the wall of dead coming closer and closer. I came open just as
they were in arm reach of me. I jumped down, ignoring the ladder next to me; a zombie fell down the
hole and died, splattering blood all over my shirt. The rest of this “mini hoard” of zombies did not come
down; they just looked down with a dead stare and slowly walked away.
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At this point, you might be thinking why I should even care about this story and there is
no backstory. Well there is a story, and I will tell it. My name is Tyler, I am a high
school student from Ohio who gets above average grades in everything but history, I am
smart but an Einstein I am not. So here is how it all started, I was in my hotel room just
watching the news. The major stories were, prison break was happening in a nearby
county, four prisoners had gotten away, and a mechanical administrator at the air force
base near Macon had stuck her commanding officer with a wrench for something, I did
not care. That was all the new said and that’s all I cared about. I turned it off just as it
started talking about riots going on across the state. I was not the only person here in
the hotel, which was a five star hotel by the way. Chill was here obviously, he was
wearing a nice fedora he bought the day before with a leather jacket he has had for
some time. My school class had come to Savannah but it really was not that big of a
class, and by not big I mean three people. One of the class mates I have is a good
friend named Noah, he is 13, but he is fast as all hell, he always wins races. He is fun to
be around but he does want to dominate everything. There is only one other person
that did come to the city, another friend from my class. Her name is Melina; she is a
nice person good to be around but does not like to talk to most people, somewhat shy I
guess. Before you even start yes she is my friend, but not my girlfriend, you have no
idea how many times I get called out on that. My teacher was here for only a short
time, he did not stay because he had trust in us, most likely not a good idea. So I
wanted to go and see River Street, so I put on a long green shirt, gray shorts, and some
sandals, you know the rest. The room number was 212 and it was in the middle of the
long hallway. I walked down the blue carpet and down the stairs to see the river, I got
more then I wanted.
Well.. i wasn't going to use him in my fic. So i don't see why not.
Also, it would be best to organize the story in paragraph form, but double-space is still way better than wall of text.:)
Still, Funny Coincedence is Funny.
Same age and everything.
Pretty much the only difference is my Noah is not a good runner.
As I walked in the empty sewer system I thought to myself, what has the world come to, zombies all
around eating people, this must be a dream. The sound of gunfire above my head made me realize this
was not a dream. There was very little light in the tunnel, only cones of light would shine from tiny
cracks above. The sounds of rats moving around made it more tense; at any moment something could
grab me and kill me as quickly as I breathe . I always had been afraid of the dark, even when I was
young the darkness always scared me. Every so often I would see shadows along the walls, following
me like candles, I did not know if they were real or just my fears getting to me, I just kept walking
toward what was ahead. The tunnel was still going on and on, I was nowhere near the end, the sounds
of footsteps were getting louder and louder. I was reaching the breaking point, I swore I saw the
cracks get bigger, my own footsteps were sounding like earthquakes, and I could see something at the
corner of my eye and it was not a zombie. A ladder came out of the darkness; I grabbed it and climbed
as fast as a man can climb. The man hole opened into another world, a very different from what I had
seen a few hours ago.
Lee Everett- Car Crash.
Tyler Something-Or-Other- Unconscious after being trampled (from this thing)
Nate-(real Monsters) The Exeption
Liam Dentlee (Great Follies)- Just being a Lazy Teenager.
Did i Miss any instances of main characters missing it out. Fan fic's and Canons alike.
The Smell of Burning Bread
I climbed out of frying pan and into the fire; I turn around to see the city burning.
Gunfire was in the distance, the screams of soon to be dead people were everywhere
and a few buildings were on fire. I believe the market was burning, as I could smell the
unmistakable smell of bread burning. As I watched this home away from home die, I
knew no one was leaving this city, alive or not. I starred at it for some time, I lost track
of how long I watch the death of a once amazing city I had always wanted to see. The
hotel was not too far away from where I stood. As I turned around a zombie grabbed me
and started to pull me down onto the ground. I was near an alleyway so I tried to push
the zombie into the wall, it would not move. I was too weak and it was way too strong
to be moved, I kept trying but I knew it was for nothing. I excepted my fate, knowing I
would become just mindless husk for eternity, as the zombies face was about to bite into
my neck, a loud shot rang out. My sight went red, I could see nothing and I fell to the
ground and laid still. I started hearing voices, not whispers but real words. I could see
vaguely to shadows over me, as I wept the blood from my eyes I could see them. They
were not military or friends of mine, or anything I had seen before. One of them was a
man, 38 or so, with a large shotgun resting over his left shoulder, still smoking. He was
wearing a black shirt with a gray vest, a red double crossed tie, and some very dark
pants. His right hand had a large hand warp with some blood on it. On his right hip was
a very large revolver with the hammer pulled back. He had very dark hair and green
eyes, and he was looking at me with a slight smirk. The other one was woman who could
not be older than 20 with a very long blue skirt, with a small blue petty coat. She had
very dark brown hair that was very short, almost like it had been cut. She was not
wearing any make-up at all, which is really strange. Her eyes were as blue as the sky
and she had a brooch hanging from her neck with a diving bird on it. They said nothing
as I got back up, I thanked them for saving my life, and they still said nothing back. The
man said to me “You can walk can’t you, you are lucky I was here to save your life.” I
told him in a smart ass voice “I did not need the help, I was fine.” He said back “You’re
not the only person today who refused my help, I am sure they are dead now.” I was
going to say something back when the girl asked me “Where were you coming from when
this happened, is your family here in Savannah?.” “No, my friends are in the Hilton hotel
down the road over there.” The man said back “well it’s just good we found you when
we did, I have just seen to many people die today and over the years to be happy.” I
ask what their names are, as I never trusted someone that I don’t even know what to
call. In a proud voice the man said “My name is Booker DeWitt, the woman beside me is
Elizabeth, and we are the only thing keeping you from being six feet under, from now on
you better be a bit quicker on the draw.” I said fair enough, we all started walking
toward the hotel. Booker told me to get a move on as the day won’t stay burning for
long, and then like that we at the hotel doorstep, not knowing if anyone was even alive
BTW. did you notice that i've finished the first episode of my fic?
Sorry if this seems like advertising, i'm just curious.
Something funny about How Liam missed the intial outbreak phases is he just overslept.
As I walked up to the door, the place seem to look the same as it had hours ago, but a few things were
different, the windows were boarded with wood, and the front door was both locked and barricaded. I
was just started to realize how odd the two survivors were, they looked like they were from a different
time era. The shotgun was lever action, which is strange because they don’t make many of those. The
revolver looked like something from the 1890s, and the outfits on both of them were early 1900s style.
I was not complaining, but it just felt odd like I was reading yet another history book. The lock looked
like it was made of hard steel, too strong for a bullet, but they did not seem fazed. I just started
leaning on the wall, looking at my watch hoping something would happen. I saw Booker give a node to
the girl, and just like that she got on her knee and put a pin into the lock. Just as fast as I had seen
the pin go into the lock, it was out and lock fell to the ground. I looked with surprise and shock and
said “how the hell did you do that?” All she said was “I have a lot of spare time.” I just nodded and
said yay whatever, the barricade was just a bookcase pushed against the door, it got moved without
much effort. The lobby was dark, the lights were out and there were dead body’s everywhere. The
glass windows were all broken, the clean tile was red from the blood, but the lemonade and cookies
were still on their stand in the corner. The air was filled the smell of lead and decomposing dead, I had
no weapons to use and it was hard to tell if they had been shot in the head. The lobby was mostly a
square with two flights of stairs at both ends, a large chandelier hung above the desks, tilted like it also
had been shot. I turned to my saviors and whispered, “Hay, do you have anything that is silenced.”
Booker told me that nothing he carried was quiet, but that we did not have to worry. We went up the
stairs without incident, after the stairs, there was a door to the main flight of stairs, near a soda
machine. We walked up the stairs to the sixth floor, I was about to collapse from the walking, I was not
in the best of shape let me tell you. I told them that the room was 212, and that it was in the middle of
corridor. We were at the door to the room and there was no sound inside, I put my hand in my pocket
to get the key card but there was nothing there, I must have lost in on River Street. I started walking
away when Booker kicked the door down and pulled out his shotgun.
Reunited
I ran back to see all my friends on the ground with their hands up, Chill was there and
the moment he saw me he yelled out “Holy shit, Tyler where have you been and why is
this asshole trying to kill me?” I told in a slightly mad voice “He is not trying to shoot
you, he is trying to save you. “ Ok then, next time can you not kick the door down and
almost crush me in the middle of a poker game, let me finish this hand. I got three of a
kind, beat that Noah. By the way, were the fuck have you been, you told me an hour
and it’ past 6.” “Sorry Kyle but I have a Full House.” “Goddammit, you had a card in
your sleeve literally didn’t you.” “Maybe, maybe not, but I want won anyway.” I told
Chill calmly “Yes I am late, but did the calendar say ‘July 24 the world will and end and
zombies will kill us’ because if it did then this is your fault for not telling me.” I then
asked why you were even here, he tells me “I said we should stay here and wait for
rescue, only that plan did not count on mister 1893 kicking the door down.” “Where is
Melina, is she still here?” “Yes she is still here, they even made me the leader of this
group; I knew playing all those hours of Battlefield 3 would pay off.” As soon as he said
Melina came out the shadows, she was good if not a little shaken. Chill said “So who
are these people and do they have a plan on how to survive.” “My name is Booker
DeWitt, the girls name is Elizabeth, and yes we have a plan if you follow three rules.
One, I am the leader not you which means you go where I go and nowhere else. Two, if
you see anything if it be supplies or one of those creatures just tell Elizabeth, don’t try
to handle it like it’s a video game. Three, do not complain at all, I am not a part of your
family and I will never be, think of me as a military officer or a drill sergeant and nothing
else, is that clear?” Chill said back “yes, but what is her role, she has not even said a
word, she mute or something, the only use I see is to look pretty and do nothi- he did
not finish that sentence, Elizabeth slapped him across the face telling him “I am a nice
person, but no one calls me useless or a whore, I doubt you know what geography even
is or how to the stop the flow of blood, so think twice before you say something so
dumb.” “Ok then, message understood welcome to the team miss.” Booker said “any
last questions before we leave.” Noah came up and said “Does the base we are going to
have power or something so I can play some Call of Duty.” “Not in this world or any
other will we be play video games and no we have a zero amount of power.” I looked
down on the floor to find a flashlight, I grabbed it and turned it on, it was dim like the
batteries were dying but it would be enough to get me to are destination. We started to
walk down the stairs in the darkness when something grabbed Booker. It was a zombie
and it looked like he was done for, when at that moment he punched the zombie in the
face, but it did not sound like a punch at all. There was a loud motor sound and blood
was going everywhere, when I put the flashlight on him he had a spinning hook the size
of a hand on his arm. Chill freaked out and yell “Shit man, that thing looks the fucking
chainsaw from Gears of War” Noah asks were in the world did you get that monster of a
weapon. He politely said “sometimes you can’t believe the things you find people use.”
The rest of the hotel had nothing jump out at us so we walked for some time to a parking
garage were the camp was.
Crew
The day was winding down, and I was about to meet the rest of the crew, and if you
though the leader was odd just you wait. I came into the garage and I saw some tents
with a tire in the center with gasoline canisters nearby. The group came out of the
tents and there were four of them, there was one of them in 1920s clothing with an Irish
hat. The other three were military; one was a US marine with the desert uniform in his
mid-40s. One of them had a beret, he had a large sack on his back with small lettering
on the front, and he looked Russian, I had no idea what age he was. Finally there was
an old man in his 60s, with a blue uniform and a sword on his hip, his uniform was
Japanese. This was the crew and they were all interesting to no end. Booker called out
and they all got in line, he yelled out “These are the members of the group, the one with
1920s clothing is Albert Arlington, you might remember him from the news as the recent
escaping prisoners. The American soldier is Tank Dempsey American war hero. The
Russian is Nikolai Belinski, a soldier that will do anything for vodka, pretty much average
Russian in a nutshell. Last but not least we have General Takeo Masaki, Japanese officer
and strategist that thinks before he fights. Welcome to the family you can warm up by
the fire or just go to sleep it’s your choice.”