Years after the outbreak started, you were smart. You were strong, and stayed alive.

Eventually, you became a soldier for a group called Commonwealth. Commonwealth consisted of over 200,000 people. It was a lot, especially in this apocalypse.

The group really distracted a lor of people from the real world. It had TVs, phones, real houses, hot water, cars, stores, everything. It was a giant base, almost endless. The possibilies were endless.

There were hundreds of guards, guarding the gates and the towers, and you were one of them, you usually stood near the entrance.

All the guards wore these black and white fill body suits, they were similar to armor, only better. It covered evrry inch of the body, and strapped to each soldier, was many weapons. Around their shoulder was a gun strapped to them.

The leader of the newly found group, Rick, was gone. Eveyone knew he really wasn't dead after he blew up those people to save his family and friends, so his wife, Michonne, and his best friend, Daryl, went to go find him. You had faith. You knew they'd be back in no time with Rick.

Right now, it was near christmas time.

Currently, you were on night shift, standing guard at the entrance of the gate when Rosita runs up to the gate behind you.

"Hey, dickwad. We're all sitting infront of the fire. Judith and RJ are wrapping gifts. You wanna join?" She asks with a soft smirk, but it wasn't teasing at all.