Walking Dead Season 1 Characters Novels & Stories

The two werewolves made their way through the halls, navigating the familiar territory that had recently been disrupted by the arrival of the attractive vampire refugees. As they approached the clinic, the subdued hum of conversations and the scent of antiseptic filled the air. Alpha Dwayne's keen eyes took in the sight of Carla lying on a clinic bed, her form still and vulnerable. Alesha's presence offered reassurance, her vigilant gaze fixed on the unconscious Luna.

Bullets dart beside us, as Larry and Mel shoots at the zombies which tries to come anywhere closer. Xiao quickly shut the metal doors as soon as we step in, Eddy dropped me. I groaned in pain. Unlike the Nightwalkers, the Daywalkers won't bother to struggle with the door, they left as soon as Xiao shut it. My skin still burns in pain as the bite mark begins to heal slowly. Eddy sits on a stool and lean against the wall, his bleeding arms healed slowly. . “Are you ok” Mel asked, as she sits beside me.

The four kids that were still in the parking lot begin making their way over, shifting into skinwalkers as well. "Double crap." Chris turned to look at his brother. Emma kicked at one of the walkers, but she just bounced off him and landed on the ground. Another skinwalker snarled, clawing at Kate. She dodged, kicking him in the snout. He howled in pain, then attacked her again.

Elena walked out of the door, closing it behind her, while Iris sat there, her expression unreadable as she just looked at the wall, boring a hole into it. • • • Xavier walked into the hospital. As he walked in, everyone bowed down in respect, more out of fear. With him were Ethan and Alexander. Xavier’s hand gripped the door handle as he pushed it open. His gaze landed on Declan’s lifeless body lying on the bed, wires connected to him. He pushed the door a little and resumed his steps, walking towards him. Declan’s eyes fluttered open weakly at the sound of footsteps. His eyes landed on Xavier, a small smile tugging at his lips. His hand reached for Xavier. “My stone… come,” he said proudly

“Silence! “Don’t you know that Young Master Cedric’s having a nap right now? “Do you people want to die?!” Another group appeared; they had slightly darker skin as well, but they were wearing ordinary clothes. The person in front was a middle-aged woman with a vengeful expression. She was one of the four top experts of the Corpse Walkers’ younger generation, Paloma Lopez. Paloma quickly went to the front of the crowd. As soon as she saw her junior with blood covering his mouth and a palm print on his face, her expression worsened.

Audrey and a small team of Smoke-Walkers—whose wolf-blood provided a high metabolic resistance to the pheromones—had to crawl through the city’s secondary ducts, which were already being choked by white, spider-web-like fungi. In the dark of the vents, Audrey encountered a "Drowned" man—a Glass-Walker who had been taken by the forest weeks ago. He stood in the ventilation shaft, his skin replaced by thick bark, his eyes glowing with a soft, bioluminescent amber. He didn't attack; he just stood there, a living statue.

In front of us is the high platform where the council leaders will probably sit. The door opened and the five elders entered the large door. We all stood up in respect until they took their seats. I instantly noticed two of them are werewolves, two male vampires and one female human. What I find fascinating is that the human is the one sitting in the middle. If my memory is right, her name is Tatiana, the werewolves are named Lucian and Titus, while the vampires are Amir and Gregory.

Zomzom’s keen hearing made out dribbling slimy chewing. The dead man cocked his head to one side in a familiar movement from when he’d been alive. He was in no hurry to approach the witch. Despite her obvious painful weakness and nobody else being in the corridor, Zomzom had no desire to attack. The undead’s instincts told him that of the two of them the predator would be this mangled semblance of a human. That very moment, when the zombie had already decided to turn away and take a walk in a different place, Livia suddenly turned, looking straight at him. The woman’s small puffed-up eyes were flashing with malice.

I stated through the walkie, noting the four zombie like ex humans that were half hidden in the ally we drove passed. “How many?” Wheeler questioned. “Four that I saw, was only a glimpse though.” I stated. “Okay keep pace just keep a look out, we'll slow if we need to.” He stated as I continued to scan. “I've got two.” Porter stated. “Clear here.” “Clear.” I echoed Wheeler not seeing any more. “Is it me or has something changed?” Porter questioned. “What does he mean?” I asked my eyes still focused out the window. “He means that this feels different. The dead don't group they wonder, mostly alone, especially this far from a major city.” Bubble answered my question as Jake responded through t

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.