Description
A Walking Dead fanfiction Rachel and Emma are two sisters who, except for their dogs, have been alone since the beginning of the apocalypse. After their car breaks down they are forced to continue on foot to Atlanta, hoping to find the refugee center mentioned on the radio. Instead, they find a scrappy group of survivors who take them in, including a rough and tumble archer who designates the two girls as Pincushion and Beanpole. But soon both the girls and the group will be forced to face the awful truth that the walking dead are not their only enemies. Sometimes it is the living who are more dangerous than the dead. Armed with their wits, a welded baseball bat and a slingshot, and the sometimes tenuous relationships they've developed along the way, Pincushion and Beanpole take on the apocalypse and struggle to adapt to this new world. Will they succeed? Or will they also become the walking dead?
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