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Mathilde, Henrik and Silje where born and raised in a little contry called Norway. A small contry in the northern part of Europe, with harsh climate and a culture that made you tough as steal. They where not city folks, they had actually been raised in the contryside up north of Norway, taught from an early age how to hunt, how to fish and how to handle different types of wepons. Henrik and Mathilde where siblings, Silje their next door neighbour, Mathildes bestfriend all through school and later on Henriks girlfriend.Henrik was 30 years of age, tall, with dark brown hair, usually tied up into a ponytail in the back, he had an athletic body, velvet brown eyes, his sister on the other hand who was two years younger then her brother was short, slender but yet had curves in the right places, her long wavy hair was pale blond, almost looked like the color of the moon, she had light blue eyes, almost looked icey. Their different looks always raised questions about if they where siblings by blood, they had gotten used to it and just brushed it off with a joke about a very handsome postalman who took his work seriously enough to deliver at the door. Silje was alittle taller then Mathilde, she had a lush cruvy body, long wavy brown hair and her trade mark was her golden orbs. She was also the more sweet and kind nature then the two siblings, more soft spoken. She was usually the one that scaled the two siblings out.
How the norwegians ended up in Georgia was kind of a coincidence, they had been sitting at their family cabin one winter night, the snowstorm was howling around the cabin and they where drinking what they usually did, coffee and moonshine, and Silje had suddenly blurted out how fun it would be to go to the states. The siblings had agreed and they had all started saving their money, and after two years it was time for them to go, they had packed up their camping gear, some clothes, backpacks, sleeping bags, the whole works and jumped on a plane. They wherent really interested in all the normal tourist stuff, no, they wanted to backtrack through different states, usually by foot. Sometimes they had rented a car and spent a couple of nights at a hotel, just to get cleaned off. They had ended up in a small town in Georgia, when the world as they knew it ended. They had been staying in, riding out a nasty hangover when they where watching the tv and saw the first reports about the outbreak. All three had been glued to the tv for a while, before Henrik had gotten out of bed, and grabed a half full bottle of jack and took a large swig. "Dette er faens villt! (this is fucking wild) " he said to the other two, his sister reaching out for the bottle. "Det er ikke noe vi ikke kan håndtere ( its nothing we cant handle) " Mathilde said with a smirk on her face. Henrik nodded and slumped back onto the bed with a thud.
It was almost 11 months since they first had seen the news about the virus turning people into zombies, they had desided to stay put at the hotel for a while, but now they had realised that it was actually safer out on the streets, or better yet out in the woods then in the crowdy hotel. They had packed up their stuff and where sneaking out of the hotel when suddenly Henrik stoped, the two woman turned and looked at Henrik breaking the glass and grabing the emergency axe "Cant leave without this little baby" he said twirling the shaft of the axe in his hands, both woman rolled their eyes "stop fucking around, brother, we need to get out of this hellwhole and find a good spot." Henrik sighed at his sisters nagging about leaving the hotel "why are you so keen on leaving anyways? its still food and shit here" he said, Mathilde turned back with a humpf " the bar is nearly empty, no reason to stay, all the good stuff is gone" Silje choked a giggle and they all continued down the stairs. They made it out into the nearly empty street, a couple of zombies was shuffeling aimlessly around, they brought them down easly, they had stacked up on amo, wepons, food and water. They had been scavenging for the last months, preparing to head out of town. The siblings had gotten alittle moody, when they had realized that they had to leave the town they had spent almost a year in, they liked the quietnes, they had learned where the different shops where and where they could find different things easely, the forrest where they could hunt was also close by, it was the perfect place to stay. And the best thing about it, they had stumbled over a comunity with survivors only 45 minutes away one day while out hunting, they had decided to keep an eye on the people there, they had soon realized that the comunity wherent all roses and daysies, the man controlling it or leading it had a darker side. They had seen how they had gunned down people out in the woods, they had decided to have alittlebit of fun with the guys, like pulling inocent childrens pranks on them to intertain themselfs alittle. And now they had to leave, now they had to start all over some place new. Silje felt the need to lighten their mood alittle "hey you guys, what if we take one more run to the liqourstore, and have one more cheers to the town before we leave." Both Henrik and Mathilde beemed up and nodded in unison. They started jogging over to the store and made their way into the back of the store. Silje grabed a couple of bottles of wine, stuffed them down in her backpack, she was more into wine then the heavy stuff the others prefered. Mathilde jumped up on the counter and opened a botle of Jameson, Henrik had a botle of vodka tightly tucked into his hand, they raised the bottle and shouted out a loud "skål (cheers)" before they took a large gulp.
Rick, T-Dog, Glenn, Daryl and Hershal where out on a run, they needed to stock up on food, clothes and water, incase the Governer decided to close off the roads that led out of the prison. They parked the cars and Daryls bike at the side of the road, ten minutes outside of the town they had chosen to go too, incase there where others in the town they had left the cars close by, they sertainly didnt want a replay of the whole Randel situation.They had only walked for about five minutes when they first heard alot of comotion comming from the middle of the town. "What the hell is that noise?" T-Dog said in a hushed voice, Daryl shruged. "Maybe someone needs help?" Glenn suggested and they all started jogging into the middle of the town where the noise was comming from. They could hear shouting, hollaring, loud whistles and gunshots, they couldnt catch what was being shouted, it sertainly wherent in english. They left Hershal a few blocks away on look out, and the rest continued on. The first thing they spotted was a tall man throwing something that looked like a bottle at a walker that was comming at him, the walker stumbled back alitle from the impact from the bottle, but the hunger for human flesh made it continue, the man looked unarmed and Daryl had aimed in the walker and was about to send a bolt straight into the walkers head, when he spotted a dark haired woman swinging a bat into the walkers back, making the walker stumble to the ground and then she swung the bat one more time and then grinned as the bat came crushing into the walkers skull. The woman turned and blew the man a kiss. The man answered with slapping her ass hard. Rick and the others was frozen in their spot watching the weird scenere that played out infront of them " what the hell!" T-Dog breathed. The two where suddenly surounded by four walkers, the man grabed what looked like an axe from his belt and swung it into one of them. Daryls eyes watched them carefully, ready with his bow raised if he needed to put a walker down, but it looked like the two had everything under control, the two had just brought down two more walkers when they suddenly started making out. Daryl was about to step forward, he saw the walker that was left shuffeling towards the horny couple, they seemed careless though. Suddenly he saw another person jump around a car, quietly stepping up to the walker, it looked like a girl, with pale blond hair half braided hanging down her back. He watched as the girl tapped the walker on the sholder, then when it turned and grabed her, its teeth only inches from her face, she pulled out a gun and pulled the trigger, the bullet exploded into the walkers chin and he saw how its rotten flesh and the black blood was sprayed all over the girl and the horny couple. The man turned towards the girl, with blood splatter on half his face and grinning. The girl giggled and turned, when she spotted them, she stoped in the middle of her track, Daryl saw how her grin froze on her lips and she started to walk towards them, he still kept his bow raised, these people was crazy, as she came closer he saw that it was a woman not a girl, she was short, her hair was no longer pale but bloody, her face was covered in walker gew, but her light blue eyes blinked up at them, it was the lightest shade of blue he had ever seen. She slowly sheted her gun on her hip and pulled her hands in the air as she walked up to them, signalizing that she wherent a threat. Daryl lowered his bow as Rick steped closer to the woman "We heard yall shouting, we thought yall needed help" he stated, the womans plump pink lips cracked into a wide smile as she shook her head, the sudden motion threw her off balance a bit, and she grabed Ricks arm to steady her self " no help needed. we party" she slurred. The woman reached out her walker blood covered hand and patted Rick on the cheek, leaving a big black stain. Glenn steped forward "are you drunk miss? " The woman giggled slightly and nodded, she raised her hand and made a small gap between her thumb and pointer as she closed one eye and squeented the other. Glenn looked at her in disbelife "is this a joke to you?" he said, his voice agrevated, the girl only shruged her sholder, she turned and whistled sharply at the two others, getting their attention, they both walked carelessly over at the group. The man with a hugh grin on his face, the other woman a soft smile. Rick wiped the bloody smudge off of his cheek and cleared his voice "is it only you three or do you guys belong to a group?" he could easly smell they all reeked of alcohol, if they could fight walkers like that while drunk, then what kind of killing machines where they when sober. It had looked like they where just playing. The man shook his head " alone, only us" he pointed at the three of them. "where yall from, Russia?,ya talk funny" Daryl shot in. The blond woman looked like she had just swalloved a whole lemon as she shook her head "Norway" the man said with a chuckle. The brown haired woamn next to him explained further "tourists". Glenn looked at Rick, not quite sure what to think. "Do you guys want to join our group? we have a safe place, we have cleared out a prison?" Rick suddenly asked, knowing they could sertainly need fighters like these three dealing with the governer. The man looked at the two woman who both shruged and he nodded. Glenn grabed Ricks arm and pulled him away from the strangers "Are you serious? you are gonna invite these loonytics to come live in a cell next to Maggie, Beth, Carl and Lori? God knows what they are capable of..... " Rick pinched the bridge of his nose and placed his other hand on his hip " Look Glenn, you saw how they fought those walkers, like it was no hastle at all, they have an uniqe fighting spirit, we need them against the governer" Glenn just looked at Rick " what if they work for the governer?" Daryl had walked up and joined in on the conversation, casting glanzes at the three over his sholder " i doubt that, beside they said they where alone" Glenn shook his head " do you actually agree with Rick on this?" his question was directed at Daryl who was now biting his thumb, a habbit he had " the girls can fight, can prolly teach the girls back at the prison a thing or two" he simply stated. Glenn shook his head yet again and threw his hands up in the air. The man walked up to them, T-Dog stepping infront of him defensly "Problem?" the man asked curiously, though his eyes shone with humor. Rick turned towards him "Im Rick" he pointed at the others " Thats Daryl, T-Dog and Glenn." The man nodded and pointed at his own chest "Henrik" he pointed at the blond woman "sister, Mathilde" and then at the woman with the brown hair " girlfriend, Silje". Both woman smiled and waved, it was kinda hard beliving they where for real with walker guts dripping down their body. Rick nodded and gave them a quick smile. "We where gonna scavange the place, we have cars and a bike parked out on the highway just outside the town " The blond woman Mathilde walked up next to her brother, she gestured with her hand behind her back "empty" she said, then she pointed at one of the stores " our things" Rick nodded "Go get yer things and we will wait for you guys here" All three turned on their heals easly, not seeming drunk at all and walked over to the store. "Maybe we should camp out some place near the cars, and get to know them alittle before we bring them back to the prison" T- Dog said, Rick saw that this idea made Glenn alittle more relaxed and nodded.
They where seated by the end of the road around a small bonfire, it had gotten dark, they had told Hershal about what they had vitnessed back in town and told him that they had offered the three to join the group. They had been sitting there in silence for a while, studying the three, T-Dog was the first to speak "How can the two of you possibly be siblings? yall dont look like oneanother at all" This made the dark haired woman chuckle slightly "mailman" the sibllings said in unison. The rest of the group just looked at them, before T-Dog started laughing "now i get it" meeting Mathildas playfull grin. Daryl scoffed, he didnt see the humor in the joke. Rick looked at Henrik "how did yall find something to eat when the town was cleaned out?" Henrik just shruged like it was the most obvious thing in the world " Hunt" he simply answered. Ricks lips cracked into a smile, this was sertainly good news he thought. "so you hunt?" he asked, hopefull. The man lifted his hand and wiggled it " alittle" then he pointed at the little blond " Mathilde, good hunter, sneaky, light on her feet.". All eyes landed on Mathilde, as she was looking for something in her backpack, she noticed that everyone was suddenly quiet and she looked up. " right, a little girl can take down a buck?" Daryl spat in disbelife. Henriks face cracked into a wide grin "she show you" Daryl still wherent convinced, but nodded agreengly, suddenly feeling alittle nervous, his thumb back inbetween his teeth.
Rick cleared his throat "There are a couple of things we need to tell you guys before you come with us tomorrow. We are in the middle of some sort of a war with another comunity, do you guys understand" The three nodded, confirming that they could understand what Rick said, understanding english was clearly not a problem, only speaking. Rick continued " This group kidnaped two of our own, Glenn here and his girlfriend, they where tortured for information about our group, and now their leader, the Governer is set to wipe us out" Rick studyied the three and saw their eyes widen from the information "Woodbeary?" Silje, the dark haird woman asked, Glenn nodded "Woodbury" This made the three laugh and Glenn looked over at Rick and coocked his brow, Rick leaned forward in his seat "I can assure you this is no joke, our lifes, your lifes will be in danger if you join us, i just want you guys to think about it before you join us" Henrik clutched his stomach "Governer and men, no danger" he said between laughes, his girlfriend continued " we have pulled pranks on them" Daryl noticed how T-Dog was staring at the blond woman and nudged his side, T-Dog turned towards Daryl annoyed "What??? She is hot" Daryl grunted. Daryl looked back at the blond woman, who where pulling a pair of sweat pants out of her backpack, the night had gotten chilly and the woman where only wearing a short pair of denim shorts. "Miletary wannabe" the blond woman mumbled. Rick shook his head "You guys have done what?" Henrik pulled out something that looked like a joint from his pocket and lit it. " we pranked them, stupid childish stuff, but fun. They are pissed" he said with a wide grin. He took a deep pull out of it and blew out the smoke, all eyes where on him. "Son i know that you are drunk, but you do not need to do drugs as well. You are better off with a clear head in a world like this" Hershal finally said, Henriks grin grew wider, he pulled what looked like a joint out from inbetween his lips and looked at it "This is no drug, it is norwegian cigarett, tobaco" he explained, Daryl leaned in and motined the man to give it to him, he took a deep pull and coughed as he exhaled the tobaco, more used to smoking menthols, this was some of the strongest shit he had tasted"its tobaco alright, fucking strong too" and they all chuckled. The brown haired woman looked at Rick "We help with the Governer." Rick nodded satesfied with their answer. The blond woman got up and walked off and they all stared after her as she disaperad into the darkness. "Where is she going? Hershal said, Henrik shruged "probably pissing" he said casually. T-Dog leaned towards Henrik "So is your sister single?" Silje chuckled and nodded "never had a boyfriend" she said and T-Dog eyes widened from this news "Why not? " Rick asked, suddenly joining the conversation "theres nothing wrong with her looks" Henrik shruged " boys scared" he suggested questiongly, not really knowing why, he met T-Dogs smily eyes "You not her type" he simply said, knowing there where more to the mans question, the light that was shining in T-Dogs eyes disaperad "why not? is she a rugmuncher?" he mumbled and Henrik looked at Rick with a coocked brow "He asked if she was a lesbian" Rick stated, alittle embarrased about his friends remark, Henrik snickered "No" he shook his head. "Then what is her type then?" T-Dog continued, not willing to give up that easly. Henrik looked over at Daryl, who where pretending to not follow the conversation, Henrik pointed at him "Dirty hunter" Everyones eyes turned to Daryl, who where now crimson red, biting on his thumb, Rick and Hershal bursted out laughing, earning a scowl from Daryl. "Awww Dixon got him self a date for prom" Rick mocked the hunter playfully, making the people around the bonfire laugh harder. Daryl grunted and stomped into the woods, embarrased as hell. Silje watched his back " what is his type?" T-Dog shruged "probably his right hand" he said, not being able to picture Daryl with any type of girl.
Daryl stomped through the forrest, grumbeling to himself that he should leave the idiots to fend for them selfs, from teasing him like that, he came to a stop when he saw the blond woman a few feet away, Daryl moved behind a tree, he didnt want her to think he was stalking her or anything. The woman had pulled on her sweatpants and he saw that it was atleast two numbers to big for her petite little body, though it fell nicely over her round ass, Daryl shook his head. The woman was standing in just her tanktop, cleaning her self off from walkers gut with wetwhipes, her pale blond hair was braided into a lose braid and was hanging down her back. She was a sight for gods here in the clearing where the moon shone down on her, his mouth got dry and he tried to swallow. He continued to watch as she then threw a loose hody over herself and turned towards him "I know " she said, stating she knew he was watching her, Daryl turning red again he steped out from behind the tree, not really sure what to say. "Going hunting now?" she asked curiously stepping up to him, she was half a head shorter then him. He shook his head "nah, to dark, ya should get some sleep". The woman smiled her perley whites up at him and nodded as she agreed. She then walked past him and back to their camp next to the road, he followd suit, watching how her hips swung from side to side as she moved silently through the forrest floor.