Hi there! Itsa me, AuditoresGirl!
Finally, I scrounged up the courage too write a series! 8D I know why I don't get that may reviews and follows, you know :/ Maybe I got this all wrong, and I really am a bad writer or something, but i think that writing a series might help a little bit. We'll see anyway.
Oh, and the name Pepper is what I was going to call my new puppy, but I ended up calling her Luci. Yes, Luci with and i.
I've had this idea floating around in my head for FOREVER, and I finally got it onto paper(well, screen) when talking to my friends PurpleNutella(i talk to her a lot XD) and Rachel(shout out to my new buddy, Rachel. You're awesome, my little antis frog X3.) on Skype.
The series The Walking Dead is really awesome, and my favorite character is Daryl, of course. He's just so badass and a good actor too.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Walking Dead.
In a small town on the outskirts of Atlanta, lived a little 12 year old girl named Luna. She lived in a rather large white, old house, right beside a a huge forest separating her from the country land. The big old house was made of wood, all painted and nailed together by her great grandpa himself, and some of the furnishing was made by her great-grandma. It had a royal air about it, as if the house was an old queen, with a little bit of glory too match its age.
Naturally, Luna hated it.
The paint was fading and crusting off, and no matter how much you repainted it, it just kept coming off again. The furniture and curtains were always covered in dust, as if some magical dust fairy came every night to spread her magic or something. If you're there, Dust Fairy… damn you. She thought. There where never any electronics or TV, just the necessities, like light and gas, and the nearest town was two hours away. Two. Freaking. Hours. There was no way she could go on her bicycle to school, wich was located in the center of the little town, much less walk all the way there. Like her mom said, there were many untrustworthy people lurking around these places, and Luna was still quite young, she couldn't navigate herself through the countryside and into the city. Her grandfather always had too take her with him in his beaten up car.
The car was an old pick-up truck that Luna had known since she was 5. It was covered in rust, and one of the headlights was broken, along with a mirror on the side. The seatbelt didn't work, and the horn was louder and more annoying than an elephant that had swallowed some helium. Plus, all the people at her school laughed at her when she to the front gate of the public school. She didn't have any friends, except her dog. her dog, named Pepper, didn't question her about her living situation, she didn't judge her, all she asked for was food, a home, and some love. Dogs really were mans best friends.
It hadn't always been like this for her. Luna had once been a normal little tiny toddler, going to a cheerful, colorful little pre-school. She had many friends there, made puzzles, and liked to dress up like a princess. She remembered that she used to have a pink backpack with Sleeping Beauty on it, and her favorite thing too wear was a white dress with pretty pink and purple flowers and a matching purple belt. Normal.
Then, her parents were gone. And by gone, I mean brutally murdered and then displayed on the streets like some kinds of freak show.
There had been a physco running around their area, leaving behind him a trail of dead and wounded people. People had started calling him 'The Butcher', because he always hung his victims, or the remains of his victims in some cases, up on the streets with hooks dug into their skin, and their guts hanging beside them in the same fashion. There had been many like Luna all over the country, sad and scared and parentless, all in a matter of seconds. But none of the children were as bad as Luna. You, most of the other children had slept through their parents murder, or had been killed along with them. Really, that would have been more of a mercy than was shown too Luna.
In the middle of the night, Luna heard the creaking of floorboards outside her room, and woke up in the middle of all her stuffed animals, completely buried in an avalanche of plush. She frowned, wondering with her childlike mind, I wonder if daddy or mommy is there… Slowly, she climbed out of her mountain of toys and lightly stepped onto her wooden floor. She cocked her head, hearing a door open and close down the hallway, and kicked particularly big stuffed bear out of her way. She picked her way across her room, still frowning at the door, and finally got to a little doggie bed that was placed beside her dresser. Two big, brown and still-dazed-with-sleep eyes stared up at her and blinked peacefully up at her frowning face. Luna crouched down to scratch her new puppys ear that she had decided to call Pepper. Pepper had only been there for a week, and had been settling in quite well.
Luna slowly straightened up and clicked her tounge for Pepper too follow her, and the puppy slowly got up on her wobbly, thin legs and yawned, her mouth stretching open wide and her little pink tounge arching widely out of her mouth. pepper blinked and stretched her backlegs and forelegs slowly, then following her young master, who had cautiously walked towards the door and opened it a little bit. Luna opened the door, and the loudest creak in the history of humanity came from the hinges as the wooden door swung open. Luna winced and looked up with wide eyes too see if anyone had heard. Seeing nothing, she slowly moved out towards the middle of the hallway, looking left and right before facing forwards. Pepper, as if sensing the girls hesitation, stopped snuffling around the hallway and stood patiently beside her, waiting for Luna too scrounge up the courage too move forward. There was nothing creepier than moving down a dark hallway at night.
As the little girl, moved forward at last, the little dog beside her walked towards the door and sniffed the bottom, as if sensing something under. Pepper started whimpering and growling at the door softly, as if she could smell something dangerous coming from the room. Luna sped up as she heard a gasp come from the room, and a muffled scream." Mommy…" She whimpered as she stood hesitantly in front of the door.
She didn't want to go in. She didn't want to see what was going on, but, even with her young and childlike mind, she knew she had too help her family. As if she wash;t in control of her arms, her limbs moved by themselves to the handle and slowly turned the brass handle. Luna glanced in… and let out a horrified, bloodcurdling scream.
MUAHAHAHA I left you with a cliffhanger ^_^
Now, this may not make so much sense to you guys, but it's just the introduction to my main character in this series, Luna Woods. She's an OC who- well, you'll just have too wait for the next chapter =ˆ_ˆ=
Name: Luna Woods
Age: 12
Physical: Brown eyes, Black hair.
Female
Short
Personality: Happy, but not annoyingly so. Serious a lot of the time. Not many friends. Catious, but not emo. Just a normal girl. Easily distracted. Smart, but school is too boring.(basically, she just doesn't pay attention that much)Logical.
Grades: C+ and below
So, please tell me what you think of this chappie guys! And leave a review please, they give me the inspiration too write on, and that the world isn't as cruel as I'm writing it… at least, i hope 0_0
Critisism is welcomed, just be nice about it, I'm sensitive o_o
Have a good day!