Author's Note- Moshi moshi! This isn't my firstfanfiction cos I write them on my iPod and in notebooks but this is my first on here. It's starts off with the video game characters from the Walking Dead video game and my OC but then I added the tv show characters and some certain characters from Final Fantasy 7. :) This is named after the evanescence song Erase This. It is also known as Vanilla ad I thought that that would be perfect for this! Enjoy peeps!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN FINAL FANTASY OR THE WALKING DEAD! If I did that would be awesome and this would obviously be a book or a tv show. Lol.
Prologue
The only things on her when she ran was a granola bar, a knife, a sword, an Oreo, a chocolate chip cookie and a picture of her and her parents in her pocket. Luke and Kenny made her and Clementine run when the walkers came.
Her hair and her eyes could change colors and right now her eyes were a thunderstorm gray. Her hair was a golden honey brown. You see, usually when she was scared, her eyes were gray. When she was angry, they had a red tinge to them. When she was happy they were a beautiful sapphire blue or a deep emerald green or a liquidy brown. She had freckles across her nose and her hair was strange: wavy, curly, and straight. She was short, shorter than most and when she sang her voice was sweeter than a nightingale. You could hand her a piece of paper or a notebook and a pencil or pen and she could write you a story in as little as ten, twenty minutes.
She was shy and afraid of thunderstorms. She had Mako poisoning and was a First Class SOLDIER when she was five, six, or seven. And she was a Hybrid: Half Angel, Half Demon, Half Time Lord, Half Sayion. But she was friendly, too. One of those people that wouldn't seem right being in this scary, brutal world.
Her name was Lyra.
"LYRA! CLEM! RUN! DON'T STOP RUNNING!" Someone yelled.
"Sara run!" Carlos yelled. Sara did. Clemy-Cloo had already disappeared into the forest around them as the walkers surrounded the group. They had ran from Carver twice and, even though Rebecca's baby was due any day now, had been running from a giant herd of walkers.
Luke pushed Lyra as the group fired at the walkers. "LYRA GO!" He yelled.
Lyra turned and ran. She ran until she couldn't run any more and ran after that. She was scared. And that fear kept the girl moving. She felt guilty for running but that overwhelming fear kept taking over. She was lost and had no idea which direction Clementine was or their group.
"Cl-Clem? Kenny?" She timidly asked no one when she finally stopped. It was about midmorning now.
"CLEM! KENNY!" Lyra screamed and ran in the direction she thought everyone was.
"CLEMENTINE! KENNY! LUKE! REBECCA! ANYONE?!"
She screamed until her throat was hoarse.
Lyra ran into a clearing. It was a dirt road and there were some walkers surrounding something. About five or six. She cautiously crept closer and drew her sword- and saw Sara's face.
"No..." Lyra muttered.
She was dead. Sara was dead. The walkers got Sara. And now Sara was dead.
"N-NO!"
The walkers stopped feeding and turned around. The expression on poor little Sara's face was so painful and scared.
"NO! SARA NO!" Now Lyra was filled with a blinding rage. One of her friends were dead because of these rotting, good-for-nothing corpses. She ran at them and killed them one by one. She killed all the walkers that came at her until Sara was left. The poor girl was a walker and lunged at Lyra.
"I'm sorry..." Lyra whispered as she killed the walker of "Sara."
"I'm sorry..." She whispered, "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry... I'M SORRY!" Lyra fell to her knees.
"I'M SORRY!" She screamed.
Lyra screamed and sobbed out her grief and fear until she felt like an empty shell.
"I'M SO SORRY!"
