Prologue
Waking up in the woods out of nowhere where I felt nothing but pain in my body especially my chest as if someone twisted a knife, and a horrible headache as if someone slams something hard into my head. It doesn't help that I'm laying on hard ground with branches, twigs and uneven ground. Everything is fuzzy like water went into ripples that made my head pound harder. So far what I could make out flames, water steam, screams of angry pain and surprise cries, blur out faces, a women face blur with hazel blue eyes that turn like the Sea, man face with usual blue green eyes that swirl around like the sea with full of mystery, stormy gray eyes, electric blue eyes, sky blue eyes, etc.
Nothing explains how I end up here, and where I came from. So far all know I know is my name is Persia Jackson, and I am 14 or 15 years old. Nearly flinch from the light that is being block from the trees, as if I haven't seen the light for years.
My throat is dry as if I haven't drink water for years along with my body is stiff as haven't moved for years too.
Taking a few deep breaths as I slowly as I sat up. Wincing in pain as I slowly sat up felt my bones are popping back into places. Ignoring the pain as I slowly got on my feet and collapse onto the ground when my legs give out on me.
Wincing in pain as I slowly got up also gasp in pain when I felt my bone legs pop and cramps are from the muscles that I haven't used for awhile. Standing up for another good few minutes then I slowly take a step forward and collapse to the ground with a small cry. Taking another deep breath as sharp of needles in my body.
Closing my eyes shut as I took deep breathes as needles of pain in my body. With my eyes I slowly move parts of my body so it could work again.
Then my body tense up has the small hair of my neck stood up. Then I heard a branch snap and smelt something horrible like a rotten corpse, feet dragging on the ground, and the moans of hungry. My eyes swung open as stood up and ignore the pain in my body to gag and stare in horror to see that used to be a man. Very pale skin, worn filthy clothes, torn out face, gray eyes that have yellow around the rings, and matted brown hair.
"Shit," I rasp out as it lugs at me with the arms reaching out. Stepping out of the way of arms reach and reflex too over. As if it was slow motion I kick it off it knees and grab it by it greasy hair to slam it against a huge rock as I ignore the pain as I slam it again as blood splatter and it stop moving a groaning. "Eek."
Standing up as I stare around my surrounding to see that I am in a meadow with overgrown weeds, flowers, and trees surround by me. To notice where I lay there was a black bag leaving a damp in the grass and that I limp towards with a grimace and pick up the bag.
With another sign as my chest tightens and head began to pound I wanted to stay to see if there was any painkillers to help the headache, and the pain. But I didn't want to risk it if there is more walking corpses who wants to eat me for dinner.
I decided to rewrite this story because it sucks. And I haven't gotten a chance to update because there been a lot of going on. I don't own Percy Jackson, and the Walking Dead. Enjoy this story.