Chapter Three

It took awhile to convince the former priest to let me inside the church who probably been inside the church since the dead came back to living, and living in fear and guilt. I could had left, but I would had felt bad for leaving the man who hides in fear from the dead made me felt pretty bad and I wouldn't live with that. How I told him I have more food, medication and how I could go for supplies how i could build a fence around the area to keep us safe from the dead. The former priest is known as Gabriel that the dead came back the living the past three years maybe longer.

Not knowing how long she been at the church but knows it been longer then a week since I've been at the dead. How my body began to go back into shape and the bruises that are faded by side is still sore along with my chest. That I build a perimeter around the church with cans if the dead are near, and bobbie traps inside the forest. And so far that I've been working out even learning how to use a daggers even practice throwing the knifes at the trees ease. It like it down it before, but mostly with a longer and a balance blade like a sword is more better, and the gun a heavy pistol that was in bag with box of ammo felt off that is too heavy that I prefer using a blades instead of a gun besides they are too loud for me to stand.

Gabriel didn't talk much to me mostly warily of me and didn't like me using any type of weapons. It kind of funny how an adult it afraid of a 14 year old girl, but at the same time I do look like i cause a lot of trouble, and I have lot of visible scars on my body that I notice too. That I also look around the area that where are in that I buildings and houses are either burned down, upside down with overgrown weeds, along with cars, and rotten corpses or walking ones that are moaning and growling softly until they saw me since I am a happy meal for the dead. How I've began to use the dead as practice dummies and wince when pain shot up my side and my chest tighten as wheeze for air. It kind of easy to take them down unless there is a lot of the dead that I had to retreat.

That I'll give it another week or so that I am fully recovered.

Later on that I hung inside the church with Gabriel when it not dark that they both ate beans. As I look to see all the empty cans to see and to see my stash that are cans of peaches, apple sauce, etc. That would probably last us another week. "I'm thinking going for supplies mostly food to eat for us so we won't get low on it." I said softly breaking the silence as we finish. "Even find another vehicle to fix with extra supplies, maybe fix the pipes to drain water. Maybe even find those jugs of water to use for bath and water. Find some clothes for us..."

"No I'll stick with my clothes." Gabriel says softly and forcefully. "This clothes shows I'm a server for God and he kept me alive."

I sort at this. "No offensive I don't believe in God." I reply with a struggle of my shoulders. "I'm Greek well half Greek." That I said quickly replied when he was going to replied. Then I explain. "Besides even through I'm Greek or believe in God they aren't going to help us. We could pray to hope for the best, but we are always on own, make are own choices and paths."

He was going to open his mouth to respond but I stood up and walk away towards the corner where I'm staying at inside the cot then close my eyes as I sleep.

Not knowing I was atbut I was standing on a soft rough, and hot that I recognise that is sand along, across from me is ocean that is softly crashing into the sand, a clear blue sky with fluffy white clouds, and laughter of adults and children around me not the dead.

Looking down at my sands to see that they are small and thinner with no scars nor that tattoo that seems burn into my skin. That I look smaller too wearing full piece bathing suit. When I look at the ocean again that I saw a pretty women wearing regular clothes who wave at me and who I waved back.

"Who are you waving to?" Ask a pretty women as I look up to see fair pale skin, thin, narrow shoulders, heart-shape faces, angular jaw line, angular cheekbones with a small nose, round hazel blue eyes a surround by long thick eyelashes, and long wavy brown hair to her waist with a gray strip. Who wore blue shorts and a white tank top.

That I know this pretty women is my mother even through we don't have a lot do features besides the small nose, mouth and eye shape along with the face. I control my body or my worlds as I was the younger person of my self pointing at the waves. "A pretty women wave at me Momma." The younger version of myself said with excitement. That the younger version didn't notice a panic look at our mom.

The young women crouch down to my level. "Persephone don't say that out load." She says gently as possible that made the younger me pout as I frown at her as she looks around her surrounding.

"Why not mamma?"

"Because people can send you to a hospital for marking things up..."

Before the younger can say anything the dream change. That the women look older, and bags under her eyes wore black hiking boots, jeans and a T-shirt. Wrinkles on her eyes and mouth for laughing and smiling a lot, but right now her eyes look so sad as she look at the sky. Instead of clear blue sky it was cloudy.

That they where still standing on the beach. But this time their was no laughter, no sun and the ocean was rough as if it angry like the cloudy sky that swallow them like a coffin.

That this time I have control of my body. That I turn around to see a old looking cabin that surround by the sand. "Where are we?" I ask with frown that this place look familiar to me. As of I been here so many times.

"Montauk." My mom responded sadly that was to my surprised . "In New York. You need to remember Persia."

"Remember what?"

"Remember who you are." The older woman responds sadly as she look at the sea. "Of the past and how the virus was cost by."

"Was it by me?" I ask sadly that her mom shook her head no.

"No! No of course not." She said grimly. Then look around as. "But you need to wake up through."

My chest tightens as I blurt out." Are you alive?"

"No baby." She said mournfully at her with sorrow look. "I died along time ago before the apocalypse started ."

With this strange dream was done as everything around her faded. The last thing before everything faded when say a small smile on her face. "I'm glad you finally woke up."

Sorry I haven't updated been busy with work and some issues. Hope you enjoy and the sorry don't own PJO & TWD.

Sorry about my grammar.