Chapter one.

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Greetings, everyone ! This is my first story and certainly not last story ! We are playing a game where I ask moms what the color of their pants are, and if I guess correctly, I get a quick kiss. but what they don't know, Is that I got the magic thumb.!Let's get into it !
[this is an AU; a crossover with noragami and the walking dead, just to be clear.]

The pounding noises of the rain clobbering onto the surface of the tunnel kept me awake all night, the sweet yet sour scent of the fresh  big and large rain on it.🤢 'Good one iliana, even after all this, you can't take yourself seriously.' I muttered to myself, sighing as I tossed the pen away from my journal. It baffled me, quite frankly. Maybe I could've taken my phone , or my teddy, but I chose to take my journal in the last seconds of my mum kicking me out after finding out I was pan sexual. Honestly, why did Clementine have to out me ?? Some friend she is.

I've never really been good at anything. I'm just....average. No hobbies, talents, interests, anything. I'm so useless, maybe that's why my mum doesn't want me. What if I just....disappear ? It's not like anyone would miss me....right ? I feel like I'm trapped and I have no purpose in this world. I want to-

'Ka saa. Get it together iliana, you are 29 years old. you're just thinking of more sad things to pity yourself and fuel your victim complex.'😐

[walker noises]
'AHH 😨!!' I screamed in terror.
In the blink of an eye, I rushed to pick up my axe, a walker towering above me. I braced myself, holding it above my ear, I could feel electricity surging into me as I drew all my power into swinging it at full force, cutting right down the middle of its head, hitting the nape.

'Phew 😅 that was close, too close. I guess we will have to find somewhere else to stay, what do ya say All might?'
My one eyed goose stared at me, dazed and confused.
'Oh yeah, you can't talk, I'm such a silly duckling.'

I proceeded to grab my journal, my goose, and my axe and made my merry way to a safer place to live.

My belly roared. The blazing sun shone down on me, scorching my skin, my mouth dryer than the Sahara desert.
'All-might, my legs-'
My legs gave way. I felt like screaming, but I couldn't move, or talk, my vision gradually blurring until it became of nothing at all, I could feel myself getting consumed in darkness.....

I woke up to find myself in a quaint,cottage-core hut.
With a bucket of oatmeal by my side. Who would tend to me like this ?
Perhaps I'm kidnapped ? Yes. Yes that is exactly what is happening. Hmmm.....this hut seems pretty easy to escape from. If I could possibly jam that window open with my goose beak, I'd be able to escape ! I'd be fre-

I was jolted back into reality by the astonishing sight; a boy entering in.

Oh my days, I cant even begin to describe him, his enticing , kind blue eyes, I could get lost in them, swimming aimlessly in the vast ocean, those eyes pulling me in deeper and deeper into his nice presence. His dark navy hair swooped over his large forehead, but I could tell somewhere in those eyes laid pain and sadness. Regret and guilt. I felt as though I had a connection to him, like I've known him my whole life.

He paused in his tracks, looking bummy as fuck, like he just saw a ghost.
'Y-you can see me ?' He gasped.

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