(y/n) is a child who was born in a dead world. The world is dead and hell is crowded letting the dead rise from their graves, all he knows is a bunker, a destroyed city, other survivors and the flesh-eating zombies.
During a search for supplements a...
My baby was still on my shoulder, he was trying to get away but I was sure it was very strong yellow. Zombies don't attack (y/n) because he's a kid so I don't have to worry too much about it, especially since I can scare and attract zombies. Every moment my memories came back, I practically remembered everything, how foolish I was in following what Arthur said
Annie mind: Arthur, so that zombie walking near the building was him. Oooh Arthur, you can't imagine how much I wish you'd stayed a human. I'd tear your guts out and hang you with my own, cut off your arms and legs, slowly devour them, and then I'd bite you, because SOMEONE LIKE YOU, who manipulated me and made me stay away from my son, having death is too good for you.
I'm free, I feel so good, I see now what I am. I'm not human anymore, I'm not like these walking pieces of rotten meat, I'm better than both of them, I'm something terrifying to them and a mother to them. my dear (y/n).
We finally arrived at the old building, when I got to my old apartment I put (y/n) still tied on top of the mattress that was on the floor, there weren't two beds so I would have to leave (y/n) lying on the only one, not that that was a problem since I don't need to sleep.
(y/n): *muffled* Let me go.
Annie mind: What do I do? Of course he doesn't recognize me, I look totally different and he's practically never seen my face, so I would have to make him understand who I am, I would have to make him love me like a mother.
I have to admit that his first impression of me wasn't very good, but I know how to fix that, a little snack should make him happier.
Annie: Stop fighting. You're home.
I could see that he was really scared he stopped struggling, I left the room and went to look for something in the kitchen, I know it's been many years since I changed, but there must be something he can eat, while I was looking I opened one drawer and found something my baby would love to eat.
(y/n) pov
Damn, how can a zombie tie so well? I know she's different, after all she doesn't treat me like the other zombies.
(Y/n) mind: She seems to know I'm human, so why didn't she attack me or try to devour me.
I kept trying to untie myself, but she came back to the room, she had a smile on her face, she was also carrying what looked like food but it looked old.
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