When The Dead Rise - {The Walking Dead Fan-fiction}

Primrose "Storm" Persephone Woods

Basic
° My name is Primrose Persephone Woods. By anyone I do not trust, I will be called Storm, my nickname.
° I was born on September 25 of 2009. The world ended on October 17 of 2019.
° I was only ten years of age when this started. Now I am fifteen, though I act much more mature. In the world that we're living in now, you have to. No more kid stuff. You can't act a fool. You can't joke around and expect to survive. You have to be prepared and alert, always. Never let your guard down.
° I moved to Atlanta, Georgia, with my family only less than a week before this, whatever this can be classified as, happened. Sometimes I sit up at night and wonder, would things have gone differently if it weren't for us moving? Would my family still be here with me?

Appearance
° I am a Caucasian female, with skin as pale as winter.
° My hair is the color of cotton candy; pink.
° My eyes could be labeled as grey, but, poetically, they are silver. They are solid, bright, the color of a polished shard of metal. If you look closely, you can see swirls of glittering onyx black and tinges of blue at the edges.
° I am about 5'2".
° I have a birthmark on my right wrist. It is in the shape of a crescent moon. I wanted to tattoo over it, but the world ended before I could even reach the age I needed to be to do so.
° I have a piercing in my nose, a septum. My older brother took me to get it done just before we moved because he knew how bad I wanted it. Mom and dad were furious of course, as he knew they would be, but that didn't stop him. "You let your TEN YEAR OLD sister get a nose piercing!" It was a hit with the kids at school, but not so much the teachers.
° Despite my being mature, I wear a white kitty-ear headband. I loved to dress up differently than the other kids when I was still in school. I thought it showed uniqueness and bravery, which is what I wanted to believe I was, unique and brave. The end of the world can show you some things, though, make you doubt who you think you are.
° I wear a pair of black, ripped skinny jeans, a white 'Pierce the Veil' sweater, and a pair of black Converse. I got my style of clothing from my brother, seeing as I got all of his old clothes from when he was in high school. The sweater and the other two shirts that I own are a little baggy on me, just the way I like them, but the pants are a perfect fit.
° I have a bullet wound in my left leg. It is healed, mostly. I nursed it myself, with a bit of help from Merle, my comrade.
° Even though I don't have to, even though I'll probably never see another person besides Merle, who has seen me in my best and worst possible states, I wear makeup, just like I used to before the fall. It sounds stupid, but it helps me to hold on to the little bit of normal I have left, and it makes me feel better about myself.
° I carry a backpack with me. Inside it are reminders and special belongings of my family and friends and who I was before the fall. I would do anything to keep this stuff, my family, safe. There are also a few books and things to keep me busy when I know I'm safe, which is rare, and some food, water, and clothing.
• Mom: I have her hair pin. It was passed on to her from generations, a family heirloom. She had refused to leave the house without it when we had to go. She gave it to me just before she died. I never wear it, though. I don't want to risk losing it, so it sits in the bag where it is safe and sound.
• Dad: I have his watch, a Rolex. Everyone, even my little sister and I, chipped in to buy it for him a few years ago for his birthday. He had been complaining about the one he had. I know it sounds messed up, but I didn't want to remember him. I just wanted my money back, so I snatched it from his wrist when he died.
• Brother: I have Brother's lucky guitar pick. It is black and ash marble, the words 'Love Metal' carved into it. The other side has a music note and his name carved into it. He gave it to me the day we moved to Atlanta, as a reminder of home, where we grew up together, where he learned to play guitar, where I realized that I wanted to make a career out of music, just like my big brother who had his own band and everything.
• Sister: I have my little sister's teddy bear. She got him in the hospital a few days after she was born, from a kind woman in the nursery who had fallen in love with her from the moment she laid eyes on her. His name was Petey, after a stray dog that used to live outside our home. I found him lying down in the road, on top of a pile of rock and rubble, right next to her body a couple months after the fall. I picked him up, tossed him in the bag, and left with a silent goodbye.
• Megan: I have a friendship bracelet that she made for me. It was made with pink glass beads and letter beads that spelled out my name. It had a second bracelet attached to it that spelled out her name. How she'd made it, I will never know. Many times she'd tried to teach me, and each time I'd failed. Though she was not blood, she was still family.

Personality
° I tend to flinch when a person gets too close, even with Merle, which hardly ever happens anymore. He realized that it was scaring me and he stopped trying to get closer. It is a reflex that I've always had, due to my violent past. Therefore, I try to avoid people when I can help it.
° I have a bad case of claustrophobia. I can't be in a closed space for too long, otherwise I have a panic attack. It is a result of being locked in a small closet for hours, at times days, a punishment my dad would give us when we were bad. For this reason, I like and always have liked to be outside, where there's fresh air and vast lands. It makes me feel free, even though, in a sense, I am still trapped in this new world.
° I have a slight fear of heights. I don't like the idea of being up so high. I am, however, afraid only to a certain extent. The tippy top of a tree, fine, but Mount Everest, no.
° Those things outside, those Freaks, couldn't scare me less. I can take out a herd of them all by myself. I hate them with a passion.
° When I have time, I keep a journal to vent my feelings and keep my thoughts and songs in. It has been hard to write songs without my brother though, the provider of most of my best lyrics. I also draw when I feel like it. I've always loved drawing.

Family
° Parents:
• Bill Woods (Deceased - She despised him for what he did to her and her family.)
• Jane Woods (Deceased - She loved her mother. She was like a best friend to her, someone she could tell anything to.)
° Siblings:
• Kaitlynn Woods (Deceased - She got along well with her little sister. She always made sure that she was okay before anything. That never stopped, even after she died. Her sister lives on in Petey, the stuffed animal that she got when she was a baby, and Storm protects him with her life.)
• Zeke Woods (Alive, but she has no idea - She also got along well with her older brother, but the roles are switched in this relationship. He always made sure that she was okay before anything. He always made sure that she was happy and that she had everything she needed. He was more of a father to her than her real father.)
°Best Friend:
• Megan House (Alive, but she has no idea - She was another person that she could tell everything to. She treated Storm like a baby most of the time, because Megan, other than her older brother, was the only one who knew that she was not truly happy.)
° Pets:
• Dog (Husky) - Albion (Male) (Alive, never leaves her side)
• Dog (Chihuahua) - Tiny Dancer (Male) (Alive, but she has no idea - He is with Zeke.)
° Other:
• Alexandria Group
• Hilltop Group
• Oceanside Group
• Beth Greene
• Merle Dixon

Weapons
° I use a Beretta with a silencer, and a really big knife that I found in a barn. I'm a good aim, but I only like to use the gun when it's necessary.

- MrsChandlerRiggs1522