Insecure ||10k/Z Nation Fanfiction|| [ON HOLD]

1 - Daisy Doom

I continue forcing myself to walk, feeling eyes burn holes into my skull. I wrap my fingers around my bow, the coolness of the metal seemingly give me comfort and relaxation. I keep my hood low over my face, and make sure to hide away any non-necessary values.

I walk through the woods, like usual, my body aching more and my throat drier than the worst drought. My legs throbbing painfully and I let my knees drop alongside the water bank. I lean down and drop my barely conscious body into the water, letting it consume my very heart and soul.

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I wake up with a sudden lurch, my body shaking barely as I panic. My hood, thankfully, stays securely on my head as the jacket it's connected to and my hair drips with water.

"What the fu-"

"You're awake." I turn my head slightly to see a dark skinned woman, very beautiful as she possesses that 'strong and important' aurora.

I shrug and she frowns slightly, but replaces it with a happy smile as quickly as it came.

"One of my friends, Addy, found you. In the water. She thought you were dead, and was confused as to why you hadn't turned into one of the Z's yet, so she brought you along the shore, only to be very surprised that you were indeed still breathing, but just barely." The woman explains.

"Hey there." A woman, also very beautiful, with red dreadlocks comes and kneels beside me. I scramble from her closeness and quickly grab my bow and arrow, and within a few seconds I have it up as I'm standing with it aimed at both of them; my arms wildly moving back and forth between the both of them, myself uncertain in which to aim at.

Their hands instantly lift up into the air, their faces etched with concern and panic.

"Fast reflexes.." The one with dreadlocks  mutters, slighting hinting something to the dark skinned woman.

"Whoa, calm down, our apologies. We didn't mean to frighten you." The darker skinned woman smiles kindly, "I'm Warren, by the way." She adds and I nod just barely.

"This is Addy," Warren says, "The one I was speaking about. The one who found you."

"I'm Sage." I call out confidently. Addy smiles and nods, slowly moving her hands down and holding one out to me, which I hesitantly put my arrow away and drift my bow down towards the ground. I slide my smooth hand into her rough and calloused one and she jumps back, looking at me wide-eyed.

"How on earth are your hands so soft!?" She asks, causing my face to harden and scowl at her dumb attempt at a joke and Warren laughs.

"It's called hygiene." I retort, my face twisted slightly, showing my sourness.

Addy coughs awkwardly, avoiding my eye contact. She looks at Warren and nods her head away from me, as if asking to talk. I roll my eyes at their stupidness but I keep quiet. She might be stupid, but that doesn't mean the rest (assuming there are more of them) are stupid too. And maybe Addy isn't as stupid as she seems.