In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.

For this recipe you will need a couple things: A fight; one followed by a punishment. And why not throw in a messed up prank? Add murder while you're at it too. For the next step, you'll need to add a few screwed up relationships and emotions. That's followed by lies and betrayal. Oh, and add some darkness for some good measure. With all these ingredients, you have a recipe for chaos. And so chaos shall ensue. As your oven, just use a school, but be sure to lock all the doors. No one in. No one out. Bake for Twelve Hours. Enjoy.

For this recipe you will need a couple things: A fight. Followed by a punishment. And why not throw in a messed up prank? Add a murder while your at it too. For the next step you'll need to add a few screwed up relationships and emotions. That's followed by lies, and betrayal. And add darkness for good measure. With all these ingredients you have a recipe for chaos. So chaos shall ensure. For your oven just use a school and be sure to lock the doors. No one in. No one out. Cook for 12 hours. Enjoy. ~~~~ Hey! This is an alternate to my story Locked In! You don't have to read that one first. Thy have nothing to do with each other. Enjoy! -Jaz

Perseus Jackson is dead. He didn't die in battle. He wasn't killed during a quest. He didn't make the Gods so mad they killed them. His fatal flaw turned out to be actually fatal. But the Fates aren't through with him just yet. First he was the Gods pawn. But, now he belongs to the Fates. +++ Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides the plot. Rick Riordan owns all of it.