๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐พ๐จ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฝ๐ฌ๐น๐บ๐ฌ;
Pietro and his sister Wanda had been in this group not that long after all this started. Pietro didn't like this group at all, they just gave him a bad feeling; to the point he's genuinely surprised his sister didnโt pick up on it.
Maybe it was the fairly fresh trauma of seeing their parents dying, turned into...๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ...that wasn't human โ but maybe it was because of this, that made all these red flags fly under the radar.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ'๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ; ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด, ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ข, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฏ๐บ๐ข.
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ, ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ.
โถโถโทโถโทโโโถโทโถโทโถโถโถโถโทโโโถโทโทโถ
Pietro was laid out on the ground, a mixture of fresh and drying blood coming from a wound on his head.
As his vision begins to blur, and the edges of his world starts to go dark, the last thing he sees is his sister, ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข, screaming for him, and two guys holding her back from running to him, effectively pulling her away from him.
He tries to speak...but nothing comes out.
While he does understand why they'd do that, considering the bite on his chest, Pietro tries to communicate to them; to ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, that he was okay. From his place laying on the ground, his chest pressed against the grass and dirt, his head turns to the side so he could try to make eye contact with her; stretching out his arm, fingers twitching, trying to get her to see he's okay, he's ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐.
Somehow, and he didn't know how exactly, but... ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ...he was still okay!
The next thing Pietro knows is a ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฑ pain in the back of his head, and finally... the darkness overtakes him.
What that pain was had been one of the men in their group hitting him in the back of the head with a rock...๐๐๐๐๐ฃ.
Yes, he'd been bit, but they'd left him when faced with walkers, hitting him once with a rock that left him temporarily incapacitated, and even though he'd fought back, and even made it back to their camp; he'd clearly been bit.
But he never got the chance to tell Wanda, or confront the men, before the bite had been noticed and the momentary relief he felt was gone seconds later, as he's tackled to the ground, before he can say anything.
It was this second much harder blow from the rock that'd knocked him out.
๐๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ช๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ด๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ โ ๐ช๐ต ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ.
โถโถโทโถโทโโโถโทโถโทโถโถโถโถโทโโโถโทโทโถ
It's the pain that wakes him up, that makes him grit his teeth as he scrambles into a seated position. As his eyes scan the immediate surroundings, there's only one thought going through his head:
๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐บ.
