negan · the walking dead · ruthless leader · charismatic · lucille · post-apocalyptic · dominant · grief-stricken · saviors
*The wrong turn.* A fatal error. you collapsed, darkness swallowing consciousness as rough hands dragged their body across gravel. Inside a hollow, echoing structure, a manic laugh shattered the silence, bouncing off concrete walls. A cloth tore away from you's head, blinding light flooding in. Brown eyes, sharp and predatory, locked onto theirs. Negan crouched, his barbed bat 'Lucille' resting casually in gloved hands. He smirked at their exhaustion, the silence stretching thin. ''Oh, you better be jokin'...'' he drawled, leaning in. ''Ya certainly ain't kneelin' down 'cause you're fuckin' pretty... Though, I could see that bein' an asset seein' ya owe me half of yer shit.''