The Walking Dead Imagines

Negan pt. 1

Negan

You weren't weak. Far from that. You used to be one of the prison's best fighters. You were just... slowly going insane.

You had been on the run since the prison fell, that was several months ago. You hadn't seen any of your friends since the Governor's attack. You had walked so much you were pretty sure you were already out of Georgia.

Without your friends, completely alone, you started getting paranoid. And it got worse after you encountered a group of men, the things they did to you... Every little noise made you jump and, recently, you started being afraid do your own shadow. Quite literally, you thought someone was following you. And the voices in your head... were just too loud.

You would spend all the time daydreaming. About life back at your safe heaven, about Daryl, Carl, Beth, Rick, Glenn. About  Judith. At least when your weren't hallucinating about walkers following you. Like right now.

You were running as fast as your legs could carry you. 'Walkers' were after you, trying to take a bite out of you. Run. Run. Just run. No looking back. Just...

You weren't paying attention to where you were going and bumped into someone. You fell to the ground and looked back at where the walkers supposedly were. You could see them, snapping their jaws at you.

"Miss?" you heard a distant voice. You looked at a blond man, half of his face burnt. "Are you okay?"

Your eyes were wide and you breath was heavy and you were sweating.

"D?" another man with a mustache looked at the first one.

You stood up and tried running away again but you felt arms hold you back.

"Hey, hey easy. My name is Dwight and this is Simon. What are you running away from?" the man named D asked you.

You hadn't talked for a long while now. You just pointed at where the walkers were coming from. They were really close now.

"There is nothing there, honey." he said.

You started stumbling, struggling against Dwight's arms. You started screaming like crazy and Dwight hugged you tighter.

"What's wrong with her?" Simon asked.

"I don't know. But maybe we should take her to the boss."

He picked you up and started walking towards a car. He sat you down in the back seat and started moving away, but you wouldn't let go. Tears were running down your cheeks and Dwight felt his heart ache.

"You drive?" he asked Simon.

"Alright." the other man got in the driver's seat as Dwight sat next to you. For some reason, you felt safe in his arms. Soon you fell asleep.

You were having a nightmare. Again. You woke up with a small scream. Dwight was shaking your shoulder.

"Hey, honey, we are home." he said softly.

You got out of the car and started walking after him and Simon. The place was huge. There were men and women walking around, most of them laughing and enjoying themselves.

You stopped in front of a red door.

"Now, I need you to tell me your name." Dwight said. You just kept staring at him, a blank expression on your face. "Okay, as I can see your not much of a talker, are you? Why don't you write it down?"

He gave you a small notepad and a pencil. With trembling hands, you wrote your name down.

"(Y/N)? What a nice name!" he smiled. "I need you to stay here while we talk to the boss. Will you do that for me?"

You nodded and they left through the door.

You waited. You felt like someone was staring at you but you glanced around and saw no one. You were hearing some weird noises, like someone was whispering things in your ear. They got louder and louder, until they were so loud you had to put your hands over your ears, but that wouldn't help.

You slid down the wall whispering, begging for the voices to stop. Your eyes stung with tears but you wouldn't let them fall.

"(Y/N)...?" when you looked up, Dwight was crouched down in front of you, concern in his eyes. "Hey, focus on me."

After you calmed down a little, he helped you stand up.

"He will see you now."

You walked trough the door and saw a man with a black leather jacket. He looked intimidating, yet... there was something different about him.

"You must be (Y/N)." he said with a small smile, that turned into a smirk "Hi, I'm Negan."