Negan Smith

In a world full of walkers and rotting cities life has almost lost its meaning. Negan and his men were once again raiding yet another community that dared to cross paths with them. As he walked slowly down the community holding his wires covered bat “Lucille” in his hand his right hand man Simon called for him.

He returned to the trucks were he saw a girl— a young woman. She had hatred and fire in her eyes. She was forced on the ground by one of his men. “Boss she tried to kill us.” Simon said and tossed Negan the knife the girl tried to use as a killing device.

Negans eyes scanned over the girl and nodded approvingly. He chuckled before kneeling down and looking down at her. “You’re a tough cookie aren’t you? I can appreciate that.” He whispered before getting back up.

“Load her in, she’s coming with us.” He said to Dwight before getting in the truck himself.

A few hours passed and she was thrown in a cell. Negan whistled as he walked towards it— he open the door and entered it. “Well sweetheart— let’s talk. I’m Negan and you are?”