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Simon drives the truck down the rough dirt path back to the sanctuary with his men right on his tail, they had just gone to Hilltop to collect their share of everything.
Simon looks ahead in the round and sees some commotion as he gets closer he slows down and sees a young, small girl struggling to fight off the bitters. He slams on the brakes and grabs his rifle and hops out into the fading sunlight.
He shoots the bitters on top of her making her yelp in fright unaware of his help. He shoots down the rest quickly as his men get out of the car, not needed.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Simon speaks up to the girl on the ground. She's thin in shorts and a tank top. You can see her ribs through her skin and her arms and legs are twigs.
"Please don't hurt me?" She squeaks.
"Don't worry doll, we're the saviors. Come with me." He reaches out his rough hand to her and she takes it and he helps her up to her feet. She walks to the truck with him and gets in the passenger seat.
"Where are you taking me?" The girl asks quietly.
"We're going to the the Sanctuary. Negan will definitely like you." He chuckles to himself. The girl wonders what he means by that, and who is this Negan guy.
"What's your name, Doll?" The strange man asks her.
"I'm Mabel." She says quietly. She is scared of him, he is weird.
"You a baby or somethin' you so small." he remarks, the woman in the seat behind smacks his shoulder making his groan.
"What the fuck, Arat!" he yells behind him looking away from the road.
"Don't be so rude, Simon!" Arat yells back. This mans name is Simon, Mabel thinks, he still seems scary.
"Fuck. Sorry, Mabel." Simon says quickly under his breath, just loud enough for her to hear.
The rest of the truck ride is quiet until they start to approach the gate to a large factory.
"Where are we?" Mabel asks.
"Welcome to the Sanctuary, Doll!"
Simon pulls the truck up into the lot and turns off the engine. He exits the truck making Mabel do the same. She walks on the gravel to the front of the truck where she can hear a strong man's voice shouting.
She gets a better look and there's a man in a black leather jacket and a wired bat over his shoulder. His masculine face and sharp jaw made Mabel's heart flutter. His hair was something else to her.
"Where is she?!" He yells out looking around the crowd. His eyes land on Mabel and a smirk grows on his face. "Come here, Darlin'!" He calls out to her, motioning her over with his strong, veiny hand.
Mabel steps closer squeezing between people to the front of the crowd. She gets there and looks up at the large man blocking her whole frame from the sun. This man was taller than she thought he would be but that is more of a turn on than anything for her.
"I'm Negan! What's your name, Doll?" He introduces himself. Mabel is marvelling over the name "Negan" it's unique and different.
"I'm Mabel." She squeaks. Her thin arms and behind her back, hands clutched together.
"Welcome Mabel." He purrs, Mabel's stomach curls at the sound of her name crawling off his tongue.
"What do you want with me?" Mabel asks looking for answers.
Negan's arms go to his hips and he leans downs towards her, "Don't worry Mabel, your safe here with me. Let me show you around." Negan answers completely avoiding her question.
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The Wife Like No Other
FanfictionA naive, freshly 19 year old girl joins the Sanctuary and is offered by the leader Negan himself to be his wife. She accepts knowing she can't live down there working for points. She's young but Negan is fascinated by her, the way her eyes sparkle...
