FLASHBACK
Jenna is sitting around a small campfire in the middle of the woods. Annabelle places a string of cans along the perimeter of the site.
Annabelle: Almost done.
She slings her pack off her back and places it down on the ground before plopping down beside the fire.
Jenna: Here
She hands her a cup of beef stew before she takes the other one
Jenna: If only we had some cab.
Annabelle: Girl's night
They both lift the spoons to their lips.
Jenna: The walkers you once had; where'd you find them? Did they attack? Or did you know them?
Annabelle slowly lifts her eyes up towards her.
Jenna: I'm sorry. You want to talk about it?
Annabelle slowly shakes her head.
Jenna: Okay.
Annabelle: They deserved what they got. They weren't human to begin with.
She stands up and walks away as Jenna turns her head watching her go.
WOODBURY
The Governor is in a dimly lit room as he tightens a pair of chains to two posts. He grabs both chains and tugs on them tightly.
He breathes heavily looking upward then moves his eyes down staring into the camera
Governor: This is all for you, Vivian. All for you
ELSEWHERE
Jenna and Annabelle are watching people load up ammo boxes and guns in the back of a truck.
Martinez: You, grab the 50.
Man: Got it
Jenna: Does the Governor want all this?
Martinez: He wants options.
Annabelle: Where is he?
Martinez: Not here.
Annabelle: How many are going out?
Martinez: Everybody, Anna.
Two men walks out of the building and lifts up a 50. Cal machine gun to Martinez and Shumpert. Annabelle and Jenna exchanges a look when Andrea walks around the other side of the truck. Annabelle approaches her
Andrea: I thought there was a deal on the table.
Annabelle sends her a look, shaking her head.
ELSEWHERE
The Governor throws down a tray and pulls out several types of instruments laying them out on the table. All are torture weapons.
He turns and notices Jenna in the doorway
Governor: Jenna.
Jenna turns and looks at him slightly in fear.
Jenna: Y-yeah?
Governor: You need something?
Jenna: What is that?
Governor: It's my workshop.
Jenna: How does that help Woodbury?
The Governor takes steps closer towards her looking down at her, Jenna shallows a gulp staring up at him.
Governor: Excuse me?
Jenna: This was supposed to be a new start, a way out. What about everything you're always talking about? Beating this thing? Clawing our way back?
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TWD-Vivian Grimes
FanfictionVivian Grimes: oldest child of Rick and Lori Grimes. When the dead began attacking the living, she thought her dad was dead until he found his way back to them again
