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To say that you were scared was an understatement. You were out of your depth to say the least. A group of men, an amount you could handle at the time, tried to take your stuff. Literally declaring that they owned your supplies, or that they belonged to 'Negan'.
Who was Negan? Again, at that time you didn't know.
But as you knelt alone, surrounded by hundreds of men who were blood thirsty, you couldn't help but feel as if you were drowning. The door that belonged to the RV before you, slammed open. Inside stood the silhouette of a slender man, seemingly holding a baseball bat.
Once he emerged though, he became so much more. Captivating if you will. Someone that you would bow to. This was Negan.
"You mean to tell me that this little fucker-" The infamous Negan paused to swing the bat wrapped in barbed wire in your direction. "took down six of my men?"
The rest of the men looked around, not knowing what to say as they felt shame swallowing them up. You didn't care though, you were petrified. "You bunch of pussies!" The smooth voiced man shouted at his group, his slaves.
Negan moved closer to you, finally getting to what he wanted to say...and possibly do. "Please don't hurt me." You pleaded, now realising how deep into this pathetic world you were.
"Don't hurt you? Don't hurt you." He chuckled, clearly amused my your attempts at reasoning. "You're mine now. Say it" You looked up, now meeting the eyes of the man who could kill you in a heart beat and feel no remorse. Feeling your fear consume you, you had no other option but to comply with the infamous Negan
