Negan's Daughter

Chapter 1

~ Introduction ~

Hey guys! Welcome to my new story. Don't worry, I will still update my other story.
In this story, I wanted to use myself as the main character for fun, but I will make up a name. My friend used herself and I in hers with our real names, so I really wanted to do one myself. She will also appear in my story as Daryl's daughter. There will be a twist in this story.
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~ Hannah's POV ~

It was around 10pm and I woke up my dad lightly shaking me. I went to different towns with him all day, so I was pretty tired when we got back. My dad kissed my forehead as I wiped my eyes.
"Sorry to wake you princess. We have the group who killed my men. I want them to meet you. So get dressed and come outside" He smiled. I nodded. He stood up and grabbed Lucille and stood by the door. (The bat he named after my dead mom).

"Lets meet the man!" I heard Simon shout from outside. There was a knock on the door, and my dad walked out.
"Pissing our pants yet?..." He grinned. I rolled my eyes and stood up as the door closed. All I had to put on was my flannel shirt, my boots and my hat. I quickly went to the toilet. On my way out, I looked at myself in the mirror, straightened my hair out and went to the door. I took a deep breath in and out again before putting my gun in my waistband of my jeans. I opened the door and stepped out...

There... on their knees in a line... was a group of men, women and even a teenage boy. I was shocked. My dad was talking to Rick, not noticing me. I slammed the door letting him know I was out. He jumped.

"Hey! You made it! Guys... I want you to meet someone very special to me. My daughter... Hannah" He smiled proudly. I just looked down of embarrassment. He went to kiss my cheek but I avoided it. He didn't like that. He brushed it off.

~ Everything happens (Abraham and Glenn's deaths. And Negan is currently away with Rick)~ 

I noticed a man to my left. He had been shot in the shoulder. He was clearly in pain, and nobody was helping him. I grabbed my first aid kit and walked over to him. I got on my knees in front of him and opened my kit. He moved back a little in fear. I gave him a reassuring smile.

"It's okay. I won't hurt you. I want to help you" I smiled.
"I don't need help. Not from you anyway" He spat.
"Please! Let me help you!" I pleaded. He nodded.
"You can trust me" I winked and smiled. I whispered that part. The man smiled slightly.

I cleaned up his shoulder and put a bandage on it.
"Keep that on it to stop any kind of infection okay? I'm Hannah by the way" I smiled.
"D... Daryl" He choked up.
"Nice to meet you Daryl. I am so sorry about what my dad did. I'm sorry to all of you" I said, looking at them all. They nodded. They knew it wasn't my fault. I gave Daryl another quick smile before grabbing my kit and standing up. Dwight was poking him from behind with what seemed to be Daryl's crossbow.

"OI BACK OFF DWIGHT" I snapped. He gave me a dirty look before obeying. Daryl gave me a 'thank you' nod. I nodded.
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All of a sudden, the RV came speeding into the area we were in. Dad came out, dragging Rick. I felt so bad. Dad noticed that Daryl had been sorted.

"WHO FIXED HIM UP?!" He shouted. I stepped forward.
"I did!" He turned to me in shock and anger.
"You what?" He spat.
"What you are doing isn't fair!" I snapped.
"DWIGHT! GRAB HER!" He demanded.
 Before I could gather my thoughts together, a pair of hands grabbed me from behind and pulled me to the ground.
"GET OFF OF ME!" I shout. Dwight laughed. I hate this prick. I punch him across the face.
He looks angry.
"You BITCH!" He snaps before slapping me twice as hard.
"GET OFF OF HER!" Daryl shouts. My cheek stung like crazy. The tears came flooding out. I looked at Daryl who clearly wanted to tear Dwight apart.

As I was wiping my tears away, dad had called the teenage boy over to him, tied his belt around his arm and made him lay on the ground.
"Simon... got a pen?"
"Yeah" He smiled before pulling out a pen and throwing it at dad, who then drew a line on the boy's arm.
"Dwight bring her here!" He demanded. I tried to get out of Dwight's grip. Obviously it didn't work. He threw me next to the boy.
"Be careful with her Dwight!" He snapped.
"Sorry boss" He said quietly.
Me and the boy looked at each other with sympathy.

"Since you think it is okay to go behind my back... I want you to grab Rick's axe and cut Carl's arm off... right on that line!" He stated. Carl? That's his name? and what? Is he for real?
"What?" I choked up with my tears. He squatted next to me and grinned.
"You heard me!" I couldn't breathe. I couldn't stop the tears.
"NO!" I snapped.
He pushed me out of the way and decided to torture Rick instead. I was angry with my dad.

~ Skip to Negan leaving ~

"...Until then... ta ta" He walked away. I was NOT going with that man.
"Come on princess! We need to talk!"
I stood up.
"NO!" I shouted.
"You what?" He said pissed off. Storming towards me. Rick stood in the way.
"Watch it!" He said.
"MOVE PRICK!" He shouted.
"She can stay with us for a bit" He said.

After a lot of arguing. Dad gave in and walked away.

"Thank you Rick" I cried.
"It's okay."

All of a sudden a girl around my age walked over to me and pulled me into a hug. I was confused but hugged back.

"Thank you so much for looking after my dad" What?
"Daryl's your dad?" I ask. She nods.
"I'm Lexi. Lexi Dixon" She smiles, holding out her hand.
"Hannah" I shake it.

Daryl comes up to us.
"Thanks again Hannah. I see you've met Lexi" He smiels, hugging his daughter, who clearly means the world to him.
"Yeah" I smile.

"Let's go home!" Rick shouts.
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Lexi is played by my good friend CG_Claimed Check her out!