She was stunned by my answer.
once i could get a good look at her i did, she had a pixie cut, her hair jet black, bright blue eyes, she was wearing black jeans and a black tank-top with lace around the bottom, a black scarf neat-ish tied around her neck, black boots, and a black hoodie tied around her waist, she looked about to be 6'4.
She looked like she was brave wanted to help at any cost, intelligent, is always ready to fight if needed.
She had a black bow with i think poison arrows and really sharp daggers.
"who is your dad?"She asked.
"Daryl, Daryl Dixion"I reapled.
"Thats my dad" she said.
"no way" i replied.
"yeah way" she said smiling.
"I finally found you, sister"She added.
"we where twins, well we are twins, my mom told me all about you, and I always wanted to meet you, but mum said no, that she was never going to take me, and look where that got me, right next to you sitting in a tree"She said.
this may be the one that I can actuality believe, we have the same last name, I heard dad talking about her, but I just thought that was some other kid, but I never knew that I had a twin.
"I believe you" I said
"I believe that we are twins that you are my sister i believe that we can make this would and find our dad and mom"I added
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Not Again (daryl dixions daughter) Twd
FanfictionArianna Dixon is Daryl Dixions doughter. Trouble Follows her like a lost puppy. Her bestfriend K is right along her side.