Isabelle Winchester has truly seen it all, from vampire to demons, all the way to angels. She has evaded death multiple times, just like her brother's.
She had got separated from her brothers in, yet, another apocalypse they somehow created. God ha...
𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 now i realize, there is no righteous path. it's just people trying to do their best in a world where is is far too easy to do your worst
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A GROUP THAT consists of Rick, Carol, Daryl, T-dog, and Izzy were all getting the cars inside the yard.
"Alright, let's get the other cars in. We'll park 'em in the west entry of the yard," Rick demanded, his white shirt stained with sweat and his soft, short curls were unruly. His blue eyes were narrowed due to the hot sun beaming down on them.
Daryl scuffed, his eyes narrowed into slits. "Good. Our vehicles camped out there look like a giant "vacancy"."
Izzy smiled softly as she glanced over at Jack who had a butterfly on his finger. He had the biggest, cutest smile on his face which warmed Izzy's heart. He truly was not Lucifer's son because he was way too adorable.
She shook her head, looking away from Jack and spoke up. "After that, we need to load up these corpses so we can burn them."
T-Dog grimaced, running a hand over his sweaty, bald head. "It's gonna be a long day..."
Izzy was about to agree when all of them turned their attention to Jack who giggling. He was grinning, his dimples on display, while he watched the butterfly fly away from him. He then turned to the others, his eyes glistening.
"Where's Glenn and Maggie?" Jack asked, his eyebrows furrowed.
His question had made everyone look away from him, also wondering the same thing.
"Up in the guard tower," Daryl grunted, his eyes narrowed into slits.
Rick grew perplexed, "Guard tower? They were just up there last night!"
They all looked up at the guard tower, covering their eyes due to the bright ray's that the sun was beaming down on them.
Daryl shaped his hands over his mouths and shouted. "Glenn! Maggie!"
Seconds later, a flustered and shirtless Glenn appeared on the balcony of the tower, buckling his jeans. "Hey! What's up, guys?"
They all laughed, watching Maggie inside the guard tower, fumbling around with her clothing.
"You comin'?" Izzy shouted up at Glenn, her grin wide.
Glenn squinted his eyes, confused. "What?"
"You comin'?" Daryl laughed through his question. "Come on, we could use a hand!"
