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TW// death, choking
Maggie prepares to attack the next person to walk through the doorway.
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Maggie stays silent with her knife raised and ready to attack. She hears someone getting hit in the room near her, and a familiar voice. "You should've been easier on us. But nope. Now look what you made me do. I had to convince everyone to join this group: the Saviors. To be honest, it wasn't too hard."
The brunette recognizes the voice to belong to Butch; the man who betrayed you. She hears him begin walking closer to the doorway that Maggie is poised at. "Aw, what? You don't got nothing to say? Oh, yeah. I gagged you because I couldn't give two shits about-" He makes the mistake of stepping out of the room, resulting in Maggie's blade charging into his neck. Once he's down, she stabs him in his temple, preventing him from turning into a walker.
She enters the room he was in and sees you tied to a pipe, bloody and bruised. She quickly surveys the room, then goes to you. For a second, she debates whether or not she should let you go. After all, your group is the one that captured her and Carol. But, you were also the one to try and deescalate the situation.
She's brought out of her thoughts when you begin to writhe and hum, pointedly looking behind her. When she turns around, she's met with a boot to the face, causing her to drop her knife and fall onto her back. A blonde woman straddles her and wraps her hands around the brunette's throat, successfully cutting off her oxygen flow. She tries to claw at the woman's face, but it does nothing. She can't reach her knife, wherever it ended up, and the woman isn't budging.
Momentarily, Maggie sees stars accompanied by darkness. Suddenly, the constricting feeling around her neck is released, allowing her to gasp for air. She feels incredibly light-headed, but she turns to look at what happened.
You had tackled the woman off of Maggie and began punching her. Once she was properly dazed, you reached for Maggie's knife and stabbed it through the woman's eye. You remove the blade and stand, albeit wobbly, on your two feet. You turn when you hear Maggie stand up. Cautiously, you approach her with her weapon in hand. You reach her and extend your hand out, offering her knife back to her.
"Let's get the hell out of here."
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𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 || twd imagines
Fanfiction───── the one where you were born into the walking dead universe ( y/n | fluff & angst )