What happens when an all-powerful witch gets bored? Apparently, she jumps universes and decides to rewrite the apocalypse. My name is Ellie. I'm twenty-six years old, ridiculously powerful, and bored completely out of my mind. The worst part? My magic is just as restless as I am. So why not have a little fun? Why not drop into The Walking Dead universe before everything goes to hell and change a few things? First on my list: stop the virus before it ever gets the chance to destroy the world. Second: wake Rick Grimes up early. Because if Rick wakes up before the apocalypse, before Lori and Shane cross that line, things are going to look very different. Rick and Shane can keep the brother-like bond they were always supposed to have. Carl won't have to grow up surrounded by death. Thousands of people who were supposed to die might actually get a chance to live. And Lori? Well... Let's just say waking Rick up early is about to leave her sitting pretty far up shit creek without a paddle. I already know how this story is supposed to go. But this time, I'm changing the script. No quarry disasters. No waiting around for walkers to take over. No letting stupid decisions destroy good people. The apocalypse doesn't know it yet, but it just got itself a witch problem. And I'm bored enough to completely ruin its plans.

My name is Lura Grimes, but most people call me Viper. There's a reason for that name. I don't play games. I don't give empty warnings, and I sure as hell don't let anyone walk all over me. Usually, you'll find my viper curled comfortably around my neck, and if that doesn't warn people to think twice before testing me, the magic glowing from my hands normally does. I'm twenty-four years old, and my magic doesn't come with limits. I can use as much as I want, whenever I want, without getting tired, weak, or burned out. Then the world ends. Walkers start tearing through everything, people become just as dangerous as the dead, and suddenly survival means making hard choices before someone else makes them for you. Good thing I've never had a problem doing that. The biggest problem? My father, Rick Grimes. I love my dad, but somewhere along the way, Rick gets it into his head that being my father means he gets to boss me around. Tell me where I can go. Who I can protect. What risks I'm allowed to take. Maybe even how I should use my own damn magic. Yeah. That's not happening. I'm not Carl. I'm not a scared little girl who needs permission. I'm a grown woman with enough power to completely change how this apocalypse plays out, and if I build a haven, protect a group, or make a rule, Rick is going to learn one thing very quickly: **Being my father doesn't make him my leader.** He can argue. He can glare. He can pull out that sheriff voice all he wants. I'm still not backing down. Because in this new world, Rick Grimes might be used to everyone following his orders... But the Viper bows to no one.

She's crazy-but not stupid. With long hot-pink hair, sharp grey eyes, powerful magic, and absolutely no filter, she has a habit of laughing at the worst possible moments. Some people think she's completely unhinged. Others quickly learn that there's a lot more going on behind that wicked smile than they first assumed. She loves hard, protects harder, and has a surprisingly big heart for people who actually deserve it. Children, innocent survivors, and anyone she considers family will always have a place beside her. But caring about people doesn't make her weak. The world ended, the dead started walking, and the old rules stopped mattering. She knows sometimes survival means doing things other people are too scared to do. She can joke with you, hug you, feed you, protect you-and then turn around and kill someone without hesitation if they threaten the people under her protection. Think chaotic energy with just enough common sense to know when to behave. Usually. She has magic strong enough to change the apocalypse, a personality nobody can control, and a very simple rule: Be good to her people, and she'll give you the world. Try to hurt them, and you better start running. Welcome to her beautiful chaos.

Here's a polished fanfic description that keeps Kris's attitude and darker vibe: My name is Kris Grimes. Yeah, that Grimes. Daughter of the great Rick Grimes. Sheriff. Leader. Hero. Blah, blah, blah. To everyone else, he might be the man with the badge who always has a plan. To me? He's just my bossy-ass dad who still forgets I'm twenty-two years old and more than capable of handling myself. Luckily, he knows better than to push me too far. Shane, on the other hand, actually treats me like a person instead of some helpless little girl who needs to be protected from everything. And trust me, helpless is the last thing I am. I'm a witch. Not the sparkly, sunshine-and-rainbows kind either. My magic is dark. Twisted. Sometimes downright terrifying. But when the dead start walking and the whole world goes to hell, suddenly having the daughter with creepy purple eyes and questionable magic doesn't seem so bad. Rick might hate the way I do things. People might fear what I can do. But my darkness is exactly what's going to keep them alive. Welcome to the apocalypse. Things are about to get a whole lot darker.

Negan's sixteen-year-old daughter Elena has lived a privileged and pampered life. She was only three when the apocalypse began so she doesn't remember much about the world before. Around the age of six, is when the Sanctuary was established and she hasn't left since. What will happen when she meets the son of her enemy? Will he be able to convince her the error of her father's ways?

"Carl! Let (last name) put those down first! You, too, Sophia!" . . "You're real stubborn, (last name)." . . "Putting up with you? Oh, sweetheart.. No one's putting up with you. To be completely honest, I believe that you are the one who's putting up with all of us." . . "It's what I thought best and it's what she thought best." . . You woke up in the world of TWD, and you fought so hard to not change the plot of the show, to not get too close- afraid that you'll end up with more losses than not. However, the more time you spend with them, interact with them, laugh and smile with them.. You realize that you're slowly getting attached to every single one of them. Still, you try not to socialize much, because you don't want to get hurt when a character dies. But.. People are real stubborn.

Addison Grimes is rick grimes 2 and a half year old daughter. Rick struggles with his relationship with Lori and trying to be there for his kids. When the world goes to crap while in a coma, how will rick handle this new world, his wife, keeping his kids safe and dealing with Addison's poor health?

When the world ends, Rosie Grimes is thrown into survival alongside Shane Walsh, her father's best friend, a former police officer, and the man who has been in her life since she was a kid. In the middle of blood, grief, and the collapse of everything they knew, their bond begins shifting into something neither of them should want, and neither of them can stop. 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 𝐗 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐡

F/N L/N is 20 years old and shane is 21 years old and what happens when shane finds you in the woods hurt and helps you and you guys might have a feeling that you might fall for each other read to find out

*CAUTION: STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT*