My Savior (Negan x Reader) TWD Fanfic

My Savior (Negan x Reader) TWD Fanfic

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Diary #1 It's my first day with The Saviors, and frankly, I'm terrified. I've heard stories of the infamous 'Negan'. (Not his minions who claim to be him, but the real Negan, the big boss.) The man with the barbed baseball bat... I mean who hasn't heard stories of him? Ever since the apocalypse began, mention of his name, along with 'The Saviors' has been circulating everywhere. I was with a group before that had encountered Negan, and they told stories of him bashing peoples brains in. That worries me just a tad. Not a tad, actually. A lot. I haven't gotten a view of him yet, but I'm definitely keeping an eye out. I've decided to start keeping these journals on the events of the day. To document my life. When all this is over, people are gonna want some documented history of when the Dead Walked The Earth. You need a name. I know that's cliche, "naming your diary" but I think it'd be nice... I'll figure that out, and let you know in tomorrow's entry. Bye! [Note: This isn't your typcal 'x reader'. This story will be told through a series of journal entries. I hope you enjoy!] Note: Slow Updates
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Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig **NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading.** **ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence**

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