The world we once new was gone, now a world full of fear and death has taken its place. The end of the world, some would call it, others, took this as a chance to begin again. What was more dangerous? The end of the world, or a completely new one? Sometimes, it is not death you have to fear...but the living.
Verena was now trapped in a world where every day is now a harsh fight for survival, but even the smallest remnants of life cling to the past, clutching at it in desperation. The echoes of humanity are found in the most unexpected places, reminding us that hope is a fragile, yet resilient force.
In the heart of the apocalypse, Dr Verena Vesper was a fierce and guarded survivor with a strong will and mind along with an unwavering sense of duty to protect those in need. However, her intimidating aura and lack of expression along with her hot temper causes her many complications and misunderstandings. Despite this, she finds an unexpected soulmate in Maggie Greene, her unyielding spirit, devoted loyalty and genuine sincerity a stark opposite to her, yet her other half.
Amidst the chaos and danger, their bond grows stronger through all the hardships and with every obstacle they overcome, they grow closer, becoming eachothers flame in the darkness.
Verena's rugged exterior softens around Maggie's resilience, while Maggie's strength is fortified by Verena's fierce resolve. Together, they navigate the harsh world with a bond that is both a sanctuary and a powerful force, proving that even in the end times, love can burn brightly and fiercely, and that hope, is the most resilient force of all.
The world hasn't ended just yet, not while Verena is still breathing.
A/N: Obviously I don't own TWD or any of its characters or plot, I only own my own ideas and writing. I am also working on this story with a partner who came up with the story and character!
Updates: As often as possible.
(And yes, this is GxG/wlw.) <3
⤐ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝.
"I need you to listen to me. When we're out there together, if I say run, run. If I tell you to leave me, then damn it, you leave and you don't look back."
"Daryl," she sighed softly, shaking her head.
"No, I mean it," he argued, encircling her wrist and jostling her a bit, begging her to listen. "I can't lose you. Not like that, not ever."
His words were like lava bubbling in his throat, everything he had fought so hard to conceal was quickly rising to the surface. Fuck it. Any fear of rejection was overpowered by his need to make her understand. It wouldn't change how he felt, or the fact that he'd take on a thousand walkers if it kept her safe for even one more millisecond.
"I need you around, Ace."
"Always."
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*I do not own any characters, scenes, or scripts from The Walking Dead. Any resemblance to other people that my original characters have is completely coincidental.*