The Last Angel Standing
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I was so bored in history as I was drawing a landscape before the bell rang, signifying that it was time to switch classes. I stood slowly and put my various school supplies into my bag before exiting the classroom. I started to slowly walk to the cafeteria while looking around the courtyard of the campus. I noticed a few strange people that looked like they were already dressed up for halloween even though it was months away. Checking the time, I realized I was slightly late meeting my friend in the lunchroom. I picked up my pace and entered the cafeteria to see my best friend sitting at our regular table.
"Hey Paypay," I greeted as I sat next to her.
"Don't call me that, it's weird. And you're late," she said with a weird look.
"But what's the fun in that?" I laughed, ignoring the second part.
"Hey peyton? Did you see any weird people dressed as zombies outside in the court yard today?"I asked as we walked up to the lunch line.
"No? Halloween is months away, why would people be dressing up?" payton asked in confusion as she looked at me.
"Yeah you right sorry I just saw some pretty weird things on my walk over." I said grabbing a tray before putting some food on it.
"Are you sure you're not just imagining it because of your weird Halloween obsession?" Peyton asked.
"Ok i do not have a weird Halloween obsession." i said glaring at my friend as we began walking back to our table.
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a apocalyptic love story between a collage girl and a rude abrasive redneck named Daryl dixon
OC x Daryl dixon
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cold hands † carl grimes
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She was far from home, wandering through the wreckage of a post-apocalyptic world that no longer made sense. The rules had changed. The future was gone. All that remained was survival, day by day, step by step, always looking over her shoulder. She never expected to find hope again. She didn't expect safety. And she sure as hell didn't expect to fall for a man with a crossbow and a heart he tried to keep hidden. Daryl Dixon was unlike anyone she had ever known - powerful and untamed. A man who carried his pain like a weapon, with eyes that held the weight of a troubled past. He didn't trust easily. He didn't let people get close. But there was something in her, something raw and real, that held him quietly captive. Thrown together by chance and bound by the instinct to protect what little they had left, they begin to find something neither of them believed could survive the end of the world. Not just trust, not just loyalty, but connection. And in the spaces between bloodshed and silence, in the ashes of what was once civilization, they discover that even in the darkest times a love they never expected could take root - raw, real, and relentless. But in a world where every choice carries a price and loyalty is tested in fire and blood, can love really survive the end of the world? Mature content 😜 Original female character. Some main TWD plot points included but with lots of divergence. Beginning just before the start of season one and will follow the entire run of the show. From the author of Athena ~ TWD (Daryl Dixon). I do not own any rights to TWD characters or plots.
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