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PROPHECY

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Everything was a blur around her, people were running away, screaming, bumping into each other. Izzie was also running, trying to reach her car in the amongst of people and abandoned vehicles. 

She looked up in the crowd, her pale blue eyes looking frantically in every direction as she desperately tried to control her breathing. Suddenly, panic took over her and she couldn't breath anymore. Izzie tripped but caught herself into a nearby car before falling on the hard tarmac. Her eyes filled with tears as she took the time to scanned the chaotic highway. 

She already wanted to give up, the screams of fear and despair around her being unbearable for her weak heart. She bit down in her lips and covered her ears with the palm of her hands and slid down against the car, bringing her knees to her chest. 

This was too much, she couldn't do it alone. She thought that it was the end as more and more people screamed around her but when she looked up, her eyes locked with a familiar figure. A tall man with short brown hair and extremely blue eyes stood before her, a crossbow was attached to arm and held high in the air. The man shouted at someone behind him then looked back at Izzie. He walked in her direction and knelt in front of her. The archer was talking rather rapidly but all Izzie could think about was his face. 

She knew this face. She knew these eyes. 

She knew him. 

The man of her dream. 


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I own nothing about the characters or about the events that will look alike of the scenario of The Walking Dead. I only own my OC. All the rights and credits go to amc.All Rights Reserved

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TWD: Just Another Boy to Discover (Carl x Reader)

"Because I needed to put them out of their misery," you respond. His intense, bright, blue eyes. His sleek, long, brown hair. His smile that's hard to hate. You just can't get enough. When it started, you were independent, only Flare was there to accompany you. However, just like that, you join a group. Rick and his gang. It wasn't expected, but you can't leave. You couldn't leave. Carl is your bodyguard. He's been ordered to keep an eye on you. Ever. Since. Day. One. ... It all happened when you were raiding an abandoned, old shed. That's where you crossed paths with none other than Carl Grimes. His distinct features remain engraved into your brain and despite thinking that love makes one grow weak; you begin to develop feelings for him. Regardless of what others may think, you continue to pursue him. However, when the group encounters various challenges that test loyalty, trust and courage, you wonder if it's actually meant to be. ... "Carl," he stops and looks at you. "Get away from her." "Why?" Carl simply asks. "Come here," Rick tells him. Carl looks over at you, then Rick. He shakes his head no. "I didn't ask you, I'm telling you." Rick grits his teeth. Carl reluctantly obeys. You watch him as he leaves eyes never loosing contact with his. Rick shuts the door cautiously. As soon as you hear it shut, you stroll over to the door and press your ear against the thin wood. You could hear Rick's faint voice. "Carl. Keep watch over her," he whispers. "She's dangerous." "What do you mean? She's a kid. Just like me. What makes her any different?" Carl defends you. Your heart begins to thud. He's protecting you. Just like what any and every body guard should do. ... A touching fanfiction decorated with intricate detail, heart-racing action scenes and a painful yet deliciously sweet storyline. The only advice I give to you before reading is to prepare yourself both mentally and emotionally. For yours to read and cherish.