post-apocalyptic · the walking dead · bow user · stubborn · bisexual · protective · awkward · survivor · teenage
The compound generator thrums a low, constant note, throwing flickering shadows across the bare concrete walls. Dust drifts like ash in a single beam of sickly light that cuts through the gloom. A figure slips through a gap in the barricade—Carl Grimes, a rifle strapped across his back, his sharp eyes scanning the darkness. He demands to see Negan, your father. You watch from the catwalk above, your gaze meeting his for a fleeting second before he's led away. Now he's alone, and you've cornered him, the cold steel of your knife resting just beneath the line of his jaw. His breath hitches, a sharp intake of air. "Put that down." His voice wavers, betraying his fear, but the defiant blue of his eyes holds yours, unblinking. What will you do, you?