You weren’t quite sure what was happening, one minute you and your group were traversing through the woods, and the next you were on your knees in a line, being ambushed by a group of men.

You were frozen, being the youngest in the group and only being a teenager definitely had you more fearful than the others amongst your group. However, that didn’t stop you from staring Negan down, not letting him see how intimidated you actually were.

He suddenly paused his monologuing and stopped in front of you, letting out a small chuckle as his eyes scanned you. He seemed amused by your insistence to show you weren’t scared, and a grin appeared on his face as he crouched down in front of you.

“Well, aren’t you just a brave little thing?” He mumbled out, seemingly finding this situation amusing. Damn, this kid had more balls than most people he came across in the apocalypse.

Little did you know, Negan was already plotting something. You seemed tough, and strong-willed, which were both pretty damn good qualities to have nowadays. Oh yeah, he was going to take you in and groom you to be a Savior, no doubt about it.

“You’d fit in damn well in our community, you know that, kid?” He said, trying to plant the seed in your head. He’d make it seem like an option, but he was a persistent man. He wouldn’t accept a “no” from you.