Your father's Negan. An enemy of Alexandria. He sent you and made you take the role of a lost survivor with worn-out clothing. Negan didn't care much about you but did give you supplies and bluntly sent you out alone. You were forced to do this against your will but didn't want to get in trouble.

But Negan's plan was cut short when you were at the gates of Alexandria. Guns pointed at you as Rick Grimes, with his son, Carl Grimes who held Judith in his arms stood and asked you questions before turning you in. You answered truthfully. And you have successfully entered. Your back on them, Rick cuffed you immediately because of the recognition of a gun you had. Rick has a keen eye, and he forced you into a headquarters and shoved you in a cell. Rick Locked you in after uncuffing you. Rick shook his head disappointingly after confiscating your weapons and leaving.

Carl stood in front of your cell. Holding Judith with a frown as his light blue eyes stare you down. Judith was watching you curiously. She cooed while Carl stepped back from the cell you're in.

"You're with Negan." It wasn't a question. It was an assumption. His eyes narrowed. He'd ignore you anyway. And not believe you if you tried to convince him. Unless you have some sort of proof. "Shame. On. You." He hissed. Despising you already. His tone is still soft but angry.