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THE ASSASSIN (PART 1)
You were walking through the woods with Otis, you were tracking a deer while carefully following its tracks on the ground while making sure there were no walkers. "Right there" Otis says just barely so he doesn't spook the deer, he slowly puts up his rifle and start to aim. You were looking around for other animals but when you looked back to the deer you saw a little head slowly walking towards the deer, you quickly reached your hand out to grab Otis's arm but his finger was already pulling the trigger. The loud gun shot rang through the air as the little boy and the deer both went down. "Oh no no no" A man called out as he quickly bent down at the boy and started putting pressure on the wound. "Oh god" Otis was whispering to himself as he looked at the little boy. Quickly you bent down and took of your shirt and pushed the man aside that was putting pressure on the boy, you easily grabbed behind the boys neck to lift him up and you slid the shirt under his back and you laid him back down and tied the sleeves together in the front to keep the boy from bleeding out. As you picked up the boy in your arms "Go follow her she will take your boy to a man named Hershel, he can help you" Otis said as you quickly ran in the direction of the farm, blood covered your hands and ran down your chest and bra. You were fast and agile so it would take at most about 6 minutes. You didn't even look back as you kept running, all you could hear was a man yelling at Otis "Hey, you move it shit head let's go" He kept yelling as he was practically dragging Otis. "How far, how far?!" Thr other man asked who you were assuming was the father, "Another half mile that way" Otis said as he sounded like he was gonna heel over at any given moment as the man. Was still yelling and dragging him. You saw the house and easily hopped the fence as there was no time to open it, the boy was covered in blood and if he didn't get help soon he would most likely die.
All the Greene's were all out on the porch
"Was he bit?" Hershel asked but before I could answer "Shot, shot by your man" The father said while panting, you were already making your way inside the house with the boy. Patricia looked as if she couldn't believe that Otis shot someone. You laid the boy on the bed and Patricia grabbed Hershels kit. "Maggie, I need painkillers, coagulates- Grab everything. Clean towels, sheets, alcohol." Hershel said quickly as Maggie was grabbing everything she could. Hershel came into the room and was quickly organizing everything they needed before handing you a pillow case "Fold it, make a pad and keep putting pressure on the wound" He said to you as you did it quickly. "Is-is he alive?" The father asked as he was practically standing on top of you so he could see his son, "step back please, we need room" Patricia said to the man as Maggie was getting an IV ready. "What's your name" Hershel asked the man, "Rick, my-my name is Rick" He said while stuttering. "Rick, we're gonna do everything we can, okay? You need to give us some room. Now." Hershel said trying to comfort Rick. Outside you could hear the man yelling and dragging Otis before they finally got to the house. Otis came to the room and hugged Patricia "is he still alive?" Otis whispered to Patricia as they had a small little moment together. "What's his blood type" Herhsel asked Rick "A positive, s-same as mine" Rick answered before Hershel looked at you "what happened" He asked you, "we were tracking a buck, the bullet went right through it and now we're here" You said in your thick accent while whispering as you were never loud and never liked talking. Hershel was looking at the wound before speaking "The deer slowed the bullet down, which certainly saved his life, but it did not go through clean. It broke up into pieces. If I can get the bullet fragments out.. And I'm countin' six." I sighed and gave Hershel a look that and shook your head and walked out of the room. You sat on the porch while not even realizing you were covered in blood, you could hear the boy inside screaming in pain but decided not to go back in there. A couple minutes passed and Hershel came out, "I need you to go with Maggie to get a woman named Lori, she is Rick's wife" you gave a quick nod before walking to the horse stables, you were quickly saddling up 2 horses when Maggie walked in, "you ready?" She asked while hopping onto the horse, you got on after her and she quickly took off into a run and you followed behind her. In a matter of minutes we came riding up to a group walking through the woods. "Lori, Lori Grimes?" Maggie asked the group, they all looked as if they didn't know if they could trust us, they kept looking at you as you were still covered in blood with only pants and a bra on, "what?" One of the women with long brown hair asked, "There's been an accident- Carl's been shot. He's still alive but you've gotta come now. Rick needs you. Just come!" Maggie said quickly, Lori was quickly getting on the horse as a raggedy man said "Whoa-whoa-whoa! We don't know this girl. You can't get on that horse!" Ignoring him "Rick said you had others on the highway, that big traffic snarl?" Maggie said "Uh huh" an Asian man said while shaking his head, "Backtrack to Fairburn road. Two miles down is our farm. You'll see the mailbox, name's Greene" She said quickly before you and her turned around and started running back to the house.
The second we got there Lori practically flew off the horse and started walking up to the house, Maggie and ricj and Hershel followed her inside while you got off the horse and took the horses to the stabel to take care of the horses, after doing that you walked into the house and you could hear the commotion going on between Lori and Hershel, "completely in over your head arnt you?" Lori said with her head in her hands, "arnt we all" Hershel responded
PART 2 coming soon
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ASSASSIN (ABOUT YOU)
Your age: 27
Your Mom: Ivana
Your Dad: Alexi
About You:
You are a very cold person. You don't care about death or killing. You are well trained and know how to fight in hand to hand combat, you also know how to handle weapons with great ability. You have a fit body with a 6 pack and you are very strong and know how to take care of yourself. You don't talk much, when you do you have a thick russian accent, you know lots of languages...(this is kinda based on the black widow) you were kidnapped when you were young and you were forced to learn how to fight, you quickly rised through the ranks and you were sent to kill people by the head Master on the daily, you only got out when the world started to go to shit, you were only aloud out of confinement to kill, and you only got to kill at night do basically your whole life you new nothing of the world until you met the Greene family, they took you under their wing when they found you calapsed in one of their pastures, they respect you and you respect them, you have a deep loyalty to Hershsel and his family.
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Ok so I was thinking about writing a series of twd with the reader being a female assassin for the Greene family like she keeps the farm safe from walkers, people,and hunts, and gathers and stuff so like around season 2...if you have any other ideas pls don't be shy to let me know lol
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