I was lost and found by Rick, Daryl, and the rest of the group. My names Maigan and I have a split personality after the zombie apocalypse. I could tell from bad a good people without knowing fully myself that I was capable of doing so. I went days without seeing people and was dehydrated from constantly running from zombies. I popped out in a road where they were standing as others looked in the cars that were on the road. They were staring at me with knifes now in the air. I looked at all of them and saw a zombie approaching beside them and shot my knife flying by Ricks head into the zombies head. Then collapsed where I stood from exhaustion. When I came to they had me close by with them, not restrained. I got up and Rick handed me food and water.
"Are you all right?" he asked as everyone talked to each other quietly.
"Yes just surprised and confused…" I said looking at everyone in the room we were in. Looks like we are in a big house, probably a suburb home.
"That's good. You've must have been running for awhile before you came upon us?." As he said this he started looking me over, probably making sure I wasn't going to pull anything stupid off.
"I have and I don't do well in groups either, everyone dies and I do horrible things as well…" I trailed off remembering bits and pieces of what happened to people that tried to hurt me. At the end everyone was dead and I killed them all.
"what are those horrible things you've done?" he asked raising my face from looking at the floor to meet his eyes.
"I've killed people, bad people, and not naturally. I have a split personality and SHE kills them to save me.
***A month goes by***
Rick, Daryl, and I, also glen went out looking for food and supplies for everyone. We were searching in this house when some people snuck up behind me knocking me out. When I woke up Rick was in front of me pledging with the men to Let me go.
My evil came out, "everything's ok Rick" I spat. I looked around and seen four guys behinds me. They took my knife that was strapped to my leg, but didn't find the one in my boot.
"Maigan are you alright?!" Rick yelled from a distance hand on his gun getting read for anything.
"I will be in a second." I answered grabbing my knife turning around stabbing the guy holding me. Then as he was falling I grabbed his gun and shot 2 of them in the head then grabbed my knife again and walked up to the only guy left stabbing his face till there was nothing left. Then when I was out of danger I came back.
I stared at my hands scared. "AHHHHHHHHH" I FREAKED OUT TRYING TO SCRUB THE BLOOD OFF MY HANDS FRANTICALLY SCRUBBIN.
"I can't kill people, I can't kill people…" I kept saying and scrubbing.
"Maigan what's wrong? your alright! your fine!" he said frantically trying to get rid of the blood so I would stop. "shh, sshh" he said picking me up and taking me back to the group. He put me in the bathroom and had Daryl and michone help clean me off. Once I was clean I started settling done.
I cried my self to sleep in Ricks arms and woke up a better person again.
We made camp and got caught up in a different group. They came to take what they wanted. They had all the girls in one room picking from them. I pleaded in my head that they didn't choose me. When they chose me I told them that I was weak and couldn't do much so they shouldn't choose me. They took me out of the room and walked though another room with rick there.
I seen him and cried out his name. "Rick, Rick please don't let them take me please!" with tears in my eyes I seen him try to get to me and save me. There was danger in me and I talked it to only release when I was outside now. Rick helped me control my other half.
"Rick!" I yelled before They got me outside the door into a room just before outside. There was a table with silverware on it I grabbed some and killed them with each fork, spoon, knife I could grab I took down 3 when smart ass in front of me took a spoon and hit the guy in the head twice really hard and killed him. We looked at each other and bursted into laughter which'd drew more people towards us I ran to rick and he hugged me and gave me a knife.
Then we both had started getting the guns and amo off the dead bodies we went and shot everyone that came for us. I went in the house and saw all the blood on my hands. I put myself in the corner and started writing how many people I killed with the blood on my hands. The enemy came in and tried to take me and I grabbed my knife, grabbed him and stabbed him dead till he turned into a zombie then I hit the brain. I still sat there painting numbers in the blood that was now being produced from the guy.
Rick came in and saw and new what to do he picked me up and walked with me to the bath tub. Michone and Daryl got me water to wash with and cloths to change into. After the bath rick held me on the couch till I fell asleep.