Daddy's Lil Vampire Bat

By ImmortalHeart28

A/N: What's up ladies and gents, it's ya girl Kay here with my first ever Walking Dead fanfiction. So, is Negan not the sexiest thing to have ever walked onto set? I think so. What better way to start off my Fanfiction line up with this little gem. A thought occurred to me, how cool would it be if Lucille was an actual person. Now yes, I know the bat was names after his wife, but I mean what if one day Negan woke up and his faithful tool, his right hand girl... was a real woman? What fun right? Let's get into it shall we?

Spoilers Obviously!

Prologue

From day one I was his right hand girl, I kept him safe and I kept him satisfied. No one crossed us and lived to tell the tale. I never ever disobeyed him, his will was mine to be done but that fateful evening...something shifted in me and I'm afraid I can never go back to the way things were before.

"Hi, you're Rick right? I'm Negan." He asked resting me on his left shoulder. "And I do not appreciate you killin' my men." He didn't see me, but I smiled. He always had such a way with words. "Yeah, you are so gonna regret crossing me in a few minutes."

"Yes." I begged. I was dying to sink my teeth into one of these cowardly shits who knelt before us. People bowed before my king and that's the way it always has and always will be.

"So, now, I'm gonna beat the holy hell outta one of you. This...this is Lucille," I almost shivered as he introduced me to them. My man always knew how to send my heart fluttering. "And she...is...awesome." He got to his feet and re-positioned me over his other shoulder and smiled down at his would-be assassin. "All this is just so we can pick out which one of you gets the honor."

My entire body tensed with anticipation for what was to come. It was time to teach them who we are. He needed them to know exactly who they were dealing with, who they decided to fuck with.

"I simply cannot decide..." He said after a tiny interruption. One of the weaklings tried to come to the aide of his lover and caused a damn scene.

This just simply made me hungrier. "Einie, meanie, minie, moo..." I whispered into his ear.

He chuckled at my suggestion and I knew it pleased him. "I got an idea..."

When it was all said and done, I gorged on the red head with the smart-ass comment for my man to 'Suck his nuts'. Classy. But in the end, my master was right. He was, is and will always be red. But he wasn't done yet, the wild one we reclaimed decided to cause a scene and my man was merciful. He saw great potential in that one so he let me sink my teeth into the handsome Asian. Which was a shame, he was rather cute. But that's when things got strange.

Something the Asian said resonated in my soul. He was a mess and yet, he found the strength to look at his lover and said, "Maggie, I'll find you." I looked at her from the corner of my field of vision and saw her heart literally shatter. I finished her lover, not out of rage or blood lust. Instead, I urged my man to finish it, to put the poor bastard out of his misery.

We had made our point but something had shifted in me. I could feel it, something was different and it scared me. I didn't understand how someone who had killed so many of our people could shake me so badly.

As my master slept, I laid motionless, unable to sleep beside his bed. I would do anything for this man and I wondered what it would be like to touch him, to kiss his lips, to truly be with him... and that's when I woke up and actually opened my eyes...for the first time.