Chapter 1

She stood on the roof, resting her chin on her hand as she watched the people move. They shuffled along the daylight, oblivious to her stance above them. It was the nearest she thought that she would come to feeling like God watching over His mindless creations. She chuckled at the thought. God didn't exist in her world, not anymore. And she certainly didn't think He existed for the people walking bellow her, they didn't know, or perhaps they forgot, about the real world.

Woodbury was dead to her. The town she had helped built didn't even remember her name. The people walking aimlessly with wide smiles on their faces, thinking everything was alright; but it wasn't. Waving at each other even greeting the people who "protected" them, as if they knew who they were; but they didn't. They walked, thinking they could make a life in that small town; but they wouldn't. Not with what she knew, not with what she heard, and not with what she had to go through. The only thought that kept her going was the fantasy of watching this small town burn. It would possibly make her smile again, really smile.

It was a grim thing when such a thought could make her happy, but Woodbury had brought it onto themselves and what they represented in her mind. They deserved anything and everything that came towards them, including herself. She wasn't any different from them, not anymore.

"H-Holly?" She turned towards the voice that broke through her thoughts. Milton stood at the door leading down the building fidgeting as he searched her eyes. "The Governor would like to see you again." She sighed at what the words meant. For almost a year it had been happening, yet she couldn't grow accustomed to it. "Is that alright?" Milton asked.

"Yes." Holly answered with a forced smile. Of all the people in the dreaded town, Milton was the only one she could semi-bare, so she always tried to make some sort of effort to be kind to him. "Will you bring some of your tea to my room when I'm done talking to the Governor?"

"Of course, if you'd follow me." He said as he walked into the building and off the roof.

She stopped him with a hand on his wrist. "I think I can handle the walk on my own, Milton."

Milton stared at her hand in shock before looking down at her with confused eyes over the strange body contact. "I-I really shouldn't leave you. T-the Governor specifically said-"

"Don't worry about it." Holly cut him off. "I'll make sure to take the blame if he gets mad." She called back as she walked on ahead of him.

The walk to his apartment was one that she hated more than anything. Every day he would ask for her and every day it was the same thing. She stopped in front of his door and braced herself for what was to come, if only she could escape. Her hand shook as she raised it and lightly knocked on the door in hopes that he wouldn't be able to hear it. "Come in." She cursed as his voice flowed through her ears. She walked inside and spotted the Governor behind his desk writing something she couldn't see in a journal. "Holly, you look as beautiful as ever." He said. She didn't answer, knowing that he didn't need one. "You would have looked more beautiful in the dress I had found for you in the clothing supply. Why didn't you wear it?" He asked with a sharp tone. She didn't answer again. "Not going to talk." He stated as he played with his pen. "Fine, come here." The Governor patted his lap and smirked as he watched Holly obediently approach him and hesitantly stand before him. "C'mon." He said as he patted his lap in an invitation.

She hesitated, not wanting to give in. He grew impatient and yanked her onto his lap. He sighed as he buried his face into her long brown hair that he didn't allow her to cut. She sat stiffly as he touched her skin and ran his lips across her neck whispering things into her ears. "So different…" "Not her. Mine." It scared her how possessive he seemed sometimes. He turned her head towards his and soon lowered his mouth onto hers, kissing her with everything he had. Her eyes were shut tight as she felt his lips move over hers in what he must have felt was very passionate, it was anything but that for her. She gasped and whimpered trying to push him away as he began to run his hands over her body.

"Please, not now." Holly begged.

The Governor sighed as he rested his hands back onto her waist and looked into her eyes. "Now Holly, we've been over this. You have to be ready for this to happen sooner rather than later." He explained as if he were speaking to a child.

She shook as his words ran through her mind. "Just a little longer, you have other girls anyway…"

"You should know by now that it's you I really want, Holly." He groaned as he felt her fingers clench his shirt, although it was out of fear not lust. "Why don't we just give it a try now?" He whispered.

Holly gave a small shriek as he lifted her up in his arms and started walking towards his bed. She shook in fear, never had she felt so helpless and she knew that even if she did manage to get away no one in that town would believe what she had to say. She grunted as she fell on the bed and felt the Governor hover above her.

"Don't be scared…" He brushed his lips against her own when a forceful knock resonated throughout the room. He growled as he roughly got up and walked towards the door. "This better be good!" He said to whoever was at the door. He opened the door to reveal Merle, one of the few people he felt a great trust for.

"Trust me on this, Governor. This is very good." Merle smirked.

"Well, what is it?" He sneered as he saw Holly sit up on the bed from his peripheral vision.

"Well, rumor has it a chopper was seen falling into the woods a few miles outside Woodbury. Thought you might want to check it out." Merle walked into the room and nodded towards Holly as she rushed for the door. "Miss Holly." She nodded back as she was almost out the door but was stopped by an arm on her wrist.

"Now Holly, I didn't say you could leave yet. I need you stay here while I sort this little problem with Merle. I'll ask Milton to come here and keep you company." He forced her chin up and kissed her goodbye. "We'll finish what we started later."

AN:

Hello world and all who inhabit it. If you were brought to this small introduction by my other stories, then I want to say I'm sorry I haven't been updating them. It's difficult what with school and other projects, but mainly school, but fret not! Updates will soon start to roll out in waves these coming weeks. That being said I probably shouldn't be starting a new story but I just couldn't resist. I've wanted to write a story for the Walking Dead ever since I saw their booth at Comic-Con back in 2010 since it brought up my interest in the comics. Please tell me what you think about this small chapter, I wanted to give a different take on an OC by making her very normal and placed in an incredibly bad place that isn't in the woods with walkers and to see how that plays on her decisions and mental health. Personally I would gladly take on the walkers or hostile Rick then to have to take the Governor's "torture" that we've seen him use on Maggie on the show or to Michonne in the comics.