"Rory! Rory!" Ryann screamed bloody murder through the gunfire. She had lost her sister in all of the madness. A few short hours ago the girls had been picked up on the side of the road by a kind stranger who had offered them food and shelter, and they had gladly accepted it, considering they had been just the two of them fending for themselves for almost a year. Hunger and exhaustion had begun to kick in and the girls were under the impression that they were going to get their first night of good sleep since this whole catastrophe started. Smoke bombs and gun shots over the wall of their new home ruined that and all Ryann wanted to do was get her and her sister out of there.

A searing pain shot through Ryann's entire body before she hit the ground, smacking her head off of a rock on the way down. She'd been shot and if the pain hadn't been a big enough of a clue, the blood covering her fingers gave it away. "Mother fucker." Ryann groaned loud. She'd never been shot before and it was the worse pain she'd felt in her entire life.

"Ryann!" Rory's voice was soon in her ear as the now seventeen year old girl fell to the ground next to her sister. "Oh god, Ryann. Come on," she begged her sister, "you have to get up." Ryann nodded in agreement as she pulled herself off of her feet with her sister's help. "I found a way out." Rory ushered her sister to the back of the small village where there was a hole in the gate big enough for the two of them to be able to squeeze through.

"Rory, I don't know if I'm going to make it." Ryann cried out in pain, keeling over once more. Her fingers rushed to her side as she felt more blood oozing out of her. A soft his escaped her lips before Rory picked her up again.

"You're not dying here." She cried as she helped her older sister through the fence. Ryann sat down, unable to keep herself on her feet any longer. Her breathing became labored and she could feel herself drifting off to sleep. "Stay awake, Ryann." Rory said, patting Ryann's face, startling her a bit. "I promise you're not. You're going to be okay. It's going to be okay." She panicked, trying to convince herself. Ryann heard footsteps, they were soft at first but then got louder, and louder, until the felt like they were right on her. "Help her please!" She said Rory cry out. Then everything went dark.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Ryann sat upright in bed as fast as her body would allow. A stinging pain in her side had caused her to cry out and her hands had shot to her side. There was no blood, no heavy smell of iron, but there were wires everywhere. Without even processing that they were IVs, Ryann quickly ripped them out of her arms, hissing at the pinch of pain it had caused. "Rory." She called out, voice hoarse. "Rory!" The doorknob on the left had begun to jiggle. Panic surged through her body as she quickly pulled herself out of the bed to hide behind the door. A man stepped into the room, his back was turned and he looked confused. Ryann took this as her opened and kicked the man in his knee, causing him to drop. Pressing her own knee into the back of his, she wrapped her arm around his throat and had him in a choke hold.

"Where the fuck am I?" Both anger and fear could be detected in her voice. She gripped the man's throat even tighter when he didn't respond. Large hands pulled at hers trying to release her grip, but the adrenaline pumping though her body wouldn't allow it. "Answer me!" She yelled as the man's body began to go limp. Ryann let him go and he fell to the floor, choking out for air.

"I'm-" He coughed. "I'm a doctor." The man choked out, his voice now raspy.

"What in the shit is going on here?" A deep voice bellowed from behind. Ryann quickly pulled herself to her feet and backed away, eying the stranger. He was tall, broad shoulder, and had dark black hair with silver specks through it, his beard mimicking it. "Holy fuck Carson!" The man chuckled. "She fucked you the fuck up!" Ryann studied him a bit more before his attention refocused on her.

"Who the fuck are you?" Ryann spoke up venomously.

"Who the fuck am I?" He met and held Ryann's gaze, a grin spreading across his face. "I'm the man whose doctor has been keeping you the fuck alive for two weeks." Ryann's gaze fell upon the baseball bat the man carried over his shoulder. A certified Louisville slugger covered in barbed wire. This man was fucking sadistic. "I'm Negan." He replied shortly. "And this," He said lightly rest the bat against his knee, "Is Lucille. Beautiful, ain't she?" Ryann didn't respond. Simply due to the fact that she couldn't find what words to say.

Negan eyed her meticulously. She was beautiful, he thought, as his eyes landed on her full lips. Slowly trailing down to her long, thin legs and back up again. He cracked another smile. "What's your name, doll?" He asked, propping the bat against the wall and clearing the space between them, paying no mind to Dr. Carson who has still on the floor recovering from the choke hold.

"None of your fucking business." She spat, not letting her fear come through in her words. Negan laughed again.

"You've got quite the fucking potty mouth. That's hot." He replied to which Ryann rolled her eyes at. "You're name?" He asked again. Ryann took a deep breathe. If he wanted her dead, she wouldn't be here right now.

"Ryann." She said calmly as she exhaled.

"See was that so fuckin' hard?" He jeered at her before taking a seat in the chair in the corner. "Your parents must've liked fucking 'R' names." Ryann's heart jumped into her chest. She couldn't believe, even in all of the chaos that she'd forgotten about her sister.

"Rory." She started. Negan quickly cut her off.

"Is fine." Ryann breathed a sigh of relief. "She's in the armory working on inventory." Ryann raised an eyebrow before turning her body toward him. "Everyone has a fucking job here princess, everyone. Carson, get the fuck off of the ground." Negan spat toward the man, now supporting himself on his knees, trying to get up. "Come with me." He motioned Ryann out of the door.

"I'm so sorry." She called to the doctor over her shoulder. Negan chuckled.

"No need to apologize to him, dollface. He's a fucking dick." Ryann glared in Negan's direction.

"He saved my fucking life."

"I saved your fucking life." Negan spat back, all the humor from his voice was gone. "If it weren't for me being such a fucking gentleman and letting you ladies stay here, you'd be dead and your sister would be as good as."

Ryann opened her mouth to respond but thought it best that she didn't. The two walked in silence for a few minutes before Negan spoke up again. "If you're going to stay here, you're going to work here. Like I said, everybody works." His arms stretched out as he pushed open a set of double doors. They were on a metal walkway now, overlooking sixty or so people bellow. His grin turned into a smirk as he looked at Ryann. "Watch this."

"Who are you?" Negan bellowed down below. Everyone stopped what they were doing immediately and kneeled on the ground.

"Negan!" As the voices yelled back, Negan's grin grew.

"Yes the fuck you are! Now get back to work!" Everyone quickly resumed and Ryann stared at Negan in awe. "Fucking cool, right?" He asked as they stepped out into the light of day.

"In a sadistic, dictator-esc, kind of way." Ryann responded lowly as she shielded her eyes from the light. Once her eyes adjusted to the sun light she took a long look around. There was a fence, guards, this place was a fucking fortress. Her eyes searched frantically as she heard the familiar snarling of the walkers. Her eyes locked on the fence once more as she found the source of the sounds. Negan noticed her change in attitude and spoke up.

"All I ask for is hard work and loyalty. That's all." He said motioning to the walkers. "These fuckers didn't grasp those two simple concepts." His voice grew grim. "And I can promise you sweetheart," He grabbed her lightly by the chin, "That goes for you too. And if you have a hard time understanding that, I'll handle you myself." He backed away and held Lucille in front of her face. "And you don't want me to get fucking involved. I'm a hands on kinda guy." His cocky smirk returned once more and Ryann felt a wave of disgust wash over her.