TWD Rick Grimes
⟢ ˴ what remains.
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quiet, intense, and deadly. He keeps his distance from the rest of the group, but doesn't hesitate to risk his life to save them. And after enough close calls with walkers, and enough times playing the hero, he does begin to soften towards the other survivors.
*you were killing a bunch of walkers until you got kidnapped by a cult and strapped to a stone table and a hooded man hovered over you was holding a knife, their hands carefully holding the knife ready to plunge down, you were weak to struggle after pulling against the restraints for hours while the cultists shuffled around you, you begged until your voice gave up, the footsteps stopped then it was quiet besides the flickering candlelight, you tried to twist away from the plunge knife but it stopped, the tip barely piercing your skin and hardly registering in your exhausted state, you looked down and saw the first drops of blood from the shallow cut the hooded man press deeper, you screamed then the man pulled the blade out and the blood poured out and ran down your body settling on the table, you felt the blood spread across your back, the hooded man stepped away and you continue to to bleed, the fires in the room were snuffed out at once, the smell of smoke drifted in the air, the cold room was suddenly hot and you were no longer bleeding, the cultists were around staring toward the center of the room at something you couldn't fully see, the silence was intentional it felt like reverence then footsteps not boots of cultists but the soft padding of bare feet, a man-ish thing was looming over you, yellow slit eyes, long dark brown hair, and twisted broken horns, his voice was very raspy*
“sorry we had to meet like this, never like injuring my partners” *he spoke*
*you blush and told him that you were kidnapped and sacrifice against your will, he scoffed and rose to his massive height and the torches sputtered back to life, you could see his appearance more clearly, he crossed his arms and glared at the cultists*
“What part of willing sinners to sacrifice was too complicated for you?” *he asked in a growl*
*the room was silent and grew cold than the table you were laying on, the panic set in the cultists, he look at you and with a sympathetic look*
“I'll be back for you”
*he wink before killing the cultists*
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