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Imagine waking up in the body of The Walking Dead's most beloved and infamous villain, pretty great right now change the world from zombies to a ticking time bomb masquerading as a superhero story.... Enjoy!
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April 7th 2011
Downtown Brockton Bay




"Well, fuck me I'm up shits creek without a paddle" exclaimed a tall well-built man dressed in a leather jacket and jeans with a red scarf around his neck, a bat wrapped in barbed wire clutched in his right hand. "Fucking hell look at me I'm in the body of fucking Negan and Damm I look good".

Maybe this whole reborn in a new body thing won't be so bad I mean the buildings look old and rotted sure but i see homeless people every now and then so this isn't the walking dead universe but that begs the question if this is a normal earth will I be seen as a crazy Wack job or Jeffery Dean Morgan the actor. I feel weird and fuzzy but kind of in a good way like I could run a marathon and bend steel beams like in those old cartoons.

Passing a decent sized homeless camp I'm of course getting stared at I mean carrying a bat with barbed wire wrapped around it will certainly do that. Turning out of the alleys and getting further away from the seedier parts I'm greeted with a sign by the motorway reading "Lord Street" and across the way I see stalls as well as tons of people browsing around.

There's no way in hell i'm in Worm right like waking up as someone else is one thing but getting iseakied come on that's just not possible. Getting closer to a few stalls they were selling pretty much what you would expect until I came across a merchandise stand selling little figurines of heroes and villains. Well, let's look at the facts, I'm Negan from The Walking Dead stuck in a 7th layer of hell that's cosplaying as a superhero story.

Looking at the neat shelves of figurines, I decide to grab a Miss Militia one depicting her holding a huge sniper rifle in a cute pose putting up a peace sign. "Pardon me, how much is this?" I asked the man as he lazily looked up at me. "That will be twenty bucks and I aint lowering it alright" he somewhat snapped the last part at me. Greedy prick but that's alright, reaching for my wallet handing him a twenty and walking off as the guy went back to staring off into nothing.

Slipping my prize into my pocket I figure it would be as good time as any to figure out how close I am to the plot then too figure out how to do things without getting a visit from everyone's favorite Fedora lover, maybe if I really ham up the Negan bits ill be able to gather my own little group of Saviors and take Coils place as the king in the feudal cape experiment.

Firsts things first I need a gang and a few paras of my own to command now let's see I'm probably in the Lord Street Market so there should be base heads and Asian supremacists aplenty to recruit, I just got to use that oh so charming smile of mine and dear old Lucille.

Walking around the outskirts of the area there's barely anything interesting happening, fanfiction made it seem like this place was a powder keg 100% of the time but no there were a few homeless people sitting around a lovely barrel fire talking and another guy sleeping on the sidewalk as you do. "There is fuck all to do here" I grumbled to myself absent-mindedly walking away from the hobo camp towards a darker section of the street turning into an alley.

"Hey you, big bastard this is Merchant turf!" moaned a voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard. looking up from my rambling the speaker was holding an honest to god mahogany baseball bat and he wasn't alone next to the basehead was a boney middle eastern woman with short blonde hair who kind of looked familiar now that he thought about it, the final member of the cracked out trio was a bulky African man in a torn T-shirt and jeans wielding a broken pipe like it was a sword.

"Give us your shit f-f-Fucker now" the basehead demanded again the girl stayed where she was but the man with the pipe took a step fourth watching him.

Time for a proper introduction and depending on how this goes maybe it will be an improvement, "What are you waiting for boys come on ive got shit to do today!" With that said the African man raised the pipe and brought it down hard on my head. To my astonishment the thing shattered like it was glass.

"Holy s-shit Cape!!" the man yelled out turning the opposite direction as fast as he could only for my hand to wrap around his throat. "Now look at that not a scratch on me, aren't I lucky" my voice came out rough but at the same time commanding. The Merchant with the bat dropped it and ran for the hills didn't even see him leave, it was so fast.

Something felt off looking down at the very living Merchant on my hand as limp eyes were already glossed over. "Oops my bad" I spoke aloud making the remaining Merchant literally squeak in response. Alright recruitment time please let this go better. I silently prayed in my head. "Why don't you be a dear and bring me that bat?" I damn near cooed at her.

Arat just stared at the monster unable to move he choked James to death with one fucking hand, for Christ's sake she once saw him take on two Empire guys and come out on top, Matthew left her to die at the hands of a mad cape god she hopes that the weasel doesn't get far leaving her to die like this. "Got cotton in your ears dear?" the freak asked, his eyes narrowed on her like a shark.

Her steps were slow and deliberate. She could hear the thumping in her ears but still she walked towards where the bat had fallen, she bent over to pick it up when she heard his voice again.

"There you go now bring it here kindly" his voice sounded annoyed, so she breathed in then out trying to be calm, but who was she kidding she was going to die dammit give her some credit. Standing back up she clutched the bat in both hands raising it up to him as if it were a sacrifice.

Taking it from her hands I gripped it with both hands giving it a test swing nearly sending the poor woman into shock, it felt right like I had a hole in my chest that was almost filled. Looking back at her again I was hit with a hit of nostalgia which was odd, mhm maybe it will hit me later.

"Do you wanna be strong girl?" I asked her eyes zeroed on me in an instant. The woman's arms were crossed like she was cold. "What do you mean?" She responded. Hamming up my pitch I went at it again.

"Strength girl, power and the means to take it all. I'm strong but being strong isn't enough. I need bodies and information, so what do you say?"

"If I say yes what happens?" She unfolded her arms looking me in the eyes this time.

"Well, I need a Lieutenant and you look like you want a change in employment" I started smiling like I was selling insurance and not pressuring a Merchant into becoming my first gangoon right after I killed one of her friends.

After what felt like the most awkward moments of my life she spoke. "I'll join you but on one condition" saying the last part she unknowingly began to straighten her posture.

"Alright let me hear it" genuinely curious on what caused this change. "I wanna kill Matthew, he's the prick that left me no offense boss" she recovered quickly giving me a sweet meth mouth smile.

Alright minion acquired now into step two dominating and or convincing other gang members to join me.

"I can't just call you former Merchant now can I, what's your name?" I asked the already buzzing little woman.

"Names Arat boss" she beamed like I just handed her an eight ball, God this world was weird.

"Hold on, run that by me again?" I could feel my brain working in a way I didn't like.

"Arat boss I know it's a little odd but it's my name" she shrunk in on herself a bit.

I could practically hear the gears turning in my head, come on Meta knowledge don't fail me now. Arat was a savior, a blonde haired middle eastern savior that was a cruel but loyal bitch to Negan in the show.

"Fuck please don't let me run into Rick Rob please" I groaned uncaring of the weird looks my future kid killer was giving me. Maybe instead of an Oceansider she could kill Sophia for me, brownie points with the amazing Skitter would be nice.
 
Dude, don't tag nsfw, just post the story in nsfw story section you Momo:V

Call up a mod for an airlift to the appropriate place for these. It's easy peezy lemon squeezy!
 
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Still kinda new to qq, how do I do that exactly?
 
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