For some, the end of the world signaled a new start, something that breathed fresh air into it all. Yes, the dead may still walk the world, a waking nightmare, a plague on Eden. Though, there were those who fought against the raging tide of death, and entropy. Men, women, and children too stubborn to see that the road led only ruin. Though while their legs may still carry them, they still insist on pushing forward.

In DC, a man sits around a table of his comrades, praying to a heathen God, the blood that flows in his veins bubbling something fierce. He too can peak into oblivion, reaching far and wide before they offer grace, tucking into yet another meal. Long they had waited to be blessed by action, once a power that could make the world turn; and yet they were reduced to craven scavengers, raiding, pillaging. Deep in the heart of the old world they plot, waiting for a chance to restore what they never had.

In an abandoned rail yard, another family joins hands, feasting upon the flesh of those who bare sound mind and body. Their hunger would never be abated, a curse for them to walk once all they could see was their gluttony and their sin.

Others try to rebuild scraps of a world that would never against exist, some adorn themselves in the flesh of the predator, shambling, moaning, and returning to baser instincts.

And Far in the South, a girl runs from a burning farmhouse, panic in her mind, and tears streaming down her cheeks. It was all gone, what little slice of the old world she was able to cling to. Her Father, her sister, her... God, whatever he was to her. Gone, blown out in an instant like a fuckin' candle. No law, no order, nothing to told back the torrential downpour of blood the had been shed that evening. Everyone had run, cut their losses and bolted. Now she walked, aimless, empty, trying to figure out where the others might have gone. In the distance, a farmhouse burned, smoke coating the nights sky like ink. The dead roamed across the landscape like so many stars in the sky.

Yet all would pale to compare to the evil that walked the lands before them.

Not too far north of where a girl tread across broken asphalt, a convoy roared through the worn and tangled streets of Georgia. The lead car blasted 70's rock through the still functioning speakers. The driver, clad in black leather, with a baseball bat strapped into the passenger seat sang his anthem;

"In a gadda da vida, honey Don't you know that I'm lovin' you! God DAMN I love me some oldies."

His hand reached over to snatch a newly wired radio mic off the dash. "This is Papa Negan, lemme get a call back from the rest of the convoy!"

The rest of the group called in quickly. Fifteen trucks roared down the highway, stacked to brim with his gang from Virginia. The Saviors! Though, they sought not to 'Save' at the moment. Nah, the goal now was a little expedition to the CDC. That, and Fort McPherson. Folks had gotten a bit rowdy up north, and nothing put people in their place like some big ass guns! Was also the reason he'd only taken a small contingent of men, leaving the majority of his guys back at Sanctuary; their little Casa de Casa!

It was a cryin' shame night had set in so quickly, they'd have to make camp on the Highway. Dangerous, but his ass wasn't about to find a hotel in complete darkness! A week on the road had left everyone a bit on edge, especially considering some of the things that they'd seen on their way here. Would do them a bit of good to stretch their legs, maybe pop the grill out of one of the trucks. Maybe even a few beers! Really, what was the worst that could happen?

Maybe a little Walking Dead roleplay? Maybe a little Maggie and Negan action? What if she'd left the farm alone. What if he and some saviors were taking a little vacation down to the CDC?

I'd like to think that together, she'd drive him to new heights of evil, and vice versa. After all, what's the point of having the whole world in your hand if you have no one to share it with?

Folks that love brainstorming to the front! Let's have us a lil fun.

Hope everyone has a good week!