Ivy Grimes, the daughter of Rick Grimes, is a tough, passionate 16 year old girl. When the apocalypse starts and her dad is no longer with her, she has to learn to adapt, eventually she learns to take care of her family and the people around her as...
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The sun had just begun to peak over the tall trees in the distance. Its orange glare shone down on Ivy's skin as she gripped onto her sword tightly. The girl planted her feet into the ground and held them there as she focused on every twist her arm made. The wind hit her skin so lightly that she felt as if it was only the breath of a child. Her hair blew over and she felt the strands hit her face. She allowed the morning breeze to take every terrible thought she had ever had away and lock it in a safe for these moments. She could see so much and she had learned a multitude within these past six months. Everything still felt the same, just not her mind. Her anger was manageable now and she was able to hide the emotions she felt more, she was no longer a ticking time bomb, that didn't mean she knew what she was though. Ivy had kept to herself other than the morning lessons with Michonne on the days she was at the prison.
Michonne had never told Ivy where she was going, but the girl knew. Ivy wanted to get her own revenge but the thought of even facing the governor made her nauseous. They were in a different cell block but it still didn't change the way he felt about them. There had been three people that had come up to her to ask for her forgiveness but she turned each of them down in the rudest way she could think of at that moment. No one had known everything that had happened to her yet, she hadn't been able to tell anyone. Ivy had learned to control herself and her actions, especially with the presence of Chaos who seemed to help a bit. She talked to Rick and Carl but that was it. She still avoided Liam and Oliver as much as she could, Caleb as well. She knew it wasn't their fault but she couldn't look at them the same. Even after Caleb tried to help her. She heard the occasional mumble from the population of people inside the gates as they gathered around for food. Kids played in the field and Ivy spotted Carl which brought a slight smile to her face before she began walking towards them. On her way, she spotted Oliver with the ball in his hands and as it rolled away from him, Ivy ran up and scooped it up in her hands.
Oliver stopped dead in his tracks and looked up at Ivy with large eyes and a worried look before Ivy smiled gently and placed it back in his. At that moment, the deep bark of a dog came to her side and Ivy smiled down at the dog who had grown tremendously. His shoulders reached her lower thigh and Ivy felt a sense of security with him around.
"Carl!" Rick shouted as he ran towards the gate and Ivy snapped her head in that direction before taking off next to her brother.
"I can race you?" Ivy asked quietly.
"You'll lose." Carl stated.
"Okay." Ivy mumbled before taking off down the hill and sliding to a stop before reaching the fence and gripping the rope tightly, pulling it down at the same time as the fence was drawing up. It took a minute but as Michonne stepped down from her horse, Carl ran forward and Ivy walked shortly behind him.
"Hi." Ivy smiled.
"Hello, Ivy Grimes." Michonne greeted with a large smile that made Ivy feel a spark of encouragement.
