Complete~~~~ Warning! This is a Hermaphrodite x Daryl Dixon story. A hermaphrodite is a male with female parts, but biologically, they are still a male. (He is not transgender. Being transgender is when a male or female doesn't feel like they are of the correct sex, and usually ends up having a sex change. Look at the definitions of each term, people, I've done my research for this.) You have been warned. Not abandoned, just slow with updates. Also, I am not a doctor or a nurse, so there WILL be medical inaccuracies. ~~~ I could only stare the man down as he leveled the barel of his gun to my forehead, the muzzle pressing uncomfortably into my flesh. His face was covered in dirt and grime. To be honest, he didn't look too good. He had a crazed look to his eyes, and he was shaking. He wouldn't listen to me. No matter what I said to him, it didn't matter. To him, I was just a lone wanderer, a slut who could be toyed with for his own sick desire. He thought I was alone in this store. Oh boy, was he wrong. Not only was my son with me, but my husband was as well. This man had no idea what was coming for him. A small Supply run for Alexandria turned from being harmless, to not so harmless. Damn. I hate when Daryl ended up being right. Now I owed Eren and Carl some chocolate from the pantry. I watched as the man's lips moved, trying to get me to drop my weapon and get on the floor so he could have me satisfy his needs. He was disgusting. This guy had no idea. You don't fuck with a Dixon without consequences.