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Part 1
Someone is out there killing Negan's men and he's determined to find the culprit. When he finds out they're part of Alexandria, he plans to have a little fun with his newfound friend.
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"Fuck me," I groaned. Gathering as much as I could around me, my dagger, machete, whatever I had packed away. There was nothing I could do but run for my life.
"Where are you, Litch," Negan yelled as the front door came down. He was alone, there were no sounds of his men, it was only him.
The bedroom door was closed and locked. I was on the third story of our home, I wasn't jumping out the window.
"I promise I won't kill you," Negan shouted again through the house. I walked to the bedroom door, slowly stepping with each creak In the floor, it was impossible to not creak the floorboards in our home.
Opening the door, I stepped out, holding my dagger close. Negan stood at the bottom of the stairs with a smile on his face. Lucille hanging on his back.
"Good morning sunshine," He smiled taking a step, I backed away with each step, looking around and behind. Was I about to jump out of a three-story house?
"What do I want?" I asked, backing more into the hallway. Negan was taller than I imagined. Towering over me with each step. He was swift as he walked, knowing which floorboards would creak under his feet.
"Truthfully," Negan spoke and I stopped just outside of an open door. The window was open just like the others, but a screen stopped me from just jumping out. "I want to have just a chat, the two of us,"
"I'll listen right here then," I put my hand out, stopping him from coming any closer, but he only snickered and walked straight towards me, I was stunned in fear now.
His hands went for my cheeks, cupping his hand to them. "Not here darling," He smirked looking down at me. "You've killed plenty of my men, I can't let that go without punishment,"
"I'm not leaving this camp," I groaned keeping my hand out. "Say what you wanna say to me right now,"
Negan planted his feet, his grip on Lucille loosened as he placed her on the floor. "I'll give you two choices," He spoke with husk. "Only two,"
I didn't speak, I only stood near the window. There was no way I wanted to jump two stories down, but I would if I had to.
"Come with me, pay your debt out in my camp and I'll give you your freedom back," Negan spoke raising his chin. "Or I will kill twice as many people as you've killed of my men,"
My heart dropped to my throat. I knew he wasn't bluffing. I had seen what he had done to Glenn and Abraham.
"And if I don't want to choose," I said low. My heart raced out of my chest, my stomach felt empty, and the room started to spin.
"I'll kill your people and you still get to come with me, without your freedom," Lucille was back in his hands as he grinned. "What do you say, darling,"
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The front door opened and I walked out with my head down. Tears fell down my face as Negan guided me out. I couldn't look at anyone. I was a traitor to my people now.
"Take her and put her in my truck, I won't be long," Negan spoke taking his hand off my shoulder.
"You can't take one of our people," Rick called out, I raised my head looking towards my group. Daryl was stone cold.
"I can and I will," Negan spoke raising the bat and pointing it forward. "She'll earn her freedom and you can have her back once she's done that,"
Rick opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. He only nodded his head. I wasn't worth the fight to him, I never was.
I looked at Daryl one more time. Slowly I mouthed 'I'm sorry' to him before I was guided into a truck and placed down.
There was only silence as I sat by myself in the truck. My view was blocked by another vehicle in front. I couldn't hear anything that was going on outside. It was only silence.
The truck door opened and men gathered in the front. Negan slid on the seat beside me with a smile.
"This will be a good thing for you," Negan spoke as he leaned back in his seat, placing Lucille in between his legs. "There are rules to your new home,"
"This is my home," I spoke looking out the window as we drove away. I couldn't look at Negan or his men. I felt empty, only a backpack with clothes and valuables was all I had.
A hand was placed on my chin, turning my face towards his. His eyes were dark. "You'll follow our rules,"
My jaw tightened and my eyebrows frowned. "Let go of me," I tried pulling back but his grip on me was tighter.
"You've killed so many of my men, I am giving you a place to sleep," Negan got closer to my face. "Be fucking grateful," He pushed me back, I landed against my seat and moved as far away as I could.
It was only silence for the rest of the ride. There was nothing I wanted to say, nothing I wanted to do more than just go back home.
I've been to Alexandria once, I killed ten men before I ran, one had stabbed me in the thigh. Daryl had found me just in time to get me back home and to our doctor.
The gates were familiar, nothing had changed from the last time I was here. Only that I didn't have weapons and everyone else did.
"Take her to her room," Negan mummbled getting out of the car and out of my sight fast.
An older man guided me into their building. The hallways were dark, and hardly anybody was walking around. it was just the old man and I.
"This is your room," he spoke, a gun in a holster on his side. "There will be a guard posted at your door at all times, do not try anything,"
The room was larger than my last. A bathroom and kitchen were all attached, Everything that I would need to stay here.
"Thank you," I whispered, walking into the room. The older man shut the door behind me and I was alone. For the first time.
Running to the windows, I went for the hatch, pulling up but it didn't open. I pulled as hard as I could but the windows wouldn't open.
"FUCK," I screamed, hitting the wall beside and screaming. Anger filled the room as I walked around, trying to find anything to use as a weapon. Anything.
But there was nothing. I was defensive for the first time since the apocalypse started.
Crawling into my bed. I let out a cry as I lay down. Looking at the moon as I cried.
Someone is out there killing Negan's men and he's determined to find the culprit. When he finds out they're part of Alexandria, he plans to have a little fun with his newfound friend.
Warnings - foul language, not for the children. Gruesome detailed scenes.
Part Two
I ran as fast as I could, there wasn't stopping unless I wanted to die. The forest trees passed my head as I ran. Sticks breaking behind me. I wasn't letting them get me, not this time. I was one step forward. Literally.
The sun was setting in front of me, which meant I was going west. I was going the right way. Back home, but they weren't going to follow me home.
Swinging myself around, I grabbed onto a low tree branch. Forcing my way up a large oak tree. Flashlights came into the distance. They were already here.
"Come out wherever you are Linch," A masculine voice yelled through the echoing forest. I was high up now where if they looked, I'd be visible in certain angles. He wasn't with them though, only five guys chasing me. I could take them.
A nearby walker came into view, and following behind was a smaller group of walkers, only three. Thank fucking god for walkers in this moment.
"Get that shit!" One guy shouted, wearing a baseball cap and holding a gun tight in his hand.
On command, one of the guys went for the walker, each man watching him as he stabbed upwards quickly, then taking his time with this kill.
Slowly, I climbed just a branch down, my shoes didn't make a sound against the tree as I stepped. Reaching into my back and pulling out a small dagger. Small but sharp enough to go through the skin.
My arm moved back, angling myself right to one of the guys, he was a middle-built guy, a frown on his face as he watched his friend kill a walker. So distracted by what was about to happen.
In a blink, my arm shot forward and my dagger went straight to that man's heart, dropping him to the ground. The other four men's eyes went to their dead friend.
"She's here!" The first man screamed, looking to the walker, pointing nearly immediately as the man who killed the walker, was being bitten in the jugular, screaming just bloody murder.
I jumped down, landing on the ground, a grin showing on my face. "Why did I tell you guys, stop following me," I spit as I stood up, the walkers in front of me. Placed between the men and I.
"He wants her alive, remember," The smallest man of the group grunted, pointing his gun toward the walkers who were eating the poor dead men.
My hand dropped to my side, holding a machete in my right hand. I had to remember to collect my dagger back before leaving this scene.
"Make it fair now," I waved my machete in the air, a large smirk growing on my face as I looked at the only man holding a gun, his eyes were centred on me, time was running low for stalling.
One walker got up from the bite victim lying on the ground. This was going to my fun.
A scream came from the third guy, he had a larger build, larger hair and a spear as a weapon. Running towards one walker, his spear pierced the walker's stomach. But instead of the walker staying at the end. Its body slowly sunk into the spear, quickly sliding down the wood, taking a large chunk from the larger man's stomach immediately.
"Holy fuck," I snickered, my eyes raising and my mouth dropped. Daryl was gonna fucking love this story.
I swung my machete and myself forward, hitting the short man literally with a sword.
"ALIVE!" The man behind me yelled as he was faced with two walkers of his own.
I smirked once again, taking a step forward, his sword stayed in the air as my machete followed, but as I stepped forward, he stepped back.
Lowering quickly, his sword moved to my legs, slicing my calf as he brought his sword back up. My left leg lifted, pushing my heel into his stomach, and hitting a tree. His grip left the sword handle, dropping to the forest ground.
"In your next life, watch your surroundings," I whispered, my machete moving to his heart, killing him only temporarily.
"I could say the same thing to you," A voice ran behind me, I spun on my heel, and the last man stood before me, everyone and everything dead but him and I.
"I won't tell you guys SHIT!" I screamed, knowing this was the end, and I'd have to face my reality of home soon.
Shaking his head, he smirked along, his gun coming out of his pocket. "We've got a long walk you and I," He spoke commanding me to follow him.
I could run, kill him. No. I need him to send a message.
"Fine," I muttered, lowering my head and walking forward. I closed my eyes, listening to his footsteps with my head down to the ground. The spear covered in Walker's guts was just in my arm's reach now.
I let out a grunt as I dropped onto the forest ground.
"Get up," The man yelled, kicking his boot into my leg as I got onto my legs. "Get up," he shouted again.
As quick as I moved, the spear wrapped around my palms as I let out a loud scream, twisting around and swinging the side of the spear into the man's ribs. He dropped to the forest floor, his gun flying sideways.
"Negans gonna have to take a message," I spit, towering over the man who only showed fear.
"What have I told you about going out," Daryl sneered as I walked into the house, near midnight, covered in blood, but with a smile on my face. "If Rick catches you doing that again, he's not going to be happy,"
"Thankfully, Rick isn't my daddy who can tell me what to do," I muttered, dropping my bag onto the ground and walking to the sink to wash off my hands. "How was Alexandria today," I muttered through the running water.
"Better, we're under control, but you know who coming by tomorrow, and I want you to stay inside, no chance for him to see and recognize you,"
I rolled my eyes at his command. "Just cause we live together, you also can't tell me what to do," I turned off the walker and leaned against the sink. Daryl leaned against our shared fridge, only shaking his head.
"And when he sees you, what, he kills everyone because you've killed dozens of his men, let them turn, You know what he's capable of," Daryl leaned off the fridge, walking to me and cupping my cheeks. "I only am looking out for you, I told you, I won't stop you but I'll also protect you,"
I closed my eyes, leaning my head against Daryl's forehead and just breathing. "Let's go get some sleep," I whispered, taking my hand in his and smiling.
The morning came quicker than expected. Daryl was gone before I woke up. To the gates opening and Negan and his people cheering as they entered our home.
Don't go outside run into my head as I wandered out of bed. Quickly gathering the clothes from around the room and moving to the window. I stayed down low as I watched them, the window opened enough for me to hear them clear as day.
"Good morning Alexandria!" Negan yelled jumping out of a jeep and smiling. Lucille slung over his shoulder. "I've got lots to talk about today,"
"We've gathered everything for you here," Rick Grimes stepped out, I rolled my eyes and watched as Rick pointed to the bag lying on the ground.
"That is not all I came to talk about on this trip," Negan spoke, his men gathering up our own supplies back into their trucks and jeeps. "We've got a bounty out for someone brought back alive,"
Rick tilted his head and I dropped to the ground. "Oh fuck off," I muttered, pushing my head into the ground and grunting.
"You want our people hunting for someone, who's doing what exactly," Daryl stepped out, I popped my head back to the window, watching low.
Negan whispered, and a truck door opened. "Even fucking better," I muttered, watching as the man I had let live last night, walked right beside Negan. Black and blue bruises covered his face, and a long scab was placed on his cheek.
"Tell them what she looks like," Negan spoke then put his hand up. "And I swear to mother fucking god if any of you people find her or even know her, I best be your best friend to talk to right now," His voice was filled with sarcasm.
"She has short black hair to her shoulders, green eyes, more on the darker side," The man started, almost ashamed to be showing his face. "She's probably a bit shorter than you," He pointed to Maggie who frowned and backed away beside Michonne.
Whispers and chirping came from only the Alexandria people, not a single person in our group spoke a word, and I was about to die to these snitches.
I raised myself up to the window, backing away but not quick enough before one man, pointed to the window I stood in. Negan looked right into my soul.
"Fuck,"
Let me know how you liked the first chapter. I know my writing still is a bit different but I like it. Requests are always open unless said otherwise!
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In the meantime, I'll be writing my own stories as well, as well as creating a master list so everything stays organized, with a post of anyone I'll write about, but that doesn't limit you to a request. Thank you for reading this! I hope you enjoy the Midnight Serpent
