When the dead roam - (Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 74 - Pee pee pants city

The RV door slammed open.

The handle bounced off the metal exterior, revealing a tall male, wrapped in leather. A baseball batt rested against his shoulder, the handle held firmly in his gloved grasp. He stood in the door way for a few seconds as he stared at the group of kneeling people, his eyebrows raised and a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Are we pissin' our pants yet?" he asked, kicking the door shut behind him as he moved off the last step. "Boy, do I have a feelin' we're gettin' close!" A chuckle left his throat as he moved slowly towards them. "Yep. Gonna be pee-pee pants city up in here, real soon"

He swung the bat around, using his wrist to twist is smoothly. Barbed wire had been wrapped around the wood, nailed into place just above the handle and it stuck up at all angles...but there wasn't a single drop of blood on the metal. In fact, it had been freshly cleaned.

"Which one of you pricks is the leader?"

Out the corner of her, Louise saw the skinny male from earlier point his gun towards Rick. "It's this one. He's the guy"

The leather bound man stalked towards Rick, tapping the wood off his hands as he walked. He stood over the sheriff, a sadistic smile on his face. "Hi. You're Rick, right? I'm Negan"

It was then that Louise noticed the greying beard around his face and the wrinkles around his eyes. She was so close to him, that she could smell the cigarettes on his breath.

Rick nodded slowly.

"I do not appreciate you killin' my men" he stated, now pointing the bat at Rick's head. "Also, when I sent my people to kill your people, for killing my people...you killed more of my people. Not cool! You have no idea how not cool that shit is!"

Louise shuddered slightly as he gaze travelled between their group.

"But I think you're gonna be up to speed real soon" he pursed his lips and nodded. "Yeah...you are so gonna regret crossing me in a few minutes. Yes. You. Are"

Negan walked down the row of keeling people, eyeing them all like they were lambs to the slaughter - like he had first pick of the litter. "You see, Rick, whatever you do, no matter what, you don't mess with the new world order...and the knew world order is this...and it's really simple...so, even if you're stupid, which you may very well be...you can understand it. You ready?"

The sheriff refused to look him in the eye. He kept his orbs focused on the maniac's feet as he paced up and down the line.

"Here goes, pay attention" he said loudly, returning to his long speech. "Give me your shit or I will kill you. Today was career day. We invested a lot so you would know who I am and what I can do. You work for me now. You have shit, you give it to me. That's your job. Now, I know that is a mighty big, nasty pill to swallow, but swallow it you most certainly motherfuckin' will!"

Louise could feel her body shaking. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and her knees were growing week.

"You rule the roots. You built somethin'. You thought you were safe, I get it but the word is out, you are not safe, not even close. In fact, you are pegged, more pegged if you don't do what I want and what I want is half your shit! And if that's too much, you can male, find or steal more and it'll even out sooner or later. This is your life now!" he dictated, never once stuttering or stumbling over his words. "The more you fight back, the harder it will be. So, if someone knocks on your door...you let us in, we own that door! You try and stop us and we will knock it down. You understand?"

He crouched down in front of Rick. "What, no answer? You really didn't think you were gonna get through this without being punished now, did you?"