The Perfect Family

Beta Vs. Daryl

*Above is a little girl who resembles Blade.

Negan felt helpless as his sister laid on the ground, dying slowly. Her breathing got heavier as time went on. He scanned her body to see if there was anything he missed when checking her ankle. Then he noticed the giant gash leading from her hip to her knee. They had been covered in so much blood he hadn't even noticed. He cursed himself for not realizing sooner.

"My brother will come," Merle said, still tied to a tree. Dried blood caked his face. Negan glanced at the older Dixon as he noticed he was talking to him. Negan just nodded, unable to speak with the cloth in his mouth.

"Shes going to die before he gets here," Beta chuckled to himself. Negan struggled against his ties, anger flowing through him from the mans words.

"You think your alpha is strong? This woman is even stronger. You're lucky she's on her death bed or you'd be sorry," Merle said. Negan looked up at the giant man who started walking over towards Merle.

"Beta, he's right," alpha spoke, stopping him in his tracks. "Hes probably on his way if he isn't here already. I want you to find him first. Bring him back here so he can watch her die slowly and painfully. Then we will find his daughter and do the same." Alphas voice was calm, so calm it would send shivers down your back.

"Yes, Alpha," Beta nodded, going to leave. She stopped him once more.

"If you see the black haired woman as well, I want her alive too," she stared into Negans wide eyes as he felt his heart tighten. If they even thought about harming a single piece of his woman he would kill them.

"Yes, Alpha," Beta smirked, also looking down at the now furious Negan.

Not far from the large camp, the archer made his way quietly through the woods. He missed every loud twig or leaf that was on the ground. His bow was at the ready. His eyes scanned the ground for any sign of his wife. The weight of his heart hit the pit of his stomach as he noticed a large amount of blood on the ground.

Lots of footprints were muddled in with it. He knew from the way the leaves scattered someone had fallen. More blood was in the area as well as shuffled footprints. It had to be them.

Daryl stood, following the steps of the others toward where he hoped to find them. His ears strained for any sound when the barreling footsteps started charging him. Without thinking he shot an arrow straight at the mans chest. It dug deep into him, but he just broke it in half and continued his sprint.

Daryl quickly tossed his bow to the ground and pulled out his two knives, holding one in each hand. Beta towered over Daryl, but Daryl was never one to back down.

"Alpha asked me to bring you alive, but if you give me no choice, I will kill you," Beta grumbled.

"Try me," Daryl spat at the man. Beta snarled, charging for Daryl, yet again. This time Daryl wasn't able to stop the man from ramming his rough shoulder into Daryls chest. It took the wind right out of him as his back slammed into the tree behind him.

It took Daryl a minute to get his barrings before plunging his knife deep into Betas shoulder blade. Beta groaned under the pain, but didn't let up as his fist connected to Daryls rib cage.

Daryl swung his right leg and kicked Beta in the back of his left knee, causing the large man to tumble. That gave Daryl the opportunity to catch his breath before jumping on top and trying his hardest to sink the knife deep into Betas chest.

Beta held Daryls arms at bay and with one swift motion, Daryl was once again on the receiving end of Betas wrath. Punch after punch, landed on Daryls face. Blood was gushing from his nose. He could feel his eyes starting to swell. He needed to move before his vision was completely blurred.

Using as much force as he could muster, Daryl launched Beta off of him. The loud thud of Beta hitting the ground echoed off the trees. Daryl quickly got to his feet and landed a kick to Betas walker mask that never left his head. Beta grunted as he tumbled down on his side. Daryl took that opportunity to try to sink the blade into him, but he only failed.

"Come on, man," Daryl huffed as Beta knocked him over once more. One of his knives flew out of Daryls hand and Beta was able to grab it. He now had Daryl pinned with the knife aiming straight at his heart. Daryl held him back the best he could. His muscles ached as the large man put all his weight on Daryl. The tip of the blade hitting the surface of his left peck. It was then Daryls mind flashed to his family.

Visions of Tegan in a beautiful flowing blue sundress with her curls laying haphazardly against her back. She was spinning in a circle with Stryker raised in the air above her head. Tegans laugh filled his ears as her smell filled his nose. Strykers face flooded his brain as he heard her call to him, asking him to come back to her.

A sharp pain seared through his chest. The blade had punctured him slightly. Daryl had to put all his might into this if he wanted to survive, to see his girls again. He tightened his muscles and braced himself before letting out a loud yell and shoving his other blade deep into Betas neck.

Beta didn't make a noise, but he fell off of Daryl and grabbed the hole that was his throat. His eyes widened as he stared at Daryl.

"Alpha," he gurgled, the blood spewing from his mouth. Daryl took a few deep breaths, watching the frieght train of a man die.

"Shes next," Daryl huffed at Beta as the terror in his eyes grew. Terror for his leader. He wasn't there to protect her now.

Daryl rose to his feet as Beta took his last few breaths. A smirk was spread across Daryls face as he looked down. Without another word he started slicing into the throat of the man who he thought was going to win. The man who Daryl wasn't sure he could win against. It scared him to think this almost went another way. But it didn't and now all he needs to do is find Tegan.