Daryl's Fallen(TWD fan fiction/Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 15

I woke up in a cell, daylight broke in through the ceiling and my arms were chained. I began to panic and pull. The horrible stench of rotting flesh filled my nose and a mouse scurried over my foot.
"Help!" I screamed pulling at the chains, Daryl.
"Daryl!" I screamed again pulling until my wrist fell like they were going to snap off any minute.
I thought of his piercing blue eyes, the way he held me close to him, the way he would stare at me with such intensity I thought I would combust. How he kissed me when he made sure no on was watching. How every night I would leave my room and sneak into his, and when the sun rised sneak back to my own bedroom.
Daryl didn't want anyone to know what was going on between us. God knows why?
My mind snapped back into reality and exhausted I collapsed into a heap and try to breath. 'Is he here too? Oh my god? Have they killed him?' The fear rattled through my body like electricity.
"Will you shut up!" A man came tearing in face like thunder. He whacked the prison bars with his gun. I recognised him as the bald idiot who helped kidnap me.
"Where am I?" I asked panic running through my veins again.
"Hell." he smiled a toothless smile before laughing very menacingly.
I was going to curse and shout at him, tell him to take me home and question why I was there. When I looked back up he was gone so I didn't get the chance. I was left alone with my own thoughts once again.

Waking up I saw a man was standing in my cell. He looked like a regular guy you would have seen on the street. Average height, Average build, brown hair, brown eyes not threading at all.
He smiled and took a chair and peered down at me in my chains.
"Who are you?"
"The leader." the man replied.
"where am I?"
"Somewhere." he smiled and I backed up further into the wall.
"Please let me go."
"Now this is what I wanted to talk to you about." he got up from the chair and paced around the cell.
"Now I know you live in Alexandria, I know your name is Lily and I know you are 'special.'" he began to crack his knuckles as he grabbed his black leather jacket closer to him.
"Now Lily I need you. Later this month we are going to take down Alexandria for our own and kill anyone in it and I need your help." he banged the bars heavily with his fist grab my attention. I grinded my teeth and I breathed heavily not moving.
"I'm not going to kill my own."
"Ah you're so oblivious. You don't know your group as well as you think you do. You see my dad was a good man, I was with him when my little sister turned and he was lost and I left him. I'd never quiet forgiven myself. I returned a year later to find he was viscously murdered by your group, By Rick and Daryl. The few people that survived told me and wanted my help because I was going to do everything to avenge everyone's death that died that day." he shouted his eyes were a terrifying dark black colour like hot tar.
"Who are you?"
"I'm the new governor, now Lily are you going to help me or not?" he knelt beside me, I didn't know who the governor was but I was guessing he wasn't a good guy if he produced this person in front of me.
I spat on his face and he broke a smile as he got out his cloth, wiped his face and kicked me in the face knocking me out cold on the ground.

2 weeks ticked by like a never ending clock. Shit food, awful nights and The Governors men were awful people.
A boy about my age was on duty to watch me to make sure I wouldn't escape, if that was possible somehow in that place.
"Please let me out." I begged and he shook his head again.
"I can't" he replied running his fingers through his hair.
"Who are you?"
"Peter, you?"
"Lily." I fiddle with the chains trying desperately to break free.
"Who are these people?" I ask and he bit his lip afraid to talk to me.
"The wolves, they teamed up with The New Governor to bring hell to Alexandrea. They kind of adopted me in when they kidnapped me." he explained and I nodded.
"Just don't provoke them what every you do, okay? Don't!" He raced off with a sense of emergency and the New Governor came in, thick brown hair up, stubble growing slighty.
"Let's go." he picked me up in his arms and I was blind folded.

Finally my blindfold was removed, after what seemed like hours of walking. We stood at the gate of Alexandria, about twenty men stood behind me and my throat was held with a knife as The Governor held me close.