ORDER (sequel to Trouble) [TWD]

wolves attack

"No gun?" the man asks, confused.

"No fucking brain cell?" Sakiko spits back.

The man brings his axe up and Sakiko glares, taking two knives out as she spins one around her hand.

"You seek to lose? It is but a lost fight."

"Okay, Jar Jar," she rolls her eyes, "Swing at me."

The man chuckles, lowering his head. Sakiko knew she was out there. She also knew it probably wasn't the nicest thing to make fun of people. She knew that others have their own issues.

But, goddamn these people were fucking crazy.

He snaps his head up suddenly, charging at Sakiko. She brings her hands up, blocking his swing by clashing her skin against his- stopping his forearm. With a quick strike, she knees the larger man in the balls.

He lets out a scuffled sound, falling to his knees.

"Dumbass," she insults, plunging a knife through his eye.

She kicks his limp body off her knife by the chest, her upper lip raising in disgust as she wrings his blood off her hands.

"You want some, too?" she asks two people with matching 'W's on their foreheads, "Greasy ass, slime balls. Come on!"

The people charge and Sakiko runs at them with the same speed. She almost smiles before realizing that it would make her just as sinister as them.

Just when they get close to her, she tucks and rolls between them, jumping back to her feet to kick the man in the knee and bash the machete out of the woman's hands. Her heart was racing and for the first time in awhile- maybe since she shot those walkers with Rosita, Michonne, and Sasha, she felt like herself. 

Her old self.

That scared her. But, it should've scared the Wolves more.

As the man swings at her from the ground, she slices upwards, making a big gash in his arm. The woman goes to pick up her weapon and Sakiko nearly scoffs. Just as she reaches down to it, Sakiko grabs her hair, slitting her throat. She drops her body on the road, turning to the man with that sick smile finally coming through.

He growls, sounding as animalistic as Sakiko felt. His arms open, running at her full speed again. She turns her knife, opting for a punch to the face then using her other knife to slash at his chest. He falls back to his knees, grasping the wound.

Just when she picks her knife up, ready to plunge it straight down, a gunshot goes off.

She flinches at the sound, hands dropping to her sides as the man falls in front of her feet.

"Fuck you! That was my kill!" she yells at Rosita.

Rosita lowers her gun, checking the area, "Make it up later, cariña. These assholes are everywhere."

Sakiko groans but still jogs to catch up and follow Rosita, "You stole my thunder, Mami."

"Sorry, babe," Rosita scoffs, "You see anyone else?"

"I left Maggie outside with Deanna. Figured it was safer for her out there. What was that horn?"

"No clue but it didn't go for long. It should be okay."

--

"Here's good," Nanami pats Daryl's back.

"We going together!"

"No, you need to go back!" Nanami shouts over the bike's motor, "Sasha and Abe need you. I can make it back!"

"Not on foot!"