FEARLESS ➳ TWD¹ [REWRITE/COMPLETED]

34 ➳ THE REST OF YOUR LIFE

BEFORE any of us could process it, even though it felt like a whole century had passed us by, Negan opened the casket door, and Sasha came out... But she was now a Walker and belonged to the dead. I screamed out in pain as tears did not even have time to escape. Then, I began to open fire.

I could not see much, rather or not if Walker-Sasha got Negan or not, but I was really hoping that she did. At the moment, I was just trying to focus on surviving. I was dodging flying bullets left and right.

"Rosita! Watch out!" I screamed at her right before she was suddenly shot in the shoulder. Tara immediately goes to her aid and escorts her away. "Be careful, you two! I'll cover you!"

Tara nodded and sped away with Rosita in tow while I shot at every outsider that even came close to us. They ran away to our left, taking shelter inside, while I was not about to go down that easily.

With them gone, I ran closer to the entrance and stood beside Daryl. We began to shoot directly at the Saviors now that were still outside of our gates. I got close enough before I noticed Sasha all over Negan, and, satisfied, I began to shoot the Saviors that were coming to his aid.

One Savior, who I remember being named Roy, removed Sasha off of Negan, but — to my surprise — she then proceeded to devour Roy's face. I was disgusted but fairly happy that she could still help us out somehow.

This is when I saw Negan take ahold of Simon, and they ran, trying to hide from the gunfire behind one of their trucks. I shot at them but could never deliver an actual shot to get them. Arak started to shoot my way, so I quickly slid behind a wall for safety.

Up above our heads stood Rick and Jadis on the post, and this is when I noticed that she had actually shot him in the side and pushed him off of the platform. I was about to go to his aid, but not before I noticed Daryl, Carl, and Scott. Carl and Scott were shooting from between the dump trucks while Daryl took cover behind the wall.

I decided to try my luck by getting to Carl as soon as I could, so I ran straight to him. Just as I arrived, Scott took off and left just us two there together. "I'm running low on ammo," Carl yelled to me. "You got any?"

"Yeah," I answered and threw him a magazine-full. "There. Take it."

Suddenly, just as Carl reloaded, two Saviors swept up and pointed their guns at us. "You're going with us. Let's go."

"Fucking hell," I cursed and dropped my weapon, signaling for Carl to do the same. He did, but he did not like it, though. None of us did.

The Saviors led all three of us to the overgrown field of grass next to one of the houses. Simon and Dwight were there, waiting on our arrival. We were told to kneel and we did, especially Carl and myself — who were kind of used to this by now. It reflected from the night that Glenn and Abraham died.

We looked ahead and noticed Rick, who was holding his side that was bleeding from being shot by Jadis earlier, while she stood behind him at gunpoint, making him walk our way.

This time, however, I was not shaking or crying with fear for mine or anyone else's life. I did not care anymore. I was pissed and I was livid. I knew that Negan was about to walk up and kill me in front of God, Dwight, and everyone else... But I just did not care anymore. Let me have it.