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CHAPTER SIXTEEN ! new best friends season seven / episode ten
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Johnathan stayed close to his group as they walked into an old dump that had old trash compacted together and piled high to make walls. The people that lived there made a circle around the group, Johnathan's eyes darting around to make sure none of them could stab him in the back, quite literally. "Are you a collective, or does one lead?" A woman asked.
"This." A different woman spoke, shoving Rick forward.
The woman Johnathan assumed was their leader stepped forward. "Hi." Rick greeted. "I'm Rick."
"We own your lives." The woman said cockily. "You want to buy them back? Have anything?"
"Well, you have one of my people." Rick told her. "Gabriel. I want to see him first. Then we can talk."
The woman nodded at a different one, and she walked away, coming back with Gabriel a moment later. "The boat things you took got taken." The woman told Rick. "Saw them, so we took the rest. And we took him."
"Well, then you know we have nothing to buy back our lives with." Rick stated. "That's what you'll have soon--nothing. Because me and my people already belong to that group who took those supplies from the boat. They're called the Saviors. They own our lives. And if you kill us, you'll be taking something from them. And they will come looking. You only have two options when it comes to the Saviors--either they kill you or they own you. But there is a way out. Join us. Join us in fighting them."
"No." The lady told him. She made a hand motion and Gabriel was taken back to wherever they had him.
Johnathan was grabbed from behind and he threw his head back, hearing a crunch before he turned around socking the dude in the nose once more. "No, Johnathan!" Rick yelled. But Johnathan ignored him because someone else came at Johnathan. Johnathan reared his fist back.
Johnathan stopped as he heard Gabriels voice yell out. "Let us go, or I will kill her!"
"Away from Tamiel now." The leader said.
"The Saviors, they--" Gabriel stammered. "they have other places, other communities. They have things--food, weapons, vehicles, fuel. Whatever you want, the saviors have it." The leader raised her hand and her people stood down. Johnathan let go of the man he had in his grip, shoving him away.
"Away from Tamiel." She told Gabriel. Gabriel stepped away from Tamiel, throwing the makeshift knife onto the ground. "Your words now."
"If you join us and we beat them together, you can have much of what's theirs. Fighting with us, you'll be rewarded, more than you can imagine." Gabriel told her.
"Want something now." The leader stated.
"Rick..." Gabriel looked to their leader. "can do anything. This group? They found me--here, so far from our home. What do you need? Just tell us--we'll get it for you. We'll show you what we can do. Now."
The leader made another motion with her hand. "Tamiel, Brion...show Rick up up up."
Johnathan looked at everything closely as they led Rick away and led the rest of the group to a sitting area, and the he watched as the lady threw Rick into a hole in the middle of the trash. Johnathan ran forward, looking through a pipe, watching as a walker that had metal melted onto its head, with spikes poking out of it everywhere. "The walls!" Johnathan exclaimed. "Use the walls!" And after a moment he killed the walker.
After a few moments the people walked away from the group, dropping the groups stuff. Johnathan picked up his stuff in annoyance. Rick came around the corner. "We have a deal."
"I got a bad feeling about this." Johnathan muttered under his breath.
AUTHORS NOTE !
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