A New World

Back In Town

Jason's pov

I Park the truck a few miles from the town me and Abe established after the apocalypse. I want to go unnoticed making me think of my days as a professional singer. I need to find out more about this Merle guy. I head over to Glenn's house but somebody else lives there. "hey do you know where Glenn is?" I ask. "oh he's the president's Butler." she says. President's Butler!? I walk towards my old office. I run into a bald man with a giant knife for a left hand. He raised his shades as I lower my hat, concealing my face. "I haven't seen you around here before. Who are you?" He asks. "uh nobody." I mutter. His southern accent is thicker than mine! "your someone and ya ain't goin' nowhere til I find out who!" He growls. "I'm not looking for trouble. I'm only trying to find my friend Glenn." I say. He looks surprised. "ya mean my Butler?" He asks. His Butler? This is Merle?! Oh crap! I nod. "first tell me who the hell ya are." He orders. "I know everyone in this town." I finally look up. "maybe I'm not from this town!" I yell, spinning on my heels and taking off down the street. He screams for the guards to get me but I'm too fast. I hide in an alleyway, breathing heavily. A door opens and Rachel walks out! "Rachel." I whisper, hiding behind a dumpster. She spins around and sees me. "dad?! What are you doing here?" she gasps. "looking for Glenn." I say. She points the way. She seemed more afraid then I've ever seen. I find Glenn. His eyes are frightened and wide. "you can't be here! If merle finds you he'll kill you!" He gasps. "yeah we had a run in earlier." I mutter, angry. "He's already got people looking for you." Glenn says. I sigh and lean against the wall. "I've got to stop this guy. He's killing my people." I gripe, furious. Glenn smirks at me. "don't you say anything, chinaman." his smile quickly vanishes. I leave the alleyway and head to my old office, sitting in the chair, my boots resting on the desk. I'm gonna kick Merle's ass for killing Anna and whoever else he's hurt. The only thing I'm worried about is that doo hickey that has replaced his hand. I wonder how that even happened. No time to ponder. The door opens and Merle's ugly face appears. "OK cheryl, bring me that girl Rachel. She'll talk. I can break her." He calls. "ya won't be breakin' Noone especially not my daughter." I gripe. He turns around. "YOU!" He yelps. I nod. "I'm gonna kick your ass." He says. I laugh. "in your dreams." I reply. A blood vessel looks like it's about to pop. I stand up. "who are you, anyway?" He growls. "I'm the president and I came to get back what's mine." I state. He lunges for my neck with that knife. "ya know I watched her die." He says. He's probably talking about Anna. I gut punch him. "She didn't even knew what hit her." My anger is only intensified. He smirks. "and I'm not talking about Anna." He says. I step back caught off guard and he slashes my arm with the knife. I suck in a breath. "what do you mean?" I ask. "I'm talking about Miranda. I watched her die." I fall back. "no that's impossible!" I screech. He shakes his head and wipes the blood off the knife, taking a step closer. "I killed her." He whispers. I stare up at him. What am I gonna do? He slashes at me and I Dodge, just barely. He's just trying to freak me out. Someone must've told him our back story. "why'd ya kill her?" I ask, shakily standing up. He smirks. "that's for me to know and you to never find out." He says punching me in the face. I hit the wall and fall unconscious.