ELEANOR . NEGAN

054.

It was getting dark across the wooded area and it was bringing a barrel of excitement and fear throughout Eleanor's body. "I still think this is a peryglus plan."

When Eleanor said she wanted the trio back, she didn't mean having the trio back to walk through the Whisperer border.

"Just stick to the rules, alright? Don't be seen and all that jazz." Carol admitted, copying Daryl's solid proof words since he wasn't so keen about passing the border either.

"All that jazz." Daryl scoffed, "Don't be a dick."

Elle smirked at Carol's reaction, where she simply raised her hand and placed a shush sign against his lips. He freakishly hit her away way too fast. "We'll be fine, now come on - ya pussy." Carol tries to mimic his southern accent, but it was oh so shit. Elle just laughed and before she knew it, the three were walking past the studded sharpened sticks dug into the ground.

Regret filled her body, but she felt like all she understood recently was regret and anger. What's so different now?

"Shit hits the roof? We meet here. Got it?"

They all nod along with Daryl's words and walked off through the woods.

-

Negan was covered with walker guts and blood, and he began to wonder how Eleanor could do this on the regular. He felt gross inside and out, and hated how he could feel blood drip down his arm and taint with the perfect pretty gold wrapped around his wrist.

As he lunged through a circle of walkers, unscratched and ultimately safe, he believed it was the perfect lucky charm that he never let go of in his left fist that kept him... alive. And now he understood why Elle was so persistent over her necklace. Clearly had superpowers.

He trudged through the thick mud under his feet with a shit-eating grin as he waltzed through the Whisperer's base. Everyone, and I mean everyone, was looking at him like he just got reincarnated from death. And even Alpha herself... looked weirdly impressed.

"I am goddamn ready for my skin suit!" Negan bellowed through the crowd of ugly ass skins. "You best bring that extra-long tape measure on account of my humongous balls."

Alpha and Beta spun around at that thick voice and stood in shock when Negan waltzed over, swinging Lucille to the side of his leg. "Hi," He mustered, staring down at Alpha because she was short as shit. It hurt his neck, he wished Elle was here. "I'm Negan."

"We haven't formally met but I sure as hell know who you are. And whether my reputation precedes me or not..." He carefully knelt down to place Lucille on the ground, and he never felt so grossed before. "I'm all in."

Alpha stepped forward, like she was hunting for her prey. Her head twisted and turned in front of his face and before he knew it, her grimy hands were tilting his chin upwards. He thought it was weird... because it wasn't Eleanor. I gotta stop.

Alpha placed a finger across her lips and shushed him, and then the inner madman came out with that sickening grin.

This is gonna be fun.