ON HOLD, WILL BE UPDATING IN A MONTH
The continuation of Fade to Black, a Daryl Dixon fan fiction.
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"I never thought I'd see you again. I thought i lost you."
"And here I thought, you've found someone else and moved on."
"I'd never move on from...
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Carl sat on his bed while Judith was in her crib— it has been two weeks since their capture and Carl wondered if this was going to be their home now.
While Carl heard talks of the rest of his family being taken somewhere else, he wondered what would happen to his aunt and his father since he knew they wouldn't be going too.
However, his aching thoughts would soon be answered as Althea knocked his door and immediately entered.
"Good morning, Carl." Althea said in a smooth and gentle voice— as usual, Carl did not answer the woman.
A smile was plastered on her face at the sight of Judith— Althea walked over the crib to pick up Judith who began to grumble.
"I've always wanted a baby of my own." Althea had Judith in her arms as she turned to face Carl.
"She's not yours." Carl said bluntly.
"You are very protective of your sister." Althea said. "Do you think Rick is protective of his?"
Carl did not answer the woman— in the short time he was there, Carl noted that Althea loved to play mind games. What Carl didn't know was Althea was doing it to Natalia, and only her, everyday.
"What do you think your father would do, if his sister's life was at risk?"
"Is aunt Nat okay?" Carl immediately perked up, worry etched on his face that he tried not to show.
"I think Natalia is capable of far much worse if she knew her dear brother was at risk." Althea ignored Carl's question and continued.
"Y'know, Carl— when I was about your age my parents settled for a divorce. They didn't love each other anymore. They'd ask me every day, ever since, who I loved more and who I wanted to stay with— I couldn't decide because I didn't want to disappoint one of them. But in the end I settled on staying with my mother."
Althea sat beside Carl on the bed, Judith still in Althea's hold.
"If you were to choose to spare one life— will it be your father or your beloved aunt?"
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Agatha stood outside of Natalia's cell with a wicked smile, beside her was Colman.
"You should stop tormenting her." Colman said. "You've been doing it too much and it's starting to get to her."
"Oh, shut up, Col. She's fun to fuck with— you just like her too much."
"We have Rick to deal with, remember?" Colman rolled his eyes.
"I'll help you get rid of him in a minute, but I just wanna pop in for a little."
As Agatha entered Natalia's cell, Colman wasn't going to wait around for Agatha— Colman left and tended to his duties instead of messing around, which Agatha tended to do a lot.
"Good morning, sunshine." Agatha said to Natalia as she closed the cell door behind her.
"I just wanted to tell you how great and alive your people are." Agatha snickered at Natalia who didn't look her way.
"They are holding up strong. Good for them." Agatha crouched in front of Natalia who still looked away from Agatha.
"Especially that fine man, Daryl." Natalia's eyes flickered to Agatha who smiled wickedly— Agatha found a new way to bother Natalia and it only worked by mentioning his name.
"I have to say Grimes, you have good taste. I'd definitely choose him as my lover boy. His pretty blue eyes and...soft lips." Agatha bit her lower lip at a frowning Natalia.
"Daryl's body...I mean, come on! Yummy!" Agatha said in a singsong tone that began to frustrate Natalia.
"About two weeks ago, I saw it all during the boys' shower time. I see what you see in him— I can only imagine what it's like to have sex with such a man."
Agatha's eyes turned dark as she continued. "But why imagine...when I can feel it for myself."
Natalia felt her blood boil and couldn't control her urge to hurt Agatha— in a matter of seconds, Natalia slammed Agatha's head against the wall.
Agatha tried to recover as fast as she could but she failed as Natalia climbed on top of her and punched the woman.
Trying to act fast, Agatha scratched Natalia's cheek with her long nails. Hurting Natalia's eye, Agatha had the chance to throw Natalia off of her. Agatha kicked the woman but it didn't stop Natalia.
The two wrestled each other aggressively in the cell— Natalia received damage from Agatha but Natalia was stronger. She grabbed Agatha's arm and twisted behind her back as she slammed Agatha once more at the wall. Agatha's nose broke from the strong impact and blood immediately poured down her chin.
Rage now drove Natalia and as she beat the woman into pulp, she couldn't find it in herself to stop, even when her knuckles bled.
Ramming her fists into Agatha, the woman underneath Natalia slowly stopped fighting back. Soon, Natalia was simply beating a corpse.
At the realization that Natalia beat Agatha to death— Natalia saw the outcome of her work; Agatha was unrecognizable as her face was swollen and covered in blood.
Breathing heavily as her hands shook; it was her chance to escape. Natalia grabbed the bundle of keys from Agatha's pocket and opened the cell door cautiously.
Roaming the halls, it was empty of guards and Natalia remembered that after their lunch, the guards did not keep watch in the hall.
"R-Ricky." Natalia called out in a hoarse voice— it has been a while since Natalia talked.
Ever since Agatha and Althea tormented the woman, Natalia couldn't explain why she refused to talk.
"Ricky!" Natalia went down the hall in search of her brother.
At the sound of her voice, Rick didn't answer but it was Michonne.
