million dollar man | twd

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[ woodbury ]
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The woman, Michonne, was quiet at first but eventually relented as Hershel tended to the bullet wound she'd come in with. Through her, they learned that Maggie and Glenn had been taken by someone who called themselves the Governor. And he had an entire city at his disposal.

So Rick put together a small group, him, Daryl, Vanessa, and Oscar to go get Maggie and Glenn back. Michonne would be coming along, giving them directions to Woodbury, the Govenors town.

As the group gathered their supplies, Vanessa caught Daryl's eye. "Are you sure you wanna come?" he asked.

Vanessa gave him a small nod. "I have to."

Rick approached, his face set in a determined expression. "We move fast and quiet. Michonne will lead the way. Stick close and stay sharp."

Vanessa nodded, checking her weapon one last time. She glanced at Michonne, who was leaning against the wall, her katana resting by her side. "Thank you for helping us," Vanessa said quietly.

Michonne looked up, her expression inscrutable. "I'm not doing this for you," she said, her voice flat.

Vanessa didn't push further. She could sense the pain and anger radiating from Michonne, and she knew that now wasn't the time to pry.

Oscar joined them, his face serious. "Ready when you are," he said, looking at Rick.

Rick nodded. "Alright. Let's move out."

After they got a mile away from the town, Michonne suggested they walk the rest of the way so as to not be spotted by patrols. They had to take out a few walkers on their way before nearly being overrun. Knowing there were too many to fight off, they ran further into the treeline, finding an empty cabin to hold up in.

The smell inside was overwhelming as a dead dog was lying on the ground. Vanessa felt awful, a dead pet never being something she wanted to see. They walked around inspecting the cabin. Suddenly, a man they hadn't seen sprang up from the bed, hiding underneath the blankets. Vanessa let out a scream as the man grabbed her, holding a knife to her throat.

"Stay back!" the man shouted, his eyes wide and wild. His grip on Vanessa tightened, the blade pressing against her skin.

Rick and Daryl immediately raised their weapons, aiming at the man. "Let her go," Rick demanded, his voice steady but filled with authority.

"Don't come any closer!" the man yelled, his hand shaking. "I'll kill her!"

Vanessa tried to stay calm, her mind racing. "It's okay," she said softly, trying to soothe him. "We're not here to hurt you."

"Shut up!" he screamed, the knife trembling in his hand.

Michonne moved slowly, positioning herself behind the man. "We're just passing through," she said, her voice calm and even. "We don't want any trouble."