million dollar man | twd

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʀɪᴄᴋ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ

[ what rick wanted ]
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'Chelle eventually left the room, responding to Paula's urgent call. As soon as she was gone, Vanessa's eyes scanned the room for anything that could help her escape. She spotted a sharp corner on a metal rack and rushed over, moving her bound hands up and down against the edge. The tape began to fray, each pass bringing her closer to freedom.

The sounds of fighting and chaos outside grew louder, masking the noise she made. Vanessa was so focused on her task that she didn't notice the door opening. She looked up, her heart pounding, only to see Maggie rushing in. Relief flooded through her as Maggie helped her cut through the last of the tape. They embraced tightly, drawing strength from each other.

"Are you okay?" Vanessa asked, pulling back to look at her.

"I have to be," Maggie replied, her voice steady despite the fear in her eyes.

"They're spread out, fighting off walkers, but I think we can make it past them," Vanessa said, glancing towards the door.

"We can't leave them alive," Maggie said firmly, her eyes hardening.

Vanessa nodded in agreement. This was no time for mercy. Together, they crept out of the room and into the larger space where they had first been held.

The room was eerily quiet except for the distant groans of walkers. Vanessa's eyes scanned the space, her heart pounding in her chest. Donnie was slumped against a wall, his breathing labored and eyes wild with pain. Without hesitation, Vanessa approached him. She grabbed a metal rod from the floor, its end jagged and sharp, and drove it into his chest with all her strength. Blood spurted out, splattering her face, but she didn't flinch. Donnie's eyes went wide with shock before the life drained out of him.

Molly rushed back into the room, weapons drawn, alerted by Donnie's strangled cry. Vanessa reacted instantly. She tackled Molly, slamming her head against the concrete floor repeatedly until her skull cracked open, blood pooling around her.

"Vanessa!" Maggie shouted as 'Chelle came in and lunged at her with a knife.

They struggled, but Vanessa managed to twist the knife out of 'Chelle's grip and stab it into her thigh. 'Chelle screamed, her hand reaching for the wound. Vanessa didn't stop. She grabbed 'Chelle's hair, yanking her head back, and slashed her throat with the knife, blood gushing out in a crimson arc.

Paula appeared in the doorway, her gun drawn, fury in her eyes. Vanessa and Maggie turned to face her, weapons ready. Paula fired, the bullet grazing Vanessa's arm. Ignoring the pain, Vanessa charged at her. She tackled Paula to the ground, the gun skittering away. They grappled, each fighting for control.

Vanessa's hand found a shard of broken glass on the floor. She grabbed it, plunging it into Paula's neck repeatedly. Paula's screams turned to gurgles as blood poured out of her mouth. Vanessa didn't stop until Paula's body went limp, the floor beneath them slick with blood.