111. OUR BROTHERS GONNA KILL YOU

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Chapter one hundred and eleven

"Our brothers gonna kill you."





Standing in the bedroom, Scarlett had a duffle bag unzipped, which had guns in it, an ak 47, 44 magnum, automatic weapons, night scope, a compound bow and a machete "this bag will stay in this room. This bag will only be grabbed if someone invades our home and you can't get away. Do you understand?" she asked, as Judith, Daryl and Caroline were standing in front of her, the three nodded, as Scarlett zipped up the bag and picked it up, walking over to her bed, the mattress had been flipped over and there was a hole in the floor boards, as she put the duffle bag in it and covered it back up.

The door slammed open, as Daryl jolted awake, having slept in the cell that night with his hands still tied behind his back, two soldiers came walking up to it, as one of them unlocked it, the two walked in, grabbing him off the floor, they dragged him out of the cell and out into Alexandria and into a house, but not up the stairs, but down a hallway "someone is keeping track of my guards, when they come and go, how many are on shift at any time." the warden's voice could be heard, as they turned the corner, Daryl could see him standing in front of Negan "what's that got to do with me?" Negan asked.

As Daryl was brought in and thrown onto the ground "because this kid threatened to kill me last night." the warden shared, as Negan turned his head looking at Daryl "maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow." the warden said, and Negan remembered how Rick had told him the same thing "so I need to know if this kid's got some kind of plan." the warden shared, as Daryl lifted his head up and looked at Negan, Negan saw the deadly look in his eyes as he looked back at the warden "he and his people?" he asked, chuckling "they hate my guts. So, I don't know any.." he was saying.

As one of the guards punched Daryl in the face "I said I don't know!" Negan voiced "but I bet you can find out." the warden told him, as the other soldier kicked Daryl "beating up the kids gonna do nothing for you." Negan told him, holding the piece of paper out to him, Daryl got punched in the face again, as the warden took the piece of paper "not really an option." he told him, walking around the guards beating up Daryl and to his desk "unless you'd rather not see that pregnant wife of yours." he told him "there's.." Daryl spoke up, spitting blood onto the floor "there's a bag." he said, looking up at the man.

"Where?" the warden asked, as Daryl spit blood on the floor "my house." he told him, as the warden looked at the two soldiers and motioned his hand, the two soldiers pulled Daryl off the floor and began dragging him out of there.

Having been taken through Alexandria and back to his house, the soldiers stopped them in the doorway "where?" one of them asked "upstairs." Daryl told them, as one of them began dragging him up, the other one followed behind "which way?" the one dragging him asked, as Daryl motioned to the right, the soldier began dragging him down the hallway toward's his parents room, the other followed behind.

As the one dragging him opened the door, the two headed in, as the other followed in behind and shut the door "where is it?" the soldier asked "under the bed." Daryl told them, as he was thrown to the side, the two walked toward's the bed and grabbed it flipping it over, they noticed the floor boards were different and began to pry them open, but as they did, Daryl noticed one of them left their gun on the floor, as he crouched down and began using the sharp end of it to untie his hands.

The soldiers then found the bag "shit. He wasn't lying." the one who had his gun said, as he was shot in the head, the one who had dropped his gun turned around, coming face to face with Daryl aiming his gun at him, he pulled the trigger, shooting him, he threw the gun down, stepping over his body, he headed toward's the closet, opening it, he looked for a new jacket, finding one, he took the one he had on off and put the new one on.

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