Runaway Home - The Walking Dead, Fan-fiction (soon to be 3rd & final edit!)

Chapter 9: New Blood

In the basement back at the sanctuary Amber was paid an unexpected visit. none of the saviours where suppose to be down there. But later that night after Negan was fast asleep a bold headed, heavily tattooed mother fucker proceeded to walk down the stairs with his friend currently on gaurd duty. "so your the one that caused that little shit storm before... been hearing alot about you."

"all gd I hope..." Amber said checking him over as he walked closer holding a flask in his hands

"bet you must be thirsty" boldy teased taking a sip from the flask, Amber spotting the knife in his belt as his top lifted up started chewing her bottom lip planning on working out the sinario in which she could get her hands on that blade. "You want some... Mmm? looking a little hot down here..." boldy now standing right in front of her checking her over before placing his left hand on her backside. "Tell you what, you do me a favour and maybe I'll do something for you..."

Amber contemplated the offer knowing all to well what he wanted in return... "get me out of here first.."

"That's not the deal...!" Boldy grabbed her by the hair pulling her head back and shoving the water down her throat making her chock, the water spilling over her front and onto the floor. "now this is what's gunna happen your gunna shut the fuck up & take it like a good girl." Boldy gagged her before cutting her down from the top ropes tying her hands behind her back. Shoving her into the cold wet concrete floor, Amber still chocking & struggling to breath through the fabric covering her mouth.

"Not such a tough Bitch now are ya... you not even gunna put up a fight?" Boldy now on top of her removing his pants "Where's the fun if you dont atleast try to scream..?" Amber was busy untying her hands ready to make a grab for the knife. Flipping her over on to her back as he atempted lifting up her shirt Amber made a grab for his blade. Head butting boldy as she slashing his chest making him stumble back, "you fuckin...!" Amber quickly silenced his screaming, her wild eyes filled with rage and vengeance as she continued stabbing him repeatedly.

The basement door swung wide open with a clunk... Amber heard the clip of a firearm click into the chamber. "Matt...?" A voice called out down the stairs soon followed by cautious but hurried footsteps. Cutting her feet loose Amber scrambled over to the enterance, hiding behind a large crate. A low groan came from the corpse now sprolled on the floor, Ambers bloody foot prints leading to the door way. "Are you done yet, my shift is almost over.." The man with the riffle entered the room to see his friend now re-animated sitting up in a pool of blood. "FUCK!" Cursing and aiming at the corpse of his former friend, the sound of gun fire carried back into the rest of the building.

After the corpse was moving nolonger Amber made a dive for the man stabbing him in the neck before running out the room. A 3rd man came running down the stairs tackling Amber to the floor knives flying wildly, each one drawing blood, attempting to kill the other as they grappled on the floor.

"Get up! Both of you, get up." with the man distracted by another barking orders, stabbing him in the back & slitting his throat "Amber, that's enough!" staring up at the figure standing at the foot of the steps holding a loaded crossbow at her. Still fuled with adrenaline she stared back daring him to come closer, with more men pilling in behind him.

"What the fucking hell is going on down here!?" Negan stormed down the stairs in his boxers and dressing gown pushing his men aside. "Amber, Spilled new blood I see... Drop the knife, theres a good girl?" Negan not the least bit angry with her but the moorns that went down there in the first place.

"or what" Amber snarled menacingly tilting her head to the side "Drop the knife, or what? I already know you'r going to kill me so there isn't exactly much insentive now is there..?!"