Struggles In The Dark (A Carl Grimes Fanfiction)

New Home

Carl's P.O.V
My main goal is to find a place to live. And food, finding food would be great too. I don't want to keep running from place to place. I want to settle down again, with Luke this time.

It's around midday, we've been walking north. Not trying to get somewhere specific. Just trying to get anywhere. We're about a good three days drive from Alexandria. That still isn't enough distance though. We have to get farther away or they'll find us.

"There are a couple walkers ahead of us. Wanna take them down or sneak around them?" I ask.

"Let's cut through the woods. We shouldn't waste energy on things we don't have too," Luke replies.

"You know, it has been a week and a half and we still haven't had to take down a walker. We've been pretty lucky," I say as we walk through the woods.

"I haven't really thought much about it but I guess we have. I hope you didn't just jinx us."

As we continue walking, we find a cabin. It's a decent size. It looks like it's been kept up.

"Do you think someone still lives in it?" I whisper.

"It looks like it."

"Did you see that? It looks like a lantern just flicked on!"

I pull Luke behind a tree, out of sight.

"Okay, Luke, we gotta be careful. Whoever is in there could be dangerous."

"I know. This isn't my first encounter with a stranger."

"I want to see all four hands in the air! Now!" a man with a deep voice commands from behind us.

Luke and I both slowly raise our hands.

"What's in the bag kid?" the man asks.

"Used to be food, nothing now," Luke replies.

"I want both of you to slowly turn around," the man says.

I shoot a look to Luke and he nods nervously. We both turn around. The man's face is scarred on one side. Badly. It looks to be like a burn caused it. He's also missing hair on the same side his face is scarred on. He smiles when he looks at me.

"Jesus, kid. What happened to your face?" he asks almost laughing.

"Looks like I should ask you the same."

"Hm." Scarface grunts.

"What should we do with them?" another man behind him asks.

"Take the bag, their weapons, and tie them up. They're coming with us. I'll get Derek from the cabin." Scarface says.

The three guys grab us and force us to the ground. One guy grabs the bag and our knives and the other two tie us up.

Derek and Scarface emerge from the cabin just as we're being forced back to our feet.

"Get 'em in the truck!" Scarface orders.

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Luke's P.O.V
We've been riding in the truck for a good four hours. Derek is driving, Scarface is in the passenger seat, two guys are sitting in the back with me and Carl, and the last guy is riding in the bed of the pick-up truck. The two guys are sitting by each door so we can't try to escape. Our hands are tied behind our backs and they've gagged us. I'm not sure how we'd escape anyway.

"Alright boys. We're here," Derek says from the driver's seat.

And I thought Alexandria was big. Not at all, or at least not compared to this place.

"Welcome to your new home. Hope you like it here because you're never leaving," Scarface announces.

The place doesn't have tall walls like Alexandria does, but it's still protected extremely well. The community has tall chain linked fences with barbed wire on the top of it. Just like prisons have. But that's not all. Attached to the fences, with chains are walkers. And a lot of them. They act as a coat of extra protection. There's a small entrance, big enough for a car to drive through to get inside. The walkers are tied far enough away that they can't reach us a we drive through. They've formed an old two story factory into a suitable home, and they definitely have more than enough room for their people.

"Just wait until you meet the boss man," Scarface says with an evil grin.

"I'm going to ungag and untie both of you. Don't try anything stupid. If you do, you'll be gunned down without hesitation," Derek says.

Once he has untied us, he leaves us in the hands of Scarface while he gets the leader.

"You two are going to love it here. I can already tell what you'll be used for," Scarface tells us.

I look at Carl, reading his expression. I can tell he didn't like the way that sounded either.

"What the hell do we have here? A couple of fresh meat? Wait, holy shit! What the fuck happened to this kid's face! Holy shit!" the leader yells walking toward us.

Man, I really wish people would stop pointing out his eye.

"You gotta give me the story sometime kid. Anyway, welcome home. You ain't ever gonna see the outside of these fences again. You might not ever see the outside of the factory again. Just depends. I hope you enjoyed it while you had it!"

"What exactly is this place?" I ask.

"This is The Sanctuary. Your new prison. But it sounds nicer if you think of it as home."

"And your name is?" Carl asks.

He takes a couple of steps closer to us.

"Negan."

"Dwight! Get them to my room. We're about to go over some rules," Negan orders.

Scarface, or Dwight, shoves us forward, leading us into the factory and all the way up to the top floor.

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Negan's room is basically a whore house. Half naked women laying around, thongs, laced panties, bras, you name it. They're all strewn out around the room.

"Alright, get out ladies. Now!" Negan orders as he walks into the room.

Once they're all out he shuts the door and orders us to sit down on the bed. We do.

"Alright, here are the rules. You don't do a damn thing without asking me first. That includes eating, bathing, sleeping, taking a damn piss, or even breathing. You will do exactly as I say, when I say. You aren't equals anymore. You aren't children anymore. You two are my bitches now. You'll be my bitches until the die I kill you. Notice I didn't say until the day you die. See that couch over there?"

He points to a nasty, little, old couch in the back corner of the room.

"That's where you sleep. Both of you. I know it's too small for two people. That's why you're just going to have to make room. And no one sleeps on the floor either. Now, get some sleep. It's getting late. You two have a busy day tomorrow."