Nothing But Dead (The Walking Dead Fanfic) Book 2

Betrayed

It's been a few days after dealing with things around the prison. 

Mitchel's funeral was in no church. It was not within any walls. It was on the grounds of the prison where William and Rebecca dug the hole for his body. Gone were the wooden boxes with gilded handles, no-one hired cars or wore fancy black clothes. They turned up in regular clothing with a daisy or buttercup for the deceased. Prayers were read, funeral hymns sung, fond memories spoken out-loud. It was an age of getting back to the earth, knowing our beginnings and our end, accepting them both with a wholesome heart. 

The funeral was the preacher, Jessica speaking on a wooden crate that she had brought down of the prison building; one good book and a pre-dug hole. Jessica did the best she could to give Mitchel a proper send off. 

Rick, Michonne and Carl were away from the prison on a run, for supplies, mostly weapons for the oncoming war with the Woodbury. With Rick gone away, Hershel was in charge of the camp. Nearly everyone knew what their jobs were. Many were putting up barricades, defensive positions for when the Governor came back. 

Defensive positions meant to make the fences stronger. To make the area defend-able against a clearly stronger force. Each person knew they didn't really stand a single chance against the Governor and people from Woodbury.

As everyone worked to improve their home for the upcoming fight. Lakota was inside the prison. She was plotting a plan to kill Garrett. But with the recent going-ons inside the prison, she thought to change the entire system. Not only to kill Garrett, but to throw the two groups against each other. 

In the future it could be said that she started this "rebellion" by accident. Even she could understand that. How many twenty year old girls do that? She believed that everyone's best days were behind them, right? For the most part she was right. The first exciting, scary part of the apocalypse was over and now they were only trying to survive.

She wanted it to be known that she meant to do what she was setting out to accomplish. Lakota planned a bloodless rebellion, other than the fact that Garrett would be dead, that will be less "revolutionary" than "evolutionary." She had everything planned out. She had even recruited the help of Jessica to help her. Someone who spoke the word of God, a person that could be trusted. Of course, Lakota left out the part of the murder of Garrett during her talk.

Jessica has been waiting for, praying for, some kind of top-down change, but now she knew it wouldn't happen that way. She was fooling herself if she thought it like that. But when Lakota came to her with this, "Prophecy" that Lakota told her about, the belief that no one would have to die during her take over. It was something that Jessica could follow, but the others would certainly question Lakota's leadership as well as her place among them. 

They would still be chasing that lifestyle they've been groomed for from childhood to crave, that life equals consumption, success equals consumption. They'll admire a system with no more morals such as: "rich is good" and you can do "whatever you can get away with" to accumulate more money than you can ever spend - while others starve. 

Lakota never thought that she would make it this far. She never believed that the softball player that she really was could do everything she had done just to stay alive. So by the time she'd be done with this take over, the meek are going to be inheriting the earth and the "big boys" are going to have to decide to turn over new leaves and be meek. They can do it early and preserve a chunk of life for themselves, or they can go down fighting and the people that choose to side with her will protect her. The people who side against her will end up as broken like low level workers.

Many people will doubt her context and her will. She smiled to herself as she walked towards Garrett and hid the knife behind her back. Watch her do it all.