Carl's P.O.V
"Do you really think this is a good idea?" I ask.
"Absolutely. They all have to pay the price," Negan answers.
"All of our men are ready to go. The trucks have been loaded," Derek informs Negan.
"Carl, you're not coming. I've decided against it. You're better off here," Negan orders.
"What? Why? You said you needed all the hands you could get!" I reply.
"You're much more fun to rape alive than you would be dead."
He turns and walks to the trucks.
I need to be there! If this community is Alexandria, I need to be there to help protect it!
The trucks drive off and I'm left behind. Alexandria better be ready, if they aren't, they're screwed.
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Negan's P.O.V
"We're almost there," I say speaking into a walkie talkie, "Everyone get ready. They could be expecting an attack."
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My men have spaced themselves evenly around the community using their trucks. This place is completely surrounded, no one can escape.
The men on their feet have taken cover behind trees, ready to fire on my command.
"Hey assholes, you can come out now or I can kill every damn one of you! Your pick. You have ten seconds!" I yell as I get out of the passenger side of the truck.
"One!... Two!... Three!... Four!... Five!..."
Nothing.
"Get ready to attack. Looks like these assholes wanna do it the hard way," I tell my men nearby.
"Six!... Seven!... Eight!... Nine!..."
The gate opens up and a skinny man walks out with his hands in the air.
"Who are you?" he asks.
"That's none of your concern. I'm here because you killed one of my men. That's what you should be concerned about."
"Is that so?"
"I don't know about you, but I don't appreciate it when someone kills my men."
"Your men were spying on my people. I don't regret shooting your man."
"Oh, so you're the one who killed my man? That makes things a lot easier."
I take one step closer to the man and aim my gun at him.
"You shouldn't have killed my man."
I slip my finger on to the trigger.
"Wait! I wouldn't shoot me if I were you!"
"And why the hell is that?"
"You didn't actually think I'd walk out here without protection, did you? I'm not a dumbass. As soon as you shoot me, my sniper will shoot you in the head. Then the rest of my people will start shooting. You may have us surrounded, and yes, we may not be able to escape. But the thing is, we don't need to escape. So, it's your call. You can kill me and wind up dead yourself, or your can get back in your trucks and drive away. No one has to die today."
"Do you have any idea who you're talking to? You're talking to fucking Negan!"
"Well, Negan, you must not know who you're talking to either. You're talking to Rick Grimes."
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Struggles In The Dark (A Carl Grimes Fanfiction)
FanfictionLuke, only seventeen years old, has been alone for quite some time now. He learns to deal with the death of his parents and sets off into the world of the undead alone. After awhile of being alone, he stumbles across a safe-looking community named A...
