Wanted|| Carl grimes

Wanted; chapter 1

                        Authors note;
Okay so the beginning of this story is based off the walking dead season 6 finale so if you haven't watched it yet, I suggest you do! Enjoy reading❤️

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Sage ivy

                 My skin felt hot and sweaty as I sprinted through the woods. I could feel the whipping of tree branches hitting my cheeks, which made them sore and they were probably bleeding. I couldn't really tell in the moment; all I could feel was the adrenaline pumping hard through my veins. They're gaining on me now, I can feel it. They're coming for me. The Saviors.
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Carl grimes

"You're gonna be fine." I smiled lightly at Maggie.
She'd been really sick for the past few hours. I think there might be something wrong with the baby, but we won't know until we get her to a doctor. We have one back in our group at Alexandria named Denise, but she's out on a run.

(she's still alive in my story) 

Enid wanted to join us on the road but I refused to let her on this RV. Sure, we are all here to make sure Maggie is okay. But we all know what it's really about.

Negan.

We need to get rid of that son of a bitch once and for all. Or we might not make it through the night. Right now we're on our way to the group on the hill top. They have a doctor there that can take care of Maggie. Once she's better, we can finally take care of Negan.

The road was bumpy beneath me.
As we zipped down the road, there were signs on a bunch of different trees. I wasn't able to read them do to the speed we were racing at. Suddenly, the vehicle came to a stop and I had to quickly grip onto the wall so I wouldn't fall over. I got up and shuffled to the front of the RV to see my father, Rick, looking out the window. I mimicked his actions and saw a group of men blocking the road. Hell fucking no.

Im done with this bullshit. Maggie needs a doctor now.

After my dad and Abraham who was driving the RV shared a few glances, we all stepped out of it. Before anyone could even get a word out, I saw a man dragging a girls body into the road. She wasn't scared, she wasn't screaming. She looked more like a little kid that got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. She sighed heavily and sat up. She seemed a little too relaxed with someone that had bruises and blood all over them.

Now that we were out of the RV I could read the signs that were hung every where. It read;

Wanted

Dead or alive.

Then it had a picture of a teenage girl. It was the same girl that was now sitting on the road. But the worst part about the photo was that at the bottom, it was signed.

Negan

"Let's make a deal."
The man across the road said.
"Give me your shit. Or I kill you."
Yup. He was definitely apart of the Saviors. But why were they hunting down a teenage girl?

My Dad didn't agree to the deal and began to walk back inside the RV but before he did the other man across the road whipped the teen girl to her feet and held a knife to her throat. What was he trying to do?

"Negan won't be happy with you. Here's an example, this little princess right her, she's been trying to run from him for months. But he will always find h-" before the man could finish his sentence the girl had bashed the back of her head into his lower lips, causing them to bleed.
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Sage ivy

"Blah, blah, blah" is all I heard. I slowly put my hand on the man that had been tracking me's hip. I felt a gun and I knew I just needed to wait a second more before I could make my move. I slowly moved my hands to his wrist, like any other person who had a knife to their throat would do, and simply waited.

When I knew his full attention was else where, I slid my arms between his hands and my neck. I knock the back of my head into his. I pushed his arms away from my neck and ducked under them. Once I was out from his grasp, I slid behind him and pulled the gun from his waist band, turning the safety off. It all happened so fast, I don't even think he realized what was happening. He was just bent over on the ground, gripping his nose in pain when I saw him pull out his knife. "Don't even try it dickhead." I gritted through my teeth.
All I received from him was a chuckle.

What the hell was he laughing about?

"Apart of you enjoys this, doesn't it? You have an evil side miss ivy."
I furrowed my brows and shook my head lightly. I'm not evil. I'm doing what I have to, to survive. I was lost in thought until I was pulled from them. I looked up and saw a boy that seemed to be around my age. He was wearing a light blue flannel and he had chocolate brown locks. On top of them laid a beaten up sheriffs hat. He also had a bandage over one of his eyes. But the one that I could see was a bright blue orb.

He was watching my every move. He was wearing a fascinated look across his features. And I just looked down. This is my only chance to get away.

"Tell Negan something for me."
I bent  down to the mans level  with the gun to his head.

"If he he goes after me again. Ill blow his fucking head off."

I gave one last glance to that boy and ran off into the woods.

(Thoughts so far?)