Carl And Enid: Worse Than Ever (A Sequel) [COMPLETED]

6: I Like That Hat of Yours

Carl's POV

I woke up with a pounding headache. The setting was unfamiliar. It was dark, cold, and it gave an overall terrible feeling. I grasped my head with both hands and winced at the pain. I saw that my arm was wrapped up where I cut it.

"Help. Anyone there?" I croaked. My voice was unusually raspy and sore.

"How long have I been here," I whined.

"Please, someone listen to me!" I began to yell and I could hear my own echo.

"Please," I whispered once more before I heard the door start to unlock. I looked around but since it was dark, I couldn't tell which direction the door was in. My legs were tied together and my arms were too. I looked down and my holster belt was gone. My knife, handgun, everything. I breathed out with my nose preparing myself. The door swung open and a man appeared.

"I like that hat of yours," the guy chuckled. I then realized I still had my sheriffs hat. I guess that's a good sign. It was dark, I still couldn't make out his face.

"C-can you turn the lights on?" I whispered loud enough for him to hear me. I was weak and it felt weird. I have never experienced this. He wandered around before flicking a light switch. They flickered on and I took in my surroundings. Concrete floors, a vault locked door, wooden walls. I had a feeling I was underground or something.

"I'm not gonna hurt you kid," he sighed loudly.

"Your dad was just a...bad boy. Your little happy town has about 20 hours until it goes bye bye. Or.. It can be mine. Or your dad can try to win against us. Which won't happen. Your dad was here about 2 hours ago, I would say. He knows I have you. I told him if he tries something I will blow up the town right now. So he chickened away, leaving you here. But I won't hurt you, yet," he continued and I listened closely.

"Who are you?" I gave him an evil glare.

"And why do you want me?" I questioned.

"The name is Negan. I just need you as bait. I can't speak to much," Negan spoke. He began to saunter around the room.

"Let me go. Now!" I gritted my teeth. He spun around to face me. A smile appeared on his face as he chuckled.

"Aren't you a tough little guy?" The laugh continued and it echoed throughout the room making goosebumps appear on my skin.

"That's what I thought," he said when I was silent. He walked towards the door and reached for the handle. I tried flinging myself towards him but my legs and arms were tightly together. I made a thud when I landed on my stomach. I was so close to his feet so I wrapped a hand around his ankle, trying to bring him down. He was much bigger than me so that didn't work. He turned around at me and shook his head.

"Wrong choice," he muttered. His smile easily disappeared. He came closer to me. He lifted his foot and began to kick me in the ribs causing me to slide backwards back against the wall where I was before. Every time he kicked I moved more and more. I winced and groaned in pain. I closed my eyes when my back hit the wall. I knew it was over now. When I opened my eyes, Negan was gone. I heard the many locked become bolted as they were before. I closed my eyes once more and tried to ease the pain.

Enid's POV

I watched from the watch to were at the front gates when I saw the truck that held Rick in it. I squinted my eyes to see through the dirt filled and dusty glass. I tried to see if Carl was in there too but my vision couldn't see that fair. The truck parked on the side of the street. Rick came out and I knew there was no sign of Carl. I began to breathe heavily. Ricks face grew worried.

"Oh my god where is he?" I cried out, opening the gates for Rick.

"Negan has him. I couldn't do anything. I don't know what to do. I don't have a plan and we have shortly one day left until...the bomb. Tell everyone to pack up. We're going to war," Rick rushed around telling people and I followed.

"There had to be another way!"

"No, Enid! There isn't! You can go, or you can stay here with the kids and Liv," Rick said.

"I'll come," I said.

"Get everyone you can find. Ammo, weapons, anything you will need. Put it all in the van."
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Everyone was in the van packed within an hour. Liv stayed back with the kids and we took the bomb with us for Negan to hopefully shut it off now that we agreed to war. A few other woman stayed back like Amanda and Miranda. Brandon and Bailey came with and so did Destiny. We knew some people may die today, but that's the sacrifices we have to make. Negan's place was one hour away. Abraham and Daryl told us it was an empty corn field with a tiny shack in the middle. You supposedly go into it and down many flights of stairs until you reach a huge underground headquarters of some sort. Daryl described it a mysterious and the walls were concrete. There was heating and air conditioning. Working water and plenty of food. Rooms that fit two people in each. An open gymnasium for the few kids they have there. A cafeteria and laundry room. They had it all. Abraham explained they had people who worked as professional electricians, plumbers, mechanics and other things. Sounds like a place perfect for our group but we couldn't have it. They saw they want our town, but we want theirs. They have it all, why do they want to have ours? Why can't we just trade communities or something? There were still many questions that are yet to be answered. Maybe they will be soon.

I closed my eyes now, laying my head on my bag. The bumpy road didn't help me trying to sleep but I eventually did for a short period before we arrived.

hope y'all enjoyed this chapter. im not sure how much i like this but im trying to be really descriptive. yes, there's still many things to be explained. they all will be soon. but things are about to get real...they are going to war! what's gonna happen next with Carl??

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