Shadow (TWD Carl)

~Chapter 22~

-Bang-

My eyes shot open at the loud noise and my head jolts up with them. I instantly regret it as a sharp pain makes its way into the back of my head. I squeeze my eyes shut and put my head back down to try and ease the pain. I go to cover my eyes with my hands but was prevented in doing so.

I slowly open my eyes to look at my hands and find that they were tied behind my back. I try to look at my surroundings and see Michonne and Hershel in the same position I was in. It seemed that I was in a caravan in the middle of an open field. The other two start to wake up and I waited for them to become aware of their position. "Are you guys alright?" I ask in worry.

"We're fine, are you?" Michonne replies.

"I'm okay, just a little sore and confused. How did we get here?"

"You don't remember?" I shake my head slightly to show Hershel that I didn't. "Your father came back. He found us in the forest and took us out, one after the other. I don't know why he didn't just kill us."

I kick the table, wall and chair in front of me, releasing the anger I just gained. I couldn't help but mutter a few cuss words on top of it and the other two just watched. I stopped when the door to the caravan slammed open.

The Governor walks in taking slowly paced steps towards us. He stares at me and stands over me, reaching a hand to my face. When his hand got close enough I tried to bite it in defence. "Don't touch me." I hiss at him as he backs away. He looks over to Michonne and checks her out. They were muttering something to each other until Michonne spits on him. He sighs and stood in front of us all.

"You should eat. It's gonna be a long day. Nobody's gonna hurt you."

"I don't believe that." Hershel pointed out.

"Well, I don't care."

"Just tell us what this is. Please."

"It isn't personal."

"Then what is it?" I snap.

"Shadow, Michonne, I want you to know... Penny, my daughter, she was dead. I know that now. Now, I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to hurt anyone. I need the prison, that's it. There are people I need to keep alive. You three are gonna help me take it. No one needs to die."

"I'm gonna kill you." Michonne bites back.

"No, you won't."

"I'm gonna take my--"

"Stop it. You want the prison?" Hershel asks, getting ready to raise an offer with my father.

"Yeah. And I'll take it as peacefully as I can."

"Governor--"

"Don't call me that."

"Your people, our people, we can find a way to live together. These people you need to keep alive, do you love them?"

"You're a good man, Hershel. A better man than Rick."

"Everything you've said, the way you've said it, you've changed. So has Rick."

"We will never be able to live together. Michonne and Shadow and I, we'll never be able to live together."

"We'll find a way."

"I found a way! I'm trying hard. There's all kinds of ways I could do this. This way, you get to live and I get to be..."

"You say you want to take this prison as peacefully as possible. That means you'd be willing to hurt people to get it. My daughters would be there. That's who you'd be hurting. If you understand what it's like to have a daughter, then how can you threaten to kill someone else's?"