My heart pounds in my chest as bile reaches the back of my throat, my eyes taking in the force surrounding us. We've been naive, foolish. Not once did we consider the possibility of there being more than the face value of saviours outside of our walls. I look at Rick and see him trying to remain strong, "What now?" He asks.
"What's next? Do you really wanna know what's next? We're going to find out just how screwed you really are. Ready?" He asks, his tone vicious, "The thing about snipers is that after a couple of shots, they give away their position. They gotta move. So in a standoff situation, where one felt compelled to hold a position so they'd be able to fire quickly if things went south... Well, that'd be really fucking dangerous for the sniper. Your sniper bitch is as good as dead my friend."
Rick throws his fist forward and Negan dodges it effortless, "Whoa! Isn't that hand in bad enough shape as it is?"
Negan throws his fist forward and connects it with Rick's jaw, "How stupid are you?! You know Lucille is always down to fight. You really gonna risk-"
A gunshot goes off and I see a small chunk of the baseball bat blow away, leaving a gaping hole in it's mist. Negan looks at it in shock for a moment before fury changes his features, "What the fu-"
The saviours begin to fire up at the wall and Negan storms forward and yells out, "Oh God! Hold your fucking fire! Oh God." He says, looking at Lucille in distress.
He clenches his jaw and looks up at the wall, "Carl! You little one-eyed asshole! You skull-faced little prick!"
Rick all of a sudden charges forward and attempts to knock Negan down, but he throws him off and punches him repeatedly, "Not yet!"
Two saviours walk forward and grip Rick under the arms as Negan wipes blood off of his chin, "Hold this piece of shit down! I gotta get my shit straight!"
He thinks for a moment, muttering to himself before he straightens up and turns to the wall, "Throw the boy over the wall! He's mine! I want him, he's gotta pay for this shit. Push him over the side or you all die!"
"Don't!" Rick yells and Negan turns and punches him in the face, "Shut up!"
He turns back, his face covered in white hot rage, "I'm not getting any younger out here! Where's my boy?"
"Go fuck yourself asshole!" I hear Tara yell from over the wall.
Negan closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose, his jaw clenched tight as he mutters to himself, "I don't even know who said that."
He straightens and calls out, "You know what? Give me the fucking boy or I'll make you watch as I bash all five skulls of the people out here! All five! What do you say to that?"
They don't say anything and he shakes his head and he looks over at Rick, "You have no idea how much I used to like that boy. Never had a kid of my own. When I saw him... Got to know him, I thought... If I ever did have a kid, I'd want it to be like this kid. He has huge balls. Huge. I guess he still does."
He shakes his head and lets out a snort, "Now I realise how annoying that is."
He turns and looks at his men, "Stand him up."
"You hurt him and this is over." Rick says.
Negan laughs, "It's already over. You tried to kill me you idiot! It was a shitty thing to do. Shitty for you. Shittier for your people."
He turns and looks around at everyone gathered around him, "A chain of events was set forth on this day. A chain of events that could well lead to the deaths of every last one of your group. A because you attacked me. But that's beside the point. the issue right now is that your son has done something unforgivable."
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Always (A Daryl Dixon/ The Walking Dead Fanfiction)
Fanfiction"It's you and me Daryl, like it always has been." I say, looking into his dark blue eyes. "The way it always will be." He states. I nod my head, a small smile on my lips, "Always." Bree Winchester had known the Dixon brothers since she was running a...
