they all aim there guns at our heads. Men come out and take away my gun and knife. I see the same happening to Carl.
"Let's get em on there knees boys!"
Is all I hear. We are lined up, on are knees, hopeless. Help us. They pull Aaron out of a truck and line him up with us. I'm right next to Carl to my right and Maggie to my left. My dad sits across on the other end.
"Now it's time to meet the man!" A grated haired man says as he opens the RV door.
He steps out tall, grayish hair, holding a baseball bat wrapped in something. He walks up to Rick who is right in the middle.
"You're Rick right? Im negan. And i do not appreciate you killing my people. And when I sent my people to kill your people, you killed more of my people." She sighs and wipes his beard. "Not cool, not fucking cool man. You have no idea how not fucking cool that shit is." He laughs.
What's so funny? Rick is sweating. Carl has a scared look on his face. His hand never lost my grasp. This negan man walks over to carl.
"This some young love shit? Oh wait." He look at Rick and hen point to Carl With his barbed-wire-wrapped-baseball-bat. "This is your kid. This is definitely your kid." He says as he laughs
"NOW YOU STOP THAT!" Rick screams at him.
"Hey! Don't make it easy on me! Don't make me kill the future serial killer!"
I squeeze Carl's hand and he squeezes mine back. I don't know what that means but I'm scared.
"Now you guys didn't think you would get out of this without being punished?" He keeps laughing and it makes me want to kill him.
He walks up to me "what's your names little girl?" I look at him with the toughest face I could make "Willow" Carl's hand releases mine. "Well Willow this is lucille. I look down at his barbed wire bat. "And she is awesome"
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Dead Willow's
FanfictionWillow finds herself in a deadly situation. With little water, almost no food and no where to go. She lost her dad in the beginning of the outbreak, then her mom. She was an only child. But how long could she hold up?
