"I'll have a chat with Harley later. Let's strip her down and checked out. Same with Daryl. Dwight you got him." Negan laughs. I look at Daryl as panic sets into him. They were going to strip us.
"Lets go. Move it." They pull me into a room as a woman comes in.
"Strip. Now." She had a 9mm mag in her jean pocket. I take off my shirt and jeans. I take my hair down from my ponytail and stand their naked. I kept quiet.
"Alright, lets get the doctor to check you out." She throws a different pair of clothes at me. I get dressed and head for the door. The woman aims her gun at me as we walk down the hall into a room. It was filled with several different machines and tools. The woman shoves me in the chair and pull the strap over me as the doctor walks in. He was a white man that wore a white lab coat. He looked so familiar but I couldn't place my finger on it.
"All right let's check you out." He checks me over inside and out.
"I'm gonna need and blood test and urine sample. Need to make sure you are clean inside and out." He catches me off guard and stabs me with a needle as blood goes up the tube.
"Good. Now the urine sample. The bathroom is right there." The doctor points in the corner where a small door was.
"Move." The woman unbuckled me from the chair and takes us to the bathroom. She hands me a cup as I sat there.
"Hurry up." The woman cocks her gun. I pee a little into the cup.
"That's enough." She grabs the cup out of my hands then pushes me out of the bathroom.
"Here." She hans the cup to the doctor who separates the pee into equal amounts in different cups then rights a number on it. If they are testing me for pregnancy I'm dead.
"Are we good here?" The woman asked.
"Yes." The doctor says back. She pushes me out in the hallway. We walk down the hall as her guns barrel was poking me in the back.
"Turn." She shoves me into a different hallway where there were buildings. Almost like cells. She opens the door and shuts me in it.
"You stay right here. Not like you're going to go anywhere." She laughs then shuts the door.
'We're on easy street, And it feels so sweet, Cause the world is but a treat, When you're on easy street'
What the hell is this?
'And we're breaking out the good champagne, We're sitting pretty on the gravy train, And when we sing every sweet refrain, Right here on easy street'
Where is it coming from? They are trying to break me. Be strong Harley.
'It's our moment in the sun, And it's only just begun, It's time to have a little fun, We're inviting you to come and see why you should be, On easy street'
They can't break me. They can't. I wont let them.
After what seemed like an hour or so the woman comes back and pulls me out of the room. She takes me to the hallway into a home-like room. It looked just like a house.
"Harley." Negan says. The woman kneels down as she pushes me down to the ground.
"Its a learning process I'll tell you that. You will do great here. I see potential in you. You'll be a working progress but Amy and Dwight can fix you up. They always do." Negan chuckles as the woman and I stand up.
"You have three choices. Work as my personal maid and live, work as my maid and be treat like you want to die or die. I'm gonna make your life like hell if you pick the second choice." He leans down to me.
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FanfictionTarget, you needed to worry about. You have to focus on it. Either your target to kill or your goal to work with. Just hope you don't miss. Fight, I had to fight to survive, forget and trust. Fight for survival, that's what the world has become. Wet...