Survivors [A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction]

Chapter 1: A Deadly Past

Heavy breathing came from my mouth as I knelled in front of the man that just killed my best friend, Alexa.  My mind raced with a millon thoughts as I looked at what was left. Her head was gone, it was a billon pieces on the hard ground.  The man looked at my and I realized I was looking down and he didn't like it. "Look up sweetheart I'm just getting started with the lesson you all need to learn!" he yelled out to none in particular. But I knew it was directed to me. I slowly lifted my head up as I breathed in heavy and sharp with every breath. The man made his way down the line all of us where sitting in.  He came back and stoped in front of Sherry, she was dirty and having a bit of a panic attack. She was Dwight's wife and I was his right hand man but no one ever cared. He looked at Sherry and said, "Well dam you look like hell. I should just put you out of your misery. " With those words I couldn't take the thought of Dwight being broken down so I made a move. I jumped up off the ground and ran at Negan. His men were stunned and didn't have time to react before I punched him in the face. As soon as I did I was pulled to the ground my three guys, all of them struggling to hold me back. A fourth guy came around and I droped with the weight of them all on me. Negan turned towards me with anger in his face. "No, no that is a big no! No one does that when I'm chosing! That is a big mistake!" he yelled at me from above, I just kept looking up at him. "Should we kill her?" one of the guys that were holding me asked. Negan bent down infront of me and started talking. "What's your name?" he asked. I said nothing. Negan looked to Dwight and asked "What's her name?" Dwight hesitated but answered, "Jaden." Negan looked at him with a confused look for a few seconds before mocking my name in disbelief. "Jaden?"  He turned back to the guy that was ready to execute me and said, "We don't kill that." Negan stood back up and took a deep breath out. "Well, back to it." he said turning to James and starting to hit him in the head with his bat. Everyone starting crying and screaming in pain again. I stoped struggling against the guys that where holding me down and I nearly went limp on the hard dirt. I tried not to show that I wanted to cry but you could tell by my face I was hurt beyond belief. My head felt like it was run over my a fourteen wheeler and I couldn't keep my thoughts stright I could only think of one think, it's all my falt. After Negan was done with James he went on talking about how things were going to be now and that he owned us all. I zoned out as my head throbbed in pain and sadness of what had all happened and what might still happen. Negan walked up to Dwight and grabbed him my his shirt and started to drag him to his our truck we had brought out here. I was worried about what Negan was going to do but I was to tired to try to stop him and afriad of what he would do if I did. It was clear we was intrastated in me so he won't kill me but he could kill another one of our own.

***Time lapse of Dwight and Negan gone***

Dwight opened the truck door and he fell out face first onto the hard ground. I wanted to go to him, help him we were like brothers to each other, but the guys around me held me down against my own weight making me fell weak and helpless. Dwight picked himself up to a kneeling position and looked at all of  us. Negan stepped around him and squatted down to the side of him. I could tell that Dwight was sad but pissed off, I could tell by his face and I'm sure Negan could too. That most have been why he told his men to hold guns behind all of our heads. I saw the guy that asked to kill me stand up and head a click of a gun behind me, he would be the one to kill me. Dwight's face changed drastically as soon as he saw me. While he was gone several of the guys beat me up just for the hell of it, I quess it was because they didn't want me starting anything once they got back. I wasn't gonna do nothin' I already saw what happens when I do.
Dwight's eyes veared from me to Sherry, she was cring and hyperventilating because of it. Negan looked at Sherry then back at Dwight. His face changed instantly and he started beging Negan not to kill her. Negan smiled and stood back up. He told his men to put down there weapons and they did. Negan walked a little ways up and said, "Now that we have all that settled why don't we get you all on your way. Leader boy is coming with me and his girl there. We'll load up the fighter too." The rest of our group looked at each of us as  he gave our descriptions. 'Fighter' my head mocked. 'Fighter, more like idiot.  You knew there would be a retaliation why where you so stupid!' my head screamed at me only sending me deeper into my thoughts. "Ok!" Negan yelled snapping me out of my thoughts. Negan held Dwight by his shirt and Sherry held Dwight's arm. "Throw her in the van." Negan ordered to the guys that were still holding me. I was forced to my feet and nearly dragged to that van. I didn't want to walk, not after all this but my feet somehow started walking and I half stumbled to the black van as four guys dragged me along. I was thrown into the back of the van. I  turned around to only catch a glimps of a few of the group and Dwight's face filled with sorrow.  The doors of the van closed and I was left in my crouched position that I turned around in. An engine made a load noise and was brought to life and the van started to move. I sat down on my butt with one leg extended out and the other almost up against my chest. I rested my back against the side wall of the van and looked down at my heads. 'We should have never went for DC.' is all I could think as the ride to I don't know where began. As the van hit a bump everything went dark and I passed out from exhaustion.