-Nova- (Negan & Simon 3-Way Fanfiction) (The Walking Dead)

16; base training

We were finally outside from what it would seem like years for me as I honestly haven't been allowed anywhere outside for the past few weeks due to my now healed gash.

Negan all of sudden wants one of  his wives to start scavenging like a person of lower status. It's strange but, it'll do, as long as I get some excercise and "fresh" air,I use that word loosely.

The sun was bright as hell almost to the point of blinding as if it doesn't give you the risk of blindness.

Still, I wonder as to why he wants us to be out scavenging.

I looked down at the ground as we walked to the training ground, my blood turning cold when I heard the groans from the Walkers behind the fence.

I felt my stomach churn when I got the recognizable smell of undead rotting flesh. I was used to it before coming here but after being inside so long it seemed like everything was almost, back to normal.

But the smell seemed like we just began the apocalypse all over again. I couldn't help but gag, as I did Simon, looked down raising his left brow.

"You good?" He'd ask.

I gagged again almost throwing up, I instantly covered my mouth.

"Mmmhmm! Hh'm okey~" I would be muffled trying to reassure him, awkwardly.

He'd stop in his tracks, looking at me. He bent over looking at me.

"Now, if you're gonna spew then I'll hold your hair back. It's fine, I understand you haven't been out and you're pretty hungry at the moment." He'd speak calmly, sounding casual about it like he's dealt with this before.

I'd nod looking at him hesitantly, I uncover my mouth and nose.

I'd breathe in and out slowly, in attempts to stop myself from vomiting.

Negan would be at the gate with Dwight and Bronson, he'd unlock the gate letting Bronson in with a crossbow and hunting knife, he closed it until we finally got there.

Negan looked to me his seriousness being replaced with cockiness.

"It's about goddamn time baby girl, took ya'll long enough to get here, don't make me wait next time, or I'll have your ass. Here take this and git on in there. He'd smile as he spoke, handing me a Machete, and a Makarov.

He'd open it, walking in, Negan would smack my ass followed by a firm grope with his bare hand.

He'd chuckle, locking the gate behind me.

I would look at the makeshift training grounds looking at Bronson, he'd just stare at me, his face serious and determinant.

We waited for their instructions, eventually Negan would speak through the fence.

"Alright your FIRST OBJECTIVE  is to kill as many walkers as you can within a time limit of 3 minutes. Bonus points for the one who does many fast tricks to their kills!" He'd yell through the fence.

"This will be a little easy! As this is only the first wave there will be THREE MORE after this wave. So plan ahead!" He'd tell us.

"Rules are, No showboating, No Fence Climbing, No Fucking up, No Trickery and absolutely, No Fucking." He'd laugh wholeheartedly on the last one.

"Alright! Get fucking ready!" A savior would ready to pull the strings to release the first wave. I felt my heart drop when I looked on, i'd breathe in slowly then exhale.

"Go!" He yells.

With that the savior lifted the door, and the Walkers came flooding in slowly, there would be about 10.

The rancid smell becoming stronger as they neared us. I grabbed my machete as one with no arm set it's undead eyes on me. It snarled and tried to lunge at me with his head, I would stab it's forehead with the machete putting it out of it's misery, and pulling it back out.

Bronson would be swift killing  about 3 with his crossbow, wowing the crowd so far, I needed to work faster as I happened to be slacking a bit.

I'm not entirely sure why I was slacking but it may have had to be some issue with me being inside all this time.

I would start darting to the next few walkers shooting at them with my Makarov Pistol. Two bullets would kill two walkers instantly, one would miss.

The walker who had been missed was a bit faster than I expected and apparently it would get too close for comfort I would raise my gun to it's head and shoot it through the skull.

Its blood would spatter onto my face and I would stare at it before pushing it off me.

I would start to move to the last four left and so would Bronson, I looked over at him and he'd be focused, I'd dash quickly running over and running behind the biggest one.

It would be too slow as it was the perfect opportunity to get him, I quickly jumped on its bulky back and grabbed my machete, I'd chop it's head off, and jump off by boosting myself of it's back using my feet.

It fell down forward when I jumped, I would still be holding it's head, dropping it. Bronson would kill the other two as he did that I began to start smothering myself in its blood, including my clothes to mask my smell.

He'd watch me looking at me up and down, eventually everyones eyes were on me.

"Well, Nova... gets some bonus points even if she doesn't need em! Step up your GAME Noodle BOY!" Negan yelled.

Bronson sneered at me. "Show off.."

"Noodle Boy..." I dropped the head winking at him.

Soon enough, Wave 2 started, without warning.

The man at the top of the area lifted the door and 25 walkers came through.

"NOW, you may want to plan quickly as this round can get a bit too close for comfort!" Negan said.

I would run towards the Walkers holding my machete out to my side. Each time I ran into them the machete seemed to easily slice through their neck like butter, I gained five kills.

When I kept moving I collied with a taller walker and stumbled back. He wasn't phased as he moved aside heading towards Bronson.  I would quickly turned around and stab him in that back of his head, instantly killing him.

My adrenaline was super high and I was feeling resurrected almost.

I honestly love this feeling, I felt new again. It was just beginning though, as I would now unconsciously shoot a walker in the head.

I wouldn't be looking but apparently one walker was too smart and pinned me down.

Boy, way to let your guard down Nova.

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Sorry for the long wait everyone! SCHOOL has been kicking my ass.

Mentally and Psychologically. 😂😂😩😖😂