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Chapter 34

Carl's POV

Enid and I were hanging out with Jessa when we heard my dad yell for all of us to come outside.

We put Jessa in her little play pen before grabbing our weapons and heading out to meet him.

We were the last ones out. Everyone was already making a semi circle around my dad. We came to a stop next to Maggie.

"We found Negan's alliance!" my dad announced. "We're going after them! A group of people will stay here to protect this place and watch the kids! Everyone else, go get your weapons! We're heading out!"

Enid and I didn't think twice. We immediately ran back to the house and stocked up on guns.

We each kissed Jessa goodbye and headed back out. We got in the RV and left Alexandria.

"Do you think we can kill them?" Enid mumbled, keeping a firm grip on her gun.

"I don't know," I responded quietly. "But I think we can."

We soon pulled to the side of the road in the middle of nowhere.

"Alright," my dad announced, putting the RV in park. "We're heading into the trees. Their camp is a schoolyard on the other side. Stay low and stay quiet."

We all filed out of the RV and crept into the woods. I made sure I kept Enid close.

We eventually came to a clearing and we hid behind bushes.

People were sprawled out across the schoolyard, even some people I recognized, minding their own business for once.

I looked over at Maggie, who was next to us. She was looking at the people in hatred.

Though she wasn't really close with JC, Maggie respected her as a leader and knew she was a good person. The Saviors killed her and now she hated everybody that were associated with them.

I looked over at my dad along with the rest of us.

He looked at us and flicked his gun up, signaling for us to put ours up, as well.

We obeyed him and pointed our guns at the group.

Enid's POV

I kept a firm grip on my gun and waited for Rick to give the okay for us to shoot.

I wasn't there when Carl and JC finished off the Saviors and JC died, and this was the only way I could avenge her death.

Beside me, I could tell Daryl was getting impatient. He had never really been good at impulse control.

"Daryl," I whispered. "Don't-"

Before I could finish my sentence, he had already fired a shot.

"Daryl!!" Rick whisper yelled.

Everyone in the schoolyard immediately stood up and pointed their guns in our direction.

Rick sighed in frustration before slowly standing up, us following him. We kept our guns pointed at them.