TWDG Imagines

Imagine #3 2/2 Luke

You guys requested this so here we go!

(Spoilers ahead.....duh)

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The plan was all set. The little girl, who identified herself as Clementine, managed to get walkies. Didn't turn out so well with Carver.

One of the other men, Kenny, lost an eye. Carver is one sick fuck.

"Bonnie will be coming around to let us out, Clem, you know what you gotta do." Luke says.

Oh yeah, let me fill you in on what Luke has been doing.

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"(Y/n), please let me talk to you." Luke pleads.

This went on for a few days before I finally snapped.

"Okay, you wanna talk? Well let's talk!" I yell at him.

He takes a few steps back and I keep going.

"Did you tell them why I got left behind? Did you tell them that you could've helped me?" I yell and the others look at us.

"The blade that cut might as well've been in you goddamn hand!" I bitch slap him across the face.

"When you feel my pain, I'll forgive you on that fateful day." I reassure him angrily.

I walk away.

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Luke got the shit kicked out of him but I honestly couldn't care less.

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"I give you a home free from the dead, food that we have scavenged, and this is how you repay me?" Carver yells at us.

I keep my head held up high and don't let him break me.

"You look proud (Y/n), why don't I show you what we do with pride like yours." Carver sneers.

He grabs my arm and pulls me to the front of the crowd. He kicks my legs out from under me and I fall to the hard ground.

I groan in pain quietly. I won't give him the satisfaction of hearing me in pain.

"Gimme that." I hear him say.

I look him straight in the eye as he grabs the axe. I hold out my arm for him because I know what he is going to do.

"I wouldn't want you to stress yourself by pulling me around." I snap at him.

He raises the axe and before he can do anything, Luke pulls the trigger on his gun.

The rest of the group catches on and begins to shoot. I snatch the axe out of Carver's hand and slice his legs.

With all the gunfire I can't even see or hear what is going on. All I hear is my heartbeat and see red.

"You aren't going anywhere." I whisper to Carver.

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"You guys go, I'll be right behind you." I say while twirling the axe in my hand.

"(Y/n), just let the walkers at him." Luke tries to pull me away.

"I forgive you, you pulled the trigger and distracted him, now let me do this." I tell him through clenched teeth.

He lets go of my shoulder and I look down at Carver.

"See (Y/n)? We aren't so different, you're a cold blooded killer like me." Carver laughs.

I kneel down and look him straight in the eyes.

"At least I'm ridding this world of evil, one asshole at a time." I punch him in the face.

(Extreme gore ahead.)

First, I cut a line from his temple down to his neck.

Then I hack at him. Again and again and again and again.

Blood splatters all over me but I don't care.

His guts hang out of his ribcage. Each sickening crack of his bones feel like a weight lifted off of my chest.

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I hop out of the loading zone. Luke looks at me and I hug him.

"Thank you for letting me do that alone, just don't leave me here to die again for the love of god." I cry into his shoulder.

"I won't, I won't leave you scarred again." He reassures me.

He kisses my forehead and we proceed.

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Short and gory and cute and really fucked up like my brain.

Meh.