The walking dead Fanfic: The Estate

The Sanctuary Final Part

Negan stands in front of the locked metal doors and hears the banging watching the boys slam the door with large sledgehammers. He holds his bat staring down the door and takes a deep breath in as Lewis comes up next to him. He turns to Lewis and asks.

"any bright ideas?"

Lewis shakes his head eyeing the boys hitting the door and turns to Negan.

"they should probably stop. I got word a horde is close by any noise and we could have  a lot more than just the whispers as problem."

Negan whistles and the boys stop and he motions donw the hall.

"take a break."

The boys walk off and Negan turns to Lewis as he smiles.

"you know between us I didn't think you'd agree to help me. Why did you?"

Lewis glances to the crowds of men and nods his head.

"they're my men, my responsibility I couldn't just leave them."

Negan smiles to himself as he nods his head.

"boy is Mason gonna be pissed when he comes home."

Lewis eyes the bent door and shakes his head.

"your still gonna need mason especially if you want that door open."

Negan takes his bat from resting on his shoulder and taps it on the floor as Lewis goes to talk. Negan places up his hand and nods his head.

"contact Mason, fill him in, tell him i am ordering him to get his ass over here."

Lewis looks up to Negan and nods his head.

"yes, sir."

Negan watches Lewis walk away and whistles to himself but stops hearing some music. He turns towards the sound and walks down the hall. Negan stops hearing the music and opens the door eyeing Mason sitting in a chair drinking a small glass of scotch. Negan turns his head sideways staring down Mason and walks into the room. He stops eyeing a walker standing across from Mason tied in place by his neck and stares between the walker and Mason and shakes his head. He slowly comes up to standing in front of Mason and turns placing out his bat pointing it in Mason's face.

"so how exactly did you get here?"

Mason glances up and smiles to Negan as he whispers.

"I've been waiting for you."

Negan keeps his bat pointing in Mason's face and Mason glances by him as he motions to the walker. 

"he died really young."

Mason flips through the pages of a book he has in his lap and reads off a line.

"its cold, winter i think. we haven't seen people for days, we are hungry, scared but my father says to keep moving, so we move."

Mason closes the journal over and points to the walker.

"he was 15, i found the body curled in a ball in the woods with a diary. then he turned."

Mason holds up the diary as he stands. He takes out his gun and shoots the walker in the face and the walker goes limp falling forward. Mason smiles to himself and points to the journal.

"some people never get the sanctuary they deserve. kids die, women are raped, good people do bad things, bad people do worse."

Mason throws down the diary onto the table and looks up to Negan.

"i keep wrestling with the question of who is worse you, rick or alpha but reality is none of us are good people. we just are."

Mason stares down Negan's bat and nods his head.