The walking dead Fanfic: The Estate

Two Long Days Part One

Styles and his group stands on the large green grass of the estate eyeing the home. He smiles to himself as he looks down at his nice watch and taps it as he frowns and whispers.

"dead."

He looks up and hears the group behind him whispering and slowly steps forward eyeing the large estate and grins to himself. Styles stops as he walks forward and hears loud music blaring from the estate and watches a large crowd of people come out of the estate and walk through the grass. They stop in unison and stand facing Styles who turns his head sideways and smiles to himself as he whispers.

"interesting."

The group opens up and Konnor walks out towards Styles who stands still. He stops in front of Styles and motions back.

"they won't surrender their home, not to anyone."

Styles looks by Konnor at the large group and steps by his son as he makes eye contact with him. He stops placing up his hands motioning to Konnor's group.

"here me boys, do not make a mistake today for your life, i am a generous man, a kind man. we can settle this without blood or we can settle this with your blood."

Styles points to the group and nods his head.

"and do not mistake me, it will be your blood, this lawn will turn red as we slit your throats one by one and curve your skin in victory. hear me you are young, strong and i am old and tired, i offer you mercy lay down your guns, lay down your weapons and today you can walk freely as new people. i am offering something that alpha will not every man and women who throws down their weapons and walks to my side will live."

Konnor remains quiet and styles looks to him and motions to Konnor.

"he wants you to live, this is why he stands with me. he is trying to save you as am I. we are not animals some of us are just people but alpha she will kill you, so come."

Styles steps aside and waves.

"come to the winning side and live a bit longer"

a few of the men step forward and styles eyes them as he smiles.

"yes, make the right choice for yourself, for your life."

the boys drop their guns and walk towards styles and he motions.

"that's fine stand here between me and Konnor."

the boys stand and Styles motions.

"two days is what you have, see these boys, they are the first but do not have to be the last join us and live."

A few more men place down their guns and Styles glances to Konnor and Konnor breaks eye contact as more walk forward and stand in the group. A voice yells out from the estate group.

"traitors!"

the large group start chanting as the step forward.

"traitors!"

Styles grins to himself and looks to Konnor who nods to him as they stand still and watch the large group slowly walk towards them. The group stops hearing a loud siren and watches the lights of the estate go out. A voice comes over the speakers and everyone grows silent as a voice speaks.

"the estate stands strong and is protected. we are the last patriots of this country."

Styles shifts and looks down as the voice gets louder and repeats.

"we are the last patriots of this country and we will protect the secrets with our life."

Styles turns his head sideways and looks to Konnor.

"who's voice is that?"

Konnor shakes his head.

"i have no idea."

A light shines down on Konnor and he blinks as he hears a voice through the speaker.

"do not betray us. the whispers will be no more."

The light goes out and Styles looks to Konnor.

"what exactly was that?"

Konnor shakes his head and watches the group from the estate move aside as Presley walks out with a large group of girls. the girls stop where they are and Presley keeps walking out. She stops inches away from Konnor and grins wide as she drops some journals on the ground and motions to them.

"it seems Mason has some secrets. instead of being a coward Konnor why don't you trust your friend?"

Presley turns walking back to the estate side and Konnor eyes the journals as he walks over opening them and reads the first sentence. Styles walks up to his side and Konnor stares down reading as Styles asks.

"what is it?"

Konnor looks across the lawn at Presley and back down to the journals as he comments.

"directions."