TWD: The Bounty Hunter (Clementine X Male Reader Book 2)

Guardians-18

Clem's POV...

After the sun rose, it didn't take us long to find them. Their camp is built around a house. It has weak walls surrounding the whole thing. It's surprising they haven't been raided or overrun yet.

Brooklyn: What do you want to do?

Me: We can sneak in when it gets dark. We should be able to find an opening somewhere on their wall. If not, it wouldn't be hard to climb, or just break down.

Brooklyn: There's a lot of them in there.

Me: Yeah. I didn't expect so many.

Brooklyn: So, we're going to stay here until it gets dark?

Me: It seems like our best bet.

Brooklyn: Get some sleep then.

Me: No, it's fine.

Brooklyn: It's really not. I'll wake you up if something happens.

Me: ... I could use some sleep.

Brooklyn: Thank goodness. I thought I was going to have to make-

Unknown: Don't move!

I turn around, along with Brooklyn. We both reach for our guns. There's only one guy.

Unknown: I wouldn't do that.

Five more people step out from behind trees. Aiming guns at us. We both freeze, as we realize how futile it would be to fight.

Unknown: Hands in the air.

We listen raising our hands above our heads.

Unknown: Turn around.

We comply. I don't like having my back to them.

Unknown: Ladies, take their weapons.

I feel two hands start feeling me up and down, seconds later. They take my pistol, ammo, and my knife. I'm assuming they've done the same to Brooklyn.

Unknown: What are you doing out here?

Me: Hunting.

Unknown: Just wanted to see if you would lie. We heard your whole conversation.

I feel something hard hit the back of my head. Almost instantly after, everything is dark.

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I begin to wake up. My head hurts, I imagine this is a dulled version of what Y/N is feeling. I rub the back of my head where I was hit; there's a slight bump.

Brooklyn: Welcome back, sleeping beauty.

I sit up, and lean against the wall. Brooklyn is sitting against a wall with her knees up, and her arms resting on them.

Me: Have you looked for a way out?

Brooklyn: Yep.

Me: And?

Brooklyn: No way. I guess this house had a panic room. It looks like they turned it into a holding cell.

She's right, the room is dull and boring. There's nothing inside. Just a small amount of light peaks through a window at the top of the door.

Me: We could break the window and reach through.

Brooklyn: We don't have arms that long. Plus, the window is too thick.

Me: Shit. Then what do we do?

Brooklyn: There's nothing TO do. We sit in here and wait for them to do whatever they do.

I take a deep breath and put my head in my hands.

Brooklyn: I know you're angry and frustrated, but we have to wait for an opportunity to get out.

I look up.

Me: I just don't want them to hurt Marina.

Brooklyn: They won't.

Me: We can't know that.

Brooklyn: If they're going to hurt anyone, it'll be us.

I lean my head back against the wall, and look up. We didn't even do anything and they caught us. We didn't even have a chance. They were ready for us to come.

The door opens. I tense and look over. Someone gets thrown in the cell. I look down, and see someone familiar lying on the ground, unconscious.

Me: Aj?!

I shake him until he wakes up.

Aj: What? Stop it.

He opens his eyes and sees where he is. He shoots up and looks around.

Me: What are you doing here?!

Aj: I followed you... They caught me.

Me: That was stupid!

Aj: I had to make sure you would be alright.

Me: Why can't you listen! I said to stay at the school!

Aj: I don't care!

Me: Who's going to protect them? Violet is the only one who can do anything. What happens if they get attacked?

He looks away from me.

Aj: I- I'm sorry.

Me: Fuck.

I lean back against the wall. He pretends like he doesn't care all the time, and the one time I need him to not care, he cares.

There's a knock on the door, and then it opens. There's a group of people outside of the door with guns.

Amy: Hello, I'm Amy.

Me: Fuck you, we know. Where's Marina?

Amy: None of your business.

Brooklyn: What do you want?

Amy: How's the bounty hunter?

Me: He has a name.

Amy: I like you. You're the one he was... Marrying?

I don't even want to look at this woman anymore. I'm done with her already. I look at the ground and keep my mouth shut.

Amy: I'll take that as a yes. Well, I'd say we'd let you go, but we need you as leverage. We still want the bounty hunter. Not sure how he's going to react to us having you all. It might get us killed, but we were already marked for death by him.

Brooklyn: You're fucked lady. Especially since you won't hurt him.

Amy: Again, we're keeping you as leverage.

Brooklyn: Fucked.

Amy: Take her out.

Two people come in and grab Brooklyn. She struggles with them as they take her out.

Amy: We'll be back.

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A few hours have passed since they took Brooklyn. I'm worried.

The door opens and she's dropped inside. She's beaten, and bloodied. I get next to her and rest her head in my lap.

Me: Brooklyn, are you alright?

Brooklyn: Yeah... Yeah... It just looks bad.

Me: What did they do?

Brooklyn: You don't want to know... Please, keep your mouth shut. I don't want them to do it to either of you.

Me: Ok... Just, get some rest.

Maybe this was a mistake.