The Walking Dead: Life with The Whisperers

2) Trial One

Negan, Beta and Zega were standing outside of a large superstore. Walmart by the looks of it, although that would be an educated guess from Negan as all the letters had fell and smashed across the ground. A large poster was on the window. A man who spotted a large beard and hat was on the cover, it seemed to be a musician Negan was fond of before the world went to hell. It read:

HALF MOON
The legend
himself
for one
night only!

'Man... I used to be a huge fucking fan of this guy back in the day. You ever heard of him?' Negan asked, turning to Beta, who stared into the very soul of the poster with rage pulsing out of his eyes. 'No.' He snarled. 'I saw him live once. With... a friend of mine. Yeah. It was a couple days before shit went side ways. But I tell ya, the man had a great fucking voice. I hope he's doing well.' Negan replied. Beta did not take his eyes off of the poster. 'Did you ever meet him?' Zega asked. This question caused Beta's fists to clench so tightly his knuckles went bleach white. 'After his show, Yeah.' Negan replied. 'What was he like?' She asked. 'I never spoke to him for long. He was busy as fuck. I said hi, he asked me how I was doing, I told him I was a big fucking fan and he signed my album. It was great!' Negan chirped and he smiled at the memory of He and Lucille meeting the star
The singer's nickname was Half Moon and that was also the name of his newest album. Negans personal favourite song by him was: "I went to the well." It was a short but sweet two minuet song. It was easy on the ears. 'Man...' Zega lamented.
'I never got to one of his shows. I wish I co-'
'Enough!' Beta barked. His voice was loud enough to startle both Negan and Zega. 'We are not here to reminisce about a world long dead. We are here for the initiates trial.' His tone lowered and was calmer now, but still lathered in anger and rage. Negan didn't understand why.
'Sorry, Beta.' Zega said, looking to the ground, her eyes through the mask seemed ashamed and frightened.
'My bad, Gigantor.' Negan said, giving the huge man a pat on the back. 'Where are we headed? You still haven't told me.' Negan asked. 'Because you do not need to know, initiate. You are to deal with any suprises you encounter. If you are strong, you will survive.' Beta replied. His eyes were locked on the path in front of him as he walked forward. Zega stood behind Negan, who was at Beta's left hand side. Negan was huge, yet he only reached Beta's shoulders when it came to height. Whilst Negan had to work for his strength in the gym, Beta no doubt had a natural strength that came with his size. Zega, however, was rather small. Standing just 5'3. She was fast though. She carried a modified scalpel as a weapon of choice. She attached the scalpel on the end of a hunting knife's handle. The scalpel was one of the sharpest knives in existence, it was mainly used for surgeries and the like, and was lethal if misused. She however, used its small mobility and the larger handle for faster slashes. She was one of the fastest whisperers, perhaps only slower than Alpha.
Alpha could tangle with foes double her height, but only because of her speed. Zega used Alpha as a role model when it came to hand to hand combat.
However, Beta was more of a human tank. He would use his entire body in a fight, picking people clean off the ground and body slamming them. Negan though, had experince in boxing. He had a few amature wins under his belt with no losses. But he was also very strong himself. Snapping Rick's leg with his own strength and no aid from a weapon was a very impressive feat that should not be taken lightly. Baring in mind, Negan did that AFTER his throat had been slashed and he was bleeding profusely.
'Here.' Beta announced. The three of them stood on top of a hill and beneath it was a group of four male survivors. Diwn there they were sat beside a lake that ran for miles upon miles. It took Negan, Beta and Zega thirty minutes from Walmart to reach this place. 'We've been tracking them ever since they entered our territory.' Zega interjected. 'What do you want me to do?' Negan asked. 'Kill, or recruit. The choice is yours.' Beta replied. Negan looked a little closer and saw the men had weapons. Automatic at that. One had an Ak-47, another had an MP5, the other two carried M4's. The man with the AK-47 was bald with a goatee and wore a large leather jacket that had sheep's fur on the collar. The man with the MP5 had a buzz cut and he wore a blue denim jacket with fingerless gloves. One of the M4 gentlemen sported a brown hoodie with duct tape covering his forearms. The other M4 man wore a thick parker coat and wore a beanie although you could tell he had long hair as the beanie could not keep it contained.
'Not to sound like captain safety, but you do realise those cunts are carrying some serious fucking hardware, right?' Negan asked, turning to Beta. 'I am aware.' Beta simply replied, his arms crossed and staring down at the small group. 'They could shoot me on sight.' Negan warned. 'A chance I am willing to risk.' The gigantic man replied.
'I am so glad you care for my safety, Jolly Green. Honestly, it warms the cockles of my cold dead heart. You may just have me in motherfucking tears.' Negan sarcastically replied. Zega had to compose herself otherwise she would fall into a fit of laughter. 'If you are strong, you will survive.' Beta countered. 'Of course. I mean, let's not take into account that they could fill me with so many holes I could end up looking like a fucking slice of Swiss Cheese by the end of it or anything...' Negan muttered. Beta looked at Negan with immense impatience. 'Forgive me if I'm a little reluctant, Frowny Mctwoknives. I just value my ability to breath.' Negan added. 'You are testing my patience, initiate.' Beta growled. 'What are you gonna do? Kill me? Do it. Spare me the fate of having the shit shot out of me.' Negan replied, not taking his eyes off of Beta's. In fact, he squared up to him. Zega watched the two huge men stare eachother down, daring the other to make a move.
'Neg- Initiate, I know you can do this.' Zega interjected. Negan looked at her. Their eyes locked on eachother. Negan found himself oddly attracted despite her wearing a decomposing face. He looked back at Beta who stared at her in anger.
'Well, Zega believes in me! What about you, Jolly Green?' He asked. 'I believe in your ability t-' 'Thanks Gigantor! That's all I needed to hear.' Negan knew an insult was coming his way, so instead he decided to cut Beta off so the big man was forced into complimenting Negan. 'Just go.' Beta grunted. Negan gave Zega a wink and headed off.