06-07-2018, 08:45 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-07-2018, 11:07 AM by Leafwing12.)
It had been around a month later since the newcomers joined the group. They had settled down quite well and had started helping out. Sherlock didn't turn surprisingly. And they made him a prostethic leg so he could walk. Things were going rather smoothly. Until one day.
For the past few days, certain members had gone missing. Sherlock, Daryl, and Doctor were all gone. Jesus and Arika had gone on several patrols to find any trace of them, but nothing showed up. Sam and John had pitched in. No one had seen any sign of them though.
The group had started to lose hope until today. Jesus instantly recognized the familiar sound of a van driving to the wall. Jesus went on top he wall, peering down and spotting a van parking outside. He noticed John and Sam had come up to join him. They were silent as a few men left the van, taking out three prisoners and placing them down on the ground on their knees. The others froze. It was Daryl, Doctor and Sherlock.
Jesus narrowed his eyes, watching as Negan left the van, holding his barbed wired bat. "Negan." He muttered under hsi breath.
"Who is he?" John asked quietly.
"Leader of a group of survivors. A monster. A threat that needs to be dealt with. He's been terrorizing our group for a while now." Jesus said. "Negan? What the hell do you want?" He asked.
"I found some of your men stealing supplies from my group. So, I figured I'd take these three and show you what happens when you cross me. Because apparently losing two of your members already wasn't a strong enough signal to get it through your heads." Negan said. He sighed. "I really hate to do this. I wanted us to be friends. But now you've forced my hand. And I really do hate to kill Daryl. He was my favorite, you know." Negan said, glancing down at the other. Daryl's eyes were wide and he was shaking slightly. Negan smirked. "Oh, don't worry. I'll save yours for last." He said, patting Daryl's shoulder before straightening back up.
"You lay a god damn hand on Sherlock and I'll make sure you and the rest of your men don't leave here alive." John hissed. Negan scoffed.
"You really think you can shoot me and the rest of my men won't retaliate?" He asked, looking up at John.
"I was in the army. I have better aim then what you think I may have." John muttered. Negan scoffed. He then gripped teh bat, making his way over to Doctor.
"Guess we'll start with the oddity here." Negan said. Sam froze, reaching down to grab his gun.
For the past few days, certain members had gone missing. Sherlock, Daryl, and Doctor were all gone. Jesus and Arika had gone on several patrols to find any trace of them, but nothing showed up. Sam and John had pitched in. No one had seen any sign of them though.
The group had started to lose hope until today. Jesus instantly recognized the familiar sound of a van driving to the wall. Jesus went on top he wall, peering down and spotting a van parking outside. He noticed John and Sam had come up to join him. They were silent as a few men left the van, taking out three prisoners and placing them down on the ground on their knees. The others froze. It was Daryl, Doctor and Sherlock.
Jesus narrowed his eyes, watching as Negan left the van, holding his barbed wired bat. "Negan." He muttered under hsi breath.
"Who is he?" John asked quietly.
"Leader of a group of survivors. A monster. A threat that needs to be dealt with. He's been terrorizing our group for a while now." Jesus said. "Negan? What the hell do you want?" He asked.
"I found some of your men stealing supplies from my group. So, I figured I'd take these three and show you what happens when you cross me. Because apparently losing two of your members already wasn't a strong enough signal to get it through your heads." Negan said. He sighed. "I really hate to do this. I wanted us to be friends. But now you've forced my hand. And I really do hate to kill Daryl. He was my favorite, you know." Negan said, glancing down at the other. Daryl's eyes were wide and he was shaking slightly. Negan smirked. "Oh, don't worry. I'll save yours for last." He said, patting Daryl's shoulder before straightening back up.
"You lay a god damn hand on Sherlock and I'll make sure you and the rest of your men don't leave here alive." John hissed. Negan scoffed.
"You really think you can shoot me and the rest of my men won't retaliate?" He asked, looking up at John.
"I was in the army. I have better aim then what you think I may have." John muttered. Negan scoffed. He then gripped teh bat, making his way over to Doctor.
"Guess we'll start with the oddity here." Negan said. Sam froze, reaching down to grab his gun.
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