I also wrote this in April 2016
“You can breathe. You
can blink. You can cry. Hell—you’ll all be doing that.”
Negan smirked as he
brought down Lucille. A second after he brought it down to smash the boy’s head
in, movement caught his eye.
Rick came sprinting,
not at him, but to Carl. Negan didn’t have any time to react as Lucille had
already collided with Rick’s hand and the top of his skull.
Everyone screamed; Carl
finally broke down when he saw what his father had done.
“God damn it Rick!”
Negan shouted as Rick lay in front of Carl; hand shattered, blood dripping from
the top of his head.
“Not… my boy…” Rick
sputtered, spitting blood across the dirt.
“You ruined the game! I
picked Carl you stupid fucking fuck.
So now you both wanna die? That’s fine. Have it your way then.”
Negan motioned his
Saviors over to the father and son. Carl was bent over his dad, crying.
“Why did you do that
dad, why?” he squeaked.
“I…love you.” Rick
simply answered.
Two Saviors came from
the shadows and ripped the two apart, sitting Rick back up on his knees next to
Carl.
“Damn it Rick, that
last line I had was fucking perfect and now you’re going to make me think of
another one?” Negan put his hand up to his chin in thought.
“Ah, I’ve got it.” He
said after a couple seconds and prepared Lucille again.
“Rules are rules. No
one can save ya now.”
Negan swung Lucille in
a full baseball swing across the two men’s faces, spraying teeth and blood
across the ground.
“Oh ho! Two for the
price of one! Ho-lee shit!” Negan laughed.
He swung her again in
the same fashion. Rick got the full hit and his lower jaw broke; now hanging
freely open, blood raining down onto the ground. Carl’s other eye swelled shut
and the left side of his face sagged down, a result from his broken cheekbone.
Negan swung his third
homerun hit one last time before going to them individually. Rick’s face was
barely recognizable anymore. His lower jaw had completely come off and only his
tongue remained intact. His eyes were crying bloody tears and his skull was barely
still intact.
Carl’s last hit to the
face broke the rest of his eye socket and his face slumped even more so it
looked like it was melting. His bandage had fallen off, revealing his other eye
socket and all of his front teeth were broken or missing.
Rick was on the ground
and it took Negan only one more hit to put him out of his misery. He cracked
his skull one last time so that his mushed up brain could freely seep through
the cracks. Carl was still conscious although now completely blind. Everything
was muffled, he could only hear through one ear since his left eardrum had
shattered. He heard screaming from all his friends and family; cursing from
others, death threats and sobbing and high pitched shrieks. He didn’t even know
if he was still sitting up for if he had fallen to the ground. Everything was
numb.
The next hit still
didn’t kill him. It was from the top and he felt himself vomit up blood and
pieces of his teeth.
“Damn kid. Just die
already. There’s no way you can survive this.” He could barely make out Negan’s
voice. He was in a long underwater tunnel. He was swimming. His nerves crashed
and burned, he began to shake uncontrollably in a violent seizure before his
brain completely shut down.
A couple more hits to
the head, just for good measure. Finally the Grimes’ men were dead.
“Jesus fuck, that took
way longer than I was hoping for!” Negan stretched out his back.
“Didja hear that shit?
My fucking back popped!” He chuckled. “Gotta stretch before doing this shit.”
A couple of his Saviors
around him casually laughed and Negan turned back to the remaining nine in
line, practically all of them slumped over in defeat or agony.
“So who’s the new leader then?” he asked.
Nobody answered.
“Oh come on, there had
to be someone as Rick’s right hand
man. Is it the Asian?” he asked. “Or maybe it’s the dying redneck?”
“It’s me.”
Negan turned and saw
Abraham, still on his knees, staring straight at him.
“So it’s the ginger
huh? Interesting choice.” He walked up to Abe and stuck Lucille in his face.
“Remember; half of your
shit in one week. Tell your friends; you know, the ones who didn’t just witness
this.” Negan smirked and turned his back to them. “Until then… ta-ta.”
The Saviors all got
back into their trucks, whistling until they left in one big group.
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