บท 27: Saviors

Chapter 27 Saviors

POV Negan

"I know what I saw, tens of thousands of walkers being herded by some kind of military vehicle, the strangest thing of all was that they fired their weapons at random." Simon explains while he is sitting in his chair.

I am currently in a meeting with my higher-ranking subordinates, they all report to me anything of interest that has happened recently, anything that could benefit or threaten us, however, they have screwed up big time.

"They saw you." I said gritting my teeth.

"No, we stayed hidden the whole time." Simon says nervously.

"Damn they saw you, those were warning shots. They did not consider you a threat and took the opportunity to show off their power." I say while hitting the table with my bat.

"Such effrontery makes Lucille want to taste the blood of those bastards." I say as I start to clean the bat with a piece of cloth. "What else do we know about them?" I asked looking at my subordinates flinch at my gaze.

"We sent a group to Washington 2 days ago." Arat says looking away from me. "They haven't returned." She says swallowing hard.

"Cool! Just great" I say standing up as I start to walk around the room. "So, an unknown group with the capacity to move tens of thousands of walkers is in the city where we stock up?" I ask with a tight smile on my face. "Could you tell me why you waited 2 days to give me this news?" I ask swinging my bat like I'm a baseball player.

"Sorry Negan, it won't happen again." Simon says quickly with his head down. I have to control myself not to hit him with Lucille, I need Simon alive so I just sigh loudly.

"We won't send any more men to Washington until we know who these people are, we need to know their numbers, what weapons they have, where they operate from, and then…" I pounded the table hard with the bat. "We took half of his things."

"The last harvest of Hilltop and The Kingdom was very productive, however, with the situation in Washington we are going to have to ration our resources for a while." I say wrinkling my face.

"I propose that we position some men outside of Washington to keep watch and when they venture far from the city we will take them by surprise." Arat Says

"Not a bad idea, we could have a group ready to intercept them, capture them alive, and get all the information we can from that mysterious group." Simon says massaging his chin with a strange smile. "However, if we wait too long we will lose a lot of resources, let's remember that most of the walkers were evicted from the city. If you give me the order I can take my men to Washington and subdue them."

"I'll leave the task to you Simon, I trust your abilities." I say sitting back in my chair in the middle of the table with Lucille on my shoulder. "However, I hope for your sake that you do not fail me."

"Now, everyone gets out of my sight." I exclaim as my subordinates leave the room and close the door, then I pour myself a glass of liquor and begin to drown my sorrows.

"Little demon, how would you have fun here by my side." I whisper with a sad smile. I still remember that fateful day, the little bastard cut off the call after saying goodbye to me and going to 'Play' in the city of all places. I wanted to go for him, however, with Lucille sick we had to take refuge in our house hoping that the situation improved. By the time I realized the situation, everything had gone to shit.

My wife Lucille died, and my scary little nephew, Justin died, there is no way he survived the city. However, I always carry both with me. The bat was given to me by Justin before things got ugly, so I named the bat Lucille.

"The idiots in Washington don't know who they're messing with." I say with my characteristic smile. "No one messes with Negan."

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POV Simon

1 week later.

I find myself on the outskirts of Washington with dozens of armed men and several vehicles, all ready to leave at any moment at my command.

"We're going to go to Washington and make those bastards kneel before us, take their stuff, and put them to work for us." I exclaim as my men cheer. I'm sure it will be an easy battle, the idiots only have a military vehicle that has not returned yet. We'll locate where they're staying, kill several as an example, and then subdue them.

"Let's go get them." I say as the vehicles start to accelerate in the direction of Washington. "Those bastards don't know they're screwed already."

Minutes later, we entered the city without any kind of resistance, the streets were free of walkers, and it seemed like a ghost town.

"Perhaps they left the city?" Arat asked me confused looking at the surroundings.

"Impossible, I doubt very much that they left the city. Do you see any walkers?" I ask.

"It's strange." She clicks her tongue as she takes the weapon from her and prepares for any situation.

"Exactly." I say as I continue driving down the main avenue. Most of the vehicles were placed to one side so that the streets were free from traffic. Did these people move the vehicles? How many people is it? this is terrifying up to a point.

"It's like they're waiting for us." Arat whispers. "I think it's best to go back, Simon." She says quickly, however, I ignore her and keep driving.

"Simon, listen to me…something bigger than us is happening here, bigger than Negan. We are driving into an ambush and possibly to our deaths." She protests. Given this, I stop the vehicle and hit the steering wheel.

"I can't return empty-handed!" I exclaim as the other vehicles pull up behind us. "We will advance, locate, and submit." I say quietly moving forward again. However, soon after, the road was obstructed by several heavy vehicles such as trucks or buses.

"We can't get through here, nor can we move those vehicles." Arat says pointing to the broken tires of those vehicles. "We have to find another way, let's go around." She whispers.

At that point, the vehicles began to turn around to take another route, however, a few minutes later, the road we had come from is now blocked by several heavy vehicles with several armed individuals pointing at us.

"Shit, shit, shit." I whisper as I bring the vehicle to a stop and quickly get out with the gun ready to fire.

"I told you, damn it, it's a fucking trap." She says looking at me with daggers in her eyes. "Everyone get ready for combat, the bastards are here!" Arat yells pointing his gun at the men on the barricade.

"You have entered the territory of the Empire, drop all your weapons on the ground… otherwise we will shoot to kill." A man yells over a loudspeaker as several guys in tactical suits point their rifles at us. At that one of my men panicked and started shooting. Then the war between the Saviors and the Empire began.

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POV Justin

At the same time at the Pentagon.

I am currently in front of a giant screen in one of the most secure rooms in the Pentagon, where the country's leaders once met to make important decisions.

"Die, die, why don't you die?" I exclaim in frustration as I press many buttons at once.

"Your highness, if you press all the buttons at once it won't work, nor is it good to press the buttons forcefully." Randall says quietly with a bloody smirk at defeating me in a fighting game. Where's the guy who peed his pants months ago just by looking at me? Damn smug.

So I'm using the Pentagon crisis room to play video games. What can I say? I love abusing my privileges.

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"You cheated." I snort loudly as I let go of control. I know it's childish, but I hate it when I lose, so I just blame my 12-year-old brain.

At that moment Mike walks into the room along with some top people inside the Pentagon who work for me. At this, I raise an eyebrow at them.

"What happened this time?" I asked tilting my head. "Some idiot with another coup plot?"

"We just received a distress signal from one of our patrols, apparently they encountered a hostile group near the center of town." Mike says professionally. "We have sent reinforcements to where the signal originated." He says with his hands behind his back.

"Anything that defines this hostile group? Do they have black uniforms? Or are they dressed as stormtroopers? Do they have trucks with them?" I ask with interest. There are some groups that I don't want to deal with at the moment.

"One of our cameras captured the following image, Your Highness." He says one of the higher-ups while using his laptop and shortly after an image appears on the big screen.

On the screen you can see several vehicles with some trucks, leading the group of vehicles Simon, Negan's subordinate can be identified.

Who knew that they would come straight to me, I thought it would take months trying to locate the sanctuary, I must take advantage of this opportunity. "Get the vehicles ready, we're going hunting!" I exclaim with my hands in the air drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

"Yes, your Highness." They reply before running off to follow my orders. However, Mike just stares at me intently.

"You're hiding something, aren't you?" Mike asks narrowing his eyes.

"Yep." I say sticking my tongue out in his direction. "A war has just started and the next few hours are crucial in determining whether it will be a fast and fun war or a slow and boring war." I say with a dark smile.

What are you going to do, Uncle Negan? Will you join me or will you be against me? Regardless I plan to have fun.

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POV Negan

We recently received an emergency call from Arat, apparently, they were ambushed near downtown Washington. This strange enemy is very troublesome, I have to finish this once and for all.

If they get in touch with the communities we control, everything I've worked for will come crashing down. I won't allow it!

"Move in the direction of Washington." I exclaim as vehicles begin to pull out of the sanctuary, all filled with men ready to fight. "Lucille will bathe in the blood of those bastards." In that, we left in the direction of Washington quickly while it was beginning to get dark.

"Sir, once we arrive, what are the orders?" Laura asks me.

"I'll give them a chance to surrender, we killed their leaders and took half of their stuff." I answer simply.

"And if they don't give up?" She asks again a little nervously.

"We keep killing until they give up or until there's no one left, then we take all their stuff, and problem solved." I say with a dark smile.

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POV Third Person

"There can only be one ruler here and that will be me." Both Negan and Justin exclaim at the same time clenching their fists and defiant smiles on their faces.

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