Author's Note: Don't Own Walking Dead- This is my second story with this OC Helena... It should help you guess just who her real family is in the other story. Both are separate you don't have to read other but please do! Please be nice in reviews but please review!

Helena Grimes

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I repeated in my head as I was pushed on to my knees beside Carl who was clutching Noelle's hand as she shook on her knees on the other side of him. The men that had surrounded us were intimidating with their guns and rough looking faces. I wanted to cry but I knew it would only get worse if I did so.

"Okay lets start off with who the fuck is the leader of this fucking ragtag group?" I looked at the ground not ready to face a man like him. I heard a gasp making my head snap to Noelle the young woman was looking directly at the crazy man. I followed her eyes to see the man. He was a tall man. Towering over my small 5 feet and if he wasn't so crazy I would consider him sexy. His black hair slick back with yummy mocha colored eyes. I followed his distinguished nose down to his lips that were pulled back in a giant smile that was framed by scruff that was dashed with salt and pepper. Fuck if he wasn't swinging that fucking barb wired bat back and forth I would be so fucking into him. His head had snapped over to Noelle. He stared at her for a long moment. Then he went back to his tirade. "So who the fuck is it?!"

"I am." Rick stated. The man, Negan, threw his fist landing a hard crack against my brother's jaw. I bit my lip when I felt a tug at my heart.

"Dad!" Noelle was on her feet. "Dad its me. Its Noelle please."

"Noelle…" the man growled.

"Don't hurt him dad. Please! Please!" Carl was trying to drag her down to the ground next to him. She kept pushing his hands off of her body.

"Stop Elle." Rick grumbled. Negan punched Rick once again.

"Don't tell my kid what to do." He growled. "Brian, put her in my fucking truck." He yelled at a man.

"No!" She cried out. "Carl! Carl!" she cried out to my nephew. He went to get up when I grabbed his shoulders. The man Negan was talking to, had picked the girl up and was carrying a crying and sobbing teenager over his shoulder as he walked towards the vehicles on the left of us.

"No, let me go Helena." He cried out elbowing me in the stomach but I kept my arms around the teenager. "Please." He whined. I pulled his head into my neck so he didn't move further. I looked up to see Negan was watching our exchange.

"You fucking my daughter boy?" Negan pointed his bat at me and Carl. Carl was about to say something stupid when I sent my elbow into his chest to get him to shut up.

"No. They have not." I said in a shaky voice.

"OH?! And you fucking know?!" he asked me. I nodded my head numbly.

"He was just asking me about… it…" I blushed at the memory.

"Ohhhh and what did he fucking say?" he asked me squatting in front of me.

"He just wanted to know when… when it was right…" he leaned forward and captured my chine in between his thumb and forefinger.

"And who the fuck are you lil miss?"

"Helena…his aunt." I swallowed as he put himself an inch from my lips.

"Helena, his aunt. That makes you…" he pointed his bat at Rick. "This bastard's fucking sister right?" he asked me. I nodded my head slowly. "Well, Helena what did you say?" he asked slowly.

"Not…not…not to… have sex."

"Uhhh why is that?" he asked me.

"No… no more… condoms."

"Oh ho, did you fucking use them all darling?!" I shook my head with a whimper.

"What?! A fucking sexy body like yours?!" he gasped. He leaned back and grabbed my shirt collar pulling me up as well. Carl tried to grab me when I put my hand out to stop him. He froze with a hand held out to me. "Do you like fucking without a glove darling?" he asked me as he brought me in front of everyone where he was standing earlier. "Huh?!" he asked.

"I'mma… uhh…vir… virgin." I stuttered as everyone stared at me. He and many of the men looked taken back. I looked over my shoulder at Daryl. He was huffing.

"Fucking beautiful…" he grunted and slapped my ass hard. I gasped at the sting that went through my cheek. "Back in line beautiful." I blushed as he continued to grope my ass in front of everyone until he was done talking. I stumbled over to Carl and got into the line. "Now Rick, your sister is one fucking sexy piece of ass." I slumped down on the ground beside Carl. Carl covered my hand gently with his. "So Rick, I digress. I do not appreciate you killing my men…" he paused as he walked in front of us. "Also when I sent my people to kill your people for killing my people… You killed more of my people!" he almost laughed. "Not cool. Not cool. You have no idea how not cool that shit is." He grumbled. "But I think you're gonna be up to speed shortly. Yeah, you are gonna regret crossing me in a few minutes." He nodded his head. "Yes, you are. You see, Rick, whatever you do, not matter what, you don't mess with the new world order." He nodded his head again as he paced in front of us. I watched him with his bat over his shoulder. "So even if you're stupid, which you very may well be, you can understand it. You ready? Here it goes. Pay attention." He paused in front of Rick. "Give me your shit or I will kill you. Today was career day. We invested a lot so you would know who I am and what I can do. You work for me now. You have shit, you give it to me. That's your job. Now I know that is a mighty big, nasty pill to swallow but swallow it you most certainly will. You ruled the roost. You built something. You thought you were safe. I get it. But the word is out. You are not safe. Not even close. In fact, you are pegged, more pegged if you don't do what I want. And what I want is half your shit." He was very terrifying fuck. I dropped my head to look at the ground. He continued to talk. He introduced his bat, Lucille. "I'm going to beat the holy hell out of one of you." He stated this made all of us freeze.

"No. No!" Glenn shouted. He got punched in the stomach which sent him to the ground.

"All right. Listen." Negan said. "Don't any of you do that again. I will shut that shit down, no exceptions. First one's free." He grumbled as he stalked back to our side of the line. "Now, I gotta pick somebody." He started walking up and down the line. "I simply cannot decide. I gotta idea." He smiled at everyone. "Eenie, meenie miney mo cat a tiger by his toe. If he hollers let him go. My mother told me to pick the very best one and you are it." With each word he pointed his bat at each of us. Carl's hand clenched mine. I watched as he eyed each one of us. Only a few were actually looking into his eyes. One being Abe. I clenched my bottom lip between my teeth and when stopped I looked up to see just who was going to die. I silently prayed it wasn't Rick or Daryl. God please not Maggie. "Anybody moves, anybody say anything, cut the boy's other eye out and feed it to his father and then we'll start." He looked around at us. "You can breathe, you can blink, you can cry. Hell you're all gonna be doing that." I did a sharp bite when he landed his blow. I could feel tears falling down my cheeks as Abe got back to his knees looking right at him. "Ho! Ho! Look at that. Taking it like a champ!" Negan laughed.

"Suck my nutts!" Abe grunted. Negan laughed and began to slam his bat again and again. I feel forward on to both my hands as I silently sobbed.

"Oh my goodness! Look at this!" Negan swung his bat send blood all over us on the right including just over my forehead. "You guys. Look at my dirty girl! Sweetheart… Lay your eyes on this." He said looking happily at his bat trying to show me it. I felt a blood slick around my mouth as I sliced my lip open. "Oh sweet heart… darling." He crouched in front of me then reached to lift my head once again. "You bite right through your lip. Vargas why don't you take this sweet little thing for some medical aid. I'll be along in a moment." He grabbed me from under the arms. Carl growled.

"Carl don't." I whispered. Negan froze.

"Goddamn it I just love your voice. Fuck you make me so hard." He grumbled. A man came to my side. "Now, everyone little lovely and my daughter will be well taken care of. So don't you worry." The man took me by the back of my neck which made me flinch at his touch.

"Please. Please. No, my cat… I cant leave him…"

"Holy fuck. You're a cat lady?!" he asked. I nodded my head, maybe if he thought I was a cat lady he wouldn't want anything to do with me. He took a step forward. "Don't worry darling tomorrow we'll go pick up your pussy." He laughed touching my cheek softly. "Take her out of here." The man dragged me to the truck where Noelle was at. And I couldn't see anything.