Lucy Meets a New Hero

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Chapter 1 Tough Shit

"We'll need to get back soon," Rick said quietly to Michonne. "I don't like being gone over four or five days from Alexandria."

"They've got it under control Rick. We need to keep looking for more supplies. Simon shows next week and we don't have enough to keep us going and give them half as well," Michonne replied with frustration.

"It just makes me nervous. What if Negan shows early again?"

"Then he'll hang around until you get back."

"And put everyone in danger in the process. I can't take the chance of that happening."

Michonne rolled her eyes. "Fine. We'll keep looking today and head back tomorrow."

Rick nodded. "I just know our luck is going to change. We've come too far to have to put up with this shit for much longer."

Michonne laughed. "You say that like we have a choice. Last time I checked we had to bend over and take it from Negan or every one of us ends of dead."

"But we've taken on others and destroyed them. I just know that our time with Negan is coming."

Michonne nodded. "Right now we need to play along Rick. Stick close to the rules and keep him happy. He'll slip up. Everyone slips up eventually."

"Jack the Ripper didn't."

Michonne snorted at the comparison. "Don't compare the two. He's sadistic enough without adding disembowelment and body mutilation to the agenda."

"I think beating the shit out of people with a baseball bat counts as body mutilation."

"Maybe," she replied before leaning up in her seat. "What in the hell is going on?"

Rick stopped the truck and they watched the young woman standing in the middle of the road. She was talking to the walkers as each of them moved towards her. "Who broke your heart?" she said out loud, before cutting the female walkers head in half with her machete.

Rick was transfixed as he watched blood splatter across her clothes and the walker collapse at her feet. She stepped over the body and turned her attention to the side of the road where two more were moving towards her and she waited patiently for them to arrive. "How many women did you fuck and leave?" she asked the one dressed in a t-shirt and shorts before she pushed the machete through his chin.

She pulled her knife back slinging blood across her face in the process. "And you," she said to the walker who was shirtless and missing an arm. "How many hearts have you broken?"

She plunged the machete through his temple and separated his skull when she pulled it back to her. She flung the head hard and screamed out her frustration. Michonne stepped out of the truck and moved a step closer as another growl had the woman spinning towards the wood line. She seemed shocked by this walker. He was tall and had a head full of dark hair. Rick and Michonne could tell that it had not been long since he turned because the majority of his flesh was still intact. He wore jeans, black dirty boots, and a blue and white stripped button down shirt that seemed to enrage her further. The young woman watched him move towards her and for a moment she was still with the machete hanging loosely at her side.

The biter was on top of her suddenly and Michonne started to intervene when she heard "I hate you," fall from the woman's lips. Rick and Michonne stood in awe as the young woman drove the machete through the skull of the walker and straight down its body until it got stuck around his waist. She pushed her foot into the hip of the walker and pulled her machete back watching as it collapsed in a heap at her feet. She screamed then, loudly, catching her onlookers off guard with the anger that resounded in the scream. It was only as the scream drifted into the air that she discovered that her breakdown had an audience. She turned around to glare at the black woman with a head full of dreadlocks and the tall white man who carried a colt python on his hip. "Can I help you?" she asked with a deadly glare.

Rick stared at her, his hand on his hip. "I don't think I want to be on your bad side ma'am."

She laughed. "What bad side mister? I'm all lollipops and bubblegum over here, can't you tell?"

"You on your own?" Michonne asked.

"Why do you want to know? Planning to kill me and take what I have?"

"Maybe," Michonne said with a glare.

"Well come on lady, just make sure that you put the bullet in my head so I don't turn into one of these things."

"We could help you," Michonne said.

"Hell no," the woman replied. "I'd rather you kill me than help me in any way shape or form."

"I'm Rick Grimes, this is my better half Michonne."

The woman rolled her eyes. "Introductions huh?"

Rick shrugged. "It's polite."

She snorted. "Lucy," she finally said. "My name is Lucy."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Lucy. You look like you've been through something and we would like to help you if you would let us."

"Folks in hell want ice water mister, of course folks here would like that too so I guess that adage is not really applicable anymore."

"You don't want our help?" he asked.

She shook her head. "I want to kill a few more biters and move on before he catches up with me mister."

Rick glanced at Michonne and she shook her head slowly. "She's crazy," she muttered.

"The best ones are," he muttered back to her. "Who's after you Lucy? Maybe we could help you with him."

Lucy smirked and her face suddenly fell. "What did you say your name was again?"

He nodded at her. "Rick, Rick Grimes."

"Fuck," she muttered. "I can't catch a damn break. That's what you get for breaking the rules Lucy."

"You got a problem with my name Lucy?"

"Well, Mr. Grimes, it just so happens that you are one of two people that I have been trying to avoid for the past year and now I've run into both of you in the same damn week."

Rick looked serious for a moment. "Who is after you Lucy?" he asked darkly.

She glared at him and crossed her arms over her chest. "Negan," she said finally. "So you see why I'll need to head my own way. I don't need to be in the middle of your dick measuring match."

Rick glanced back at Michonne who nodded her approval. "Well that's just tough shit Lucy. I'm afraid you are going to have to come with us for the time being."

"No offense Mr. Grimes, but you have lost your fucking mind. I'm not going anywhere with you…"

Rick was on her before she could finish her statement and had her arm twisted painfully behind her back. "If you've heard of me you know I was a sheriff's deputy before the world went to hell. That means I can subdue a prisoner without any issues. Now, Lucy, let's get in the truck. Michonne I think we'll head on back tonight."

Michonne nodded at him and held the door open so that he could push Lucy into the cab of the truck. "Well Lucy," she heard the woman mutter, "you just keep fucking up don't you. Should have stuck to the rules."

Michonne rolled her eyes. This woman was crazy and it was going to be a long drive back to Alexandria for sure.