Prologue
Shkrrrrrrrr, you could hear the scratching of metal on asphalt, or wood on asphalt; actually a bit of both at the same time. Lucille is so special, physically just a baseball bat with barbed wire wrapped around but to Negan, she is like a sweet, sweet lover with the loyalty of a pack of wolves to their Alpha. She is greedy but in a way that Negan is always happy to please and generously give to her. To everyone else, Lucille was a weapon, a deadly one especially in Negan's hands. She is a great scare tactic but not to everyone.
Where were we? Oh yes, shkrrrrrrr, clang!
Negan taps Lucille against a lamp post; he's attracting walkers all around him, he is begging for a fight. He knows that people are scared of him and he is alright with that but he is always wishing someone would grow some balls so he'd have something to do. It takes effort to bash someone's brains in until their eye balls pop or the actual brain matter comes out. He always liked to see blood dripping from Lucille; it made her so hot and sexy to him.
Alright no need to think about that yet or else all the Saviors would end up needing to go home. The sunlight was shining on his black leather jacket and red scarf, his boots sounding off the asphalt as well. The creepy sounds of the Walkers making their way over just got him more pumped up. Even in his 40's, Negan was still splendid, his salt and pepper hair is mostly on the black side and his beard just accentuated the whiteness of his teeth. When that man looked at you with the biggest grin ever you couldn't help but feel like a prey being hunted by the awful predator of your nightmare.
Anyways, back to the program here, no time to loose. Negan raised Lucille in the air at the sight of Walkers. He gave a nice rumbling "Luciiilllleee" with his deep voice before swinging and hitting a walker right in the head, a deep squelching sound as Lucille imbedded herself into the Walkers skull.
"Wooo! Now that's what I've been needing! A little working out, a little brain; maybe a little extra at the end of the day!" His grin could've light up a whole city at this point.
"I might need the corpse." Lyanna said. She's one of the younger women in the team, one of the only scientist on the team because Negan wants more proactive solutions instead scientific ones but Negan can't always get what he wants. Joke, Negan ALWAYS gets what he wants and on this particular day, he wants to kill something.
"And what would you even need from this piece of dead and rotten meat that is currently staining my Lucille?" He turned his head only to look at her.
"Well this piece of fun and loving sack of meat might be the key to making a vaccine and making sure we don't become one of those, flesh eating parasites." Her black coloured eyes directed straight at Negan didn't waver once. He had lost his smile but when he looked at her face, he couldn't help but grin.
"Now, now… I don't know if that look in your eyes is making me horny or if it's making Lucille thirsty but I'll figure it out soon enough." He chuckled at her and swung his arm around her shoulder. "You, my sweet, can get any piece of rotten flesh you want, attached or not."
She kind of shrugged her shoulders and removed his arm from its spot. She crouched near the Walker and checked the corpse to see if it would be salvageable.
"You could always give yourself to me and have a fresh one with a full head, if you wish.", said Negan.
She had already dug a few chunks of the corpse's brain in her hand and checked it. She shook her head a bit.
"I could also just do it myself like a big girl." She said sarcastically dropping the mushy brain on the ground like it was a nuisance.
He had turned around laughing a bit, enjoying her way of speaking which reminded him a bit of himself. Since he was turned away he didn't notice the other Walker coming up behind Lyanna until it started moaning from being hungry. Lyanna being crouched down only had time to throw herself up before being set upon by the Walker, her teeth clenched together as she tried to shove it off of herself but it was determined and it was strong. She could hear a few people fussing but she couldn't really concentrate on anything but keeping the Walker's jaw away from her skin; his teeth were clacking together trying to get a chunk out of her.
She did however hear one thing, the yelling voice of Negan going "Lyanna! Kill it!" it made her jump by how close he was and the Walker's jaw found its target, with a screeching scream he took a bite out of her forearm, the anger was rising in her and she found the strength to shove the Walker off of her, she turned and did the one thing no one should ever do, she grabbed Lucille and wrenched it out of Negan's hands before slamming it into the Walker's skull; one, two, three, four and five time.
Twomp, Twomp, Twomp, Twomp, Twomp. Blood splattered over her face and arms, Lucille was dripping with it and covered to the handle, Lyanna kneeled at the Walkers head, breathing heavily.
"You were right… Lucille is thirsty, in fact, she's dripping wet for it." Lyanna grinned and laughed a bit even as her arm throbbed in pain.
Authors note: Hey everyone so this aint the first fiction I've written but it is the first I've published. It's just a small chapter though, sorry about this but it's only to see if it's worth me making more than this one. So if you like it, review and let me know. Favorite it and if you have some ideas you'd like to see added to the story, just let me know.
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