Hi all! Firstly I'd like to thank Walkerlurker, and Solareon, for their kind reviews. Secondly I'd like to welcome everyone to my second fanfic, Eye For an Eye. (Yes I know it's a bad pun thank you very much.) Now this could be seen as a sequel to Nightmares but if you don't read it you'll be fine because the previously mentioned story won't play a huge part in this one.

General P.O.V.

It was early morning; the prison group was eating their breakfasts in cellblock C. Everyone was completely silent, they knew that soon they'd be going to war with the Governor and everyone was tense. Rick came out of his cell wearing his police uniform. He was especially nervous, he had some news for the group and he wasn't sure how he'd take it. He let out a deep breath and walked over to everyone.

"Everyone I need to say something," immediately everyone looked from there breakfasts to him, "I haven't been completely honest about what happened during the meeting two days ago." He paused and took another breath, "The Governor offered a way for us to reach peace, but I don't think many of you will like it." Concern flashed through everyone's eyes. They all knew that the Governor was a cruel man.

Daryl was the one who finally spoke up, "Well what's he want?"

Rick took another breath before speaking, "He wants us to give Michonne to him." All eyes went to the African-American woman who Rick spoke of. They all knew why he'd want her, she had stabbed him in the eye with a shard of glass, and killed his zombified daughter who he seemed to think could be cured.

Glenn spoke next, "You're not going to give her to him right? If it weren't for her Maggie and I might still be in Woodsbury."

"No, I'm not. Right now I'm going to where we met before. I'll tell him that we aren't giving him Michonne and then I'm going to come back here and we're going to fortify this place as much as we can. If he wants war then he'll have to come to us."

Everyone nodded in agreement, Merle opened his mouth to say something but Daryl shot him a look and he closed his mouth. Rick walked back into the sleeping area of the cellblock. Michonne followed him over.

"Rick, you don't have to do this for me. If it meant keeping your group safe then I'd understand." Michonne told the brunette. Rick quickly shook his head.

"No you're a part of this group now, so I can't hand you over and say that I'm protecting the group. That's that." Michonne nodded in understanding. She went back to her breakfast. Rick poured some cereal and sat down with the others to eat.

After breakfast Rick walked out to the car, he was going alone. The others weren't ecstatic about the idea but Rick wanted everyone to continue the fortification of the prison. So they begrudgingly let him go on his own.

Rick P.O.V.

I arrived at the farm where the Governor and I had met two days ago. I got out of my car and looked around. I didn't notice any people or vehicles nearby so I went inside. The inside of the barn was dark and empty except for a table which sat in the middle of the room, light only came in through a window off to the side. I sat down at the table and waited for a short while before the Governor arrived. He walked into the barn through the opposite door. He was wearing beige pants, a navy blue shirt, and a vest. From what I could tell he was unarmed.

When he spoke he got straight to business, "Did you bring Michonne?"

I shook my head slowly, "No, she's earned he place as part of my group. I won't hand her over to you." He frowned in response before letting out a sigh and bringing a walkie talkie out of his back pocket. He pressed down on the button and spoke into it, "Do it."

Carl P.O.V.

I sighed in boredom. I was standing with Glenn on the loading dock, he and I were keeping watch there, he had a rifle and I had a pair of binoculars. Daryl was up in the watch tower, we had finished fortifying the place not long after my dad left. We'd been doing it since he got back from his first meeting so we were pretty much done by the time he left. I still couldn't believe what he'd told us at breakfast, the Governor wanted my dad to give him Michonne? I didn't know what bothered me more, the fact that this psycho thought we would just hand a member of our group over to him, or that my dad kept it from us. I couldn't believe that he would actually consider doing that. I guess I looked distracted because the next thing I know Glenn is asking if I feel alright.

"Yeah, just thinking about some stuff." I answered monotonously, Glenn looked like he didn't believe me but he didn't press the subject. I decided I was going to have to talk to Maggie and make sure she didn't tell him about my nightmares.

We sat in silence for about fifteen minutes before I noticed a car coming up the road towards the prison. Something was off about it though, it was a military jeep. There were at least two people in it, the driver and someone waving a white flag out the passenger side window. The walkers in the yard started towards it as soon as they heard it coming, but then all the people in the jeep, four in total, got out and started shooting the walkers down. After about 5 minutes they had cleared the yard and were walking up to the courtyard gate.

The one who seemed to be their leader was a Hispanic man with black hair and a beard; he was wearing jeans and a blue jersey looking shirt with black shoulders. Daryl came down from the tower and started shouting at him, I couldn't hear what they were saying but I could tell that Daryl was less than pleased. After Daryl finished the guy pulled out a pistol and started firing shots off into the air. Daryl shook his head in annoyance and opened the gate for them.

As soon as Daryl had opened and closed the gate one of the other guys, a kid maybe a few years older than me whipped him in the back of the head with a pistol and Daryl was out. Glenn fired a shot from his rifle that hit the kid in the shoulder. The other three then turned and started firing at us, Glenn and I got up and started running for the others.

Halfway back to the cellblock we ran into Maggie and Michonne, they both had assault rifles with them. We filled them in on what was happening and ran for our cells. But we were too late, I don't know how but they'd got there before us, they had Beth, Hershel, and Merle at gun point and told us to put down our weapons. We did as they said and handed over our weapons. After the leader came over and grabbed me.

"We're taking the kid with us." I resisted not wanting to go with these guys, why the hell did they even want me? What Merle said next answered my question.

"What's the Governor want with him Brownie? Why not just take Michonne?" He asked, I don't know why he cared, maybe he'd rather see a grown woman die than a kid, I didn't care.

"The Governor says that Rick kept something from him so we're going keep something from Rick." Brownie answered, I tried to tug away again but he grip on my arm was too tight, this time he puts his gun to my head.

"If you don't stop struggling I'll shoot one of your friends, you don't want that do you?" I didn't so I did as I was told and went along with it as the dragged me out of the cellblock. Everyone was quiet, not sure what to do. They didn't want me taken to Woodsbury and I didn't want to go there.

After we got outside I guess someone had picked up one of the rifles and fired at "Brownie" and his friends. The shot didn't hit but it did cause them to turn around it surprise. I used that moment to yank myself out of "Brownie's" grip and run for it. I planned to go for Daryl's crossbow and maybe use it to shoot one of the guys trying to kidnap me, I heard more gunshots go off and I looked back to see Maggie duck behind the door before the bullets hit her.

I was just a couple feet from the crossbow when "Brownie" grabbed me by the shirt collar and yanked me back, my Stetson hat fell off and he placed his gun to my head again. "If you try to run again kid I'll have to shoot your legs out." He threatened me and it worked. I'd been shot once before and I wasn't looking forward to the idea of being shot again.

They dragged me out into the yard and shoved me against their jeep. One of them got a roll of duct tape and used it to tape my hands behind my back like makeshift handcuffs. They then pushed me into the back of the jeep, "Brownie" got in the front and the other two got in on either side of me. I noticed that the kid who Glenn shot was being left behind. We then started driving off, presumably to Woodsbury.

Rick P.O.V.

It had been at least fifteen minutes since the Governor had spoken into his walkie talkie and told whoever was on the other side to "do it." I'd initially demanded that he explain who he was talking to and what they were doing. He'd just told me that it'd be explained in due time.

It was then that the voice on the other end finally responded.
"We've got the kid Governor." The voiced said, The Governor picked up the walkie and talked into it.
"Good job Martinez, put him on."

A second later I heard another voice speak over the radio, "Dad?" My eyes went wide, they had Carl? This couldn't be happening; this madman couldn't have my son.

"Carl? Carl are you alright?" There was a brief silence.

"Yeah Dad, I'm fine. They came to the prison and held us at gunpoint, they knocked Daryl unconscious. Everyone else is alright." His voice was slightly shaky, I couldn't believe this was happening. I stood up and pointed my pistol at the Governor. "Let him go." He pressed down on the talking button on his radio before speaking.

"Rick put your gun down or Carl dies," I hesitated but decided not to test if he was bluffing, "good. Now since you made me wait two days for Michonne, I'm going to make you wait twice as long for your son. In four days we'll meet back here, you'll give me Michonne and I'll give you Carl." He paused and I nodded to indicate that I understood. "Now if you attempt to rescue your son he dies, if I see anyone of your group near Woodsbury he dies, and if Michonne is not with you when we next meet, I will kill him right in front of you. Do we have an understanding?"

I nodded, "Yes, just please don't hurt him. Carl do what they say okay? Just cooperate and you'll be fine."

"Yeah Dad, Okay." The Governor handed me the walkie talkie, "I will contact you once a day so that you can speak with him. Do not attempt to contact him." I nodded and pressed down on the button to talk. "Carl you'll be alright. I love you."

"I love you too Dad."

So that is the first chapter of Eye for an Eye, more chapters will come at an infrequent pace so please bear with me. I hope you all enjoyed.