*This is my take on who could possibly be the mystery boots from season 7, I've got no idea if this will be a good story but hey ho here goes.*
Trust. The key to survival in the new world, something that Rick had realised too soon was something that Negan did not possess. He had trusted that Negan would uphold his end of their deal, that he would keep his word. Rick had claimed that they would be ok as long as they followed Negan's words...he didn't realise then just how wrong he was. Denise and Spencer, two more additions to the list of those who had died by Negan's hand.
How could he have gotten it so wrong? He thought that if he fell into line then he could keep his people protected from the monster they're forced to serve. But that wasn't what happened and it never would be, the world no longer fits into these neat little agreements. Rick's bitten down nails dug into the palms of his hands as he thought of their broken deal and of the people they'd therefore lost. Something that Rick had been forced to bury rose inside of him. A white hot rage filled his core as he looked at the blood stained road of Alexandria. A disturbing cocktail of primal rage and heart wrenching grief consumed Rick as he turned to look at the broken faces of the residents of Alexandria.
"I believed the best thing for us was to bow our heads and agree so that we lost no one else. Today has shown me that I was naive...Negan will fall and he will see that he has messed with the wrong people! This was his worst and final mistake!"
He looked at his peoples faces to see them spark with rage and determination, a signal that they agreed with Rick's words. Rick grabbed the trucks keys and looked over at Carl, Michonne, Rosita and Tara who all nodded and followed him to the gates. Once there Carl, Rosita and Tara climbed into the back as Michonne climbed into the passenger seat. Rick took hold of the drivers door handle when he froze feeling as though there were eyes glued to his back. He turned to glare at the trees surrounding Alexandria scanning them cautiously.
"Rick? What is it?" Michonnes concerned voice carried over to Rick's ears who shook his head.
"I thought I saw something..."
"What?"
"Just another walker most likely" He clambers into the drivers seat and sets off to the HillTop.
A pair of bright blue tired eyes watch from their vantage point in the trees as Rick and the others climb into the truck. They meet Rick's eyes when he looks over in their direction but they know their camoflauge keeps them hidden from sight. Rick jumps into the truck and drives away leaving them to watch over the residents of Alexandria with narrowed eyes.
*Sorry it's short but if you like it please let me know and I'll do another and make it longer :)*