Howdy there! This is a story focusing on the governor and the possibility that as crazy as he is towards others he could channel his anger into being a protector of something that he truly cares for.
The story lines up with Michonne killing Penny and taking the governor's eye. However, Merle did not go back with the prison group. The war with the prison group is still on the horizon. So basically the story lines up with the current episodes but will be deviating from where the show goes.
If you recognize it, then I don't own it.
As always, reviews are really appreciated. I would love feedback on yalls ideas and where to move with the story.
Silence.
That's all that she can hear. Even though the silence is unnerving, Carly thinks to herself that it is much better to hear nothing instead of the groan of the walking dead.
Over the past couple of weeks since Carly has been totally alone her senses have been heightened to a degree that she never thought possible even though she had been a hunter her entire life. The past couple of days she had been so busy running from a herd of walkers and trying to scrounge up any food that she could find that Carly hadn't even thought about stopping to clean herself or change her clothes. It had been a whole day since Carly had seen any walkers except for a few emaciated few wondering through the woods at an exceptionally slow rate so Carly made her way to the river figuring that it was as good time as any to clean herself up.
Carly walked to the edge of the river and looked down at her reflection. The golden blonde locks on her head were turned an unrecognizable crimson and her face was caked in thick blood; a mix between her own and those of the walkers. Carly stared at her reflection concentrating hard on the cut that crossed from under her eye to just above her eyebrow, making her piercing blue eyes seem almost evil. Carly pulled off her brown cowboy boots, unhooked her pistol holsters from her belt and jeans, pulled her tight tank top over her head, and untied her hair that was perched up high on her head. Carly then slowly lowered herself in the water behind a few large rocks and dunked her head under the water.
Carly was completely submerged in the water and opened her eyes to look up. Through the water the world seemed beautiful and completely at peace, it looked like the world had never been touched by the hell that it has now become. Suddenly, Carly hears a deep voice that pulls her from her thoughts. She slowly rises to the surface and hides herself behind the rock, observing but keeping herself low and quiet. She can see a group of about five men walking about 30 yards away from the river and they seemed to be heading in the opposite direction so Carly held her position and waited. Finally she thought that they were for sure gone she pulled herself from the water and up on the bank. She stood and shook dry and pulled on a fresh pair of underwear and fresh jeans. She stood there topless ringing out her hair before she put her shirt on when she heard a voice that made her jump and sent a shiver up her spine.
"Well what do we have here?" The voice drawled. "A fine piece of ass out here in the middle of the damn apocalypse, why don't you come over here sugar, ya shouldn't be out here all alone."
Carly surveyed the man. Southern she thought recognizing an accent that sounded much like her own and missing a hand but where he was missing a hand he had a metal contraption with a blade attached to it covering the assumed missing hand. Carly gritted her teeth and finally spoke.
"Well that's alright, I got a group not far from here and they'll get to worrying about me if I don't head on back" Carly said with a forced smile while trying to cover her breasts.
"At least let me help you back to your group" The man said with a smile. "I'll get one of my boys to come help us out. Martinez! Come over here and see what I found. "
A strong man with dark skin emerged from the tree line with a gun in his hand. "Merle, the governor aint gonna like this, just kill her so we can get on with it he's going to be wondering where we have gotten to." Martinez said.
"And leave a piece like this? I might never see a woman this fine again in my life. I'm gonna take this opportunity" Merle said.
Merle moved forward and Carly reacted. Carly slammed her fist into his jaw and grabbed her things and took off running.
Martinez pulled his gun up to fire. "No!" Merle hollered and took off after the girl and Martinez took off after him following on his heels.
Carly was running as fast as she could, she was still shirtless so she could feel branches and trees leaving their marks all over her torso as she ran. She felt like her lungs were on fire. Then she was blindsided by Merle. He crashed into her from the side with the force of a bull and a loud crack echoed.
Merle held the blade on his metal contraption to Carly's throat. "You little bitch" he snarled. "I'm gonna take what I want from you and aint nobody gonna do nothing about it" he said as he moved his good hand to the waist of her pants.
"Merle!" a commanding voice said, "Move, let me see what we have here." Merle reluctantly got off of Carly with a grunt and Carly looked up as a new man looked down at her. She could see he was handsome, but the pain in her ribs wouldn't let her fully understand how handsome he truly was. Carly coughed up blood onto her chest.
The governor stood looking down at this girl. This girl he was looking at was shirtless but his eyes didn't roam to her breasts but instead to her face. She was beautiful, strikingly so. The normally calm and collected governor's breath hitched in his throat as he took her in. He looked at his blonde hair slowly drying into beach like waves and the scar that spanned across one of her beautiful blue eyes. While the governor looked down upon this broken yet somehow very strong looking girl he had no concept of how much time had passed until her heard Martinez clear his throat.
"Um, boss do you want me to take care of her like normal?" Martinez said motioning with his gun. Martinez's question brought the governor back to the present situation.
"No, I'm taking her with me. She might have information that could be valuable." The governor said.
Martinez, Merle and the other men looked shocked but they just shrugged their shoulders and Martinez went to the pick the girl and her things up.
"No," the governor suddenly spoke. "I'll carry her." He looked down at the girl as she coughed again splattering blood everywhere and the governor took off his vest and wrapped it around her torso and picked her up baby style cradled in his arms because he could tell she was about to lose consciousness.
The governor's men looked at him like he wasn't real. They had never seen their fearless leader act with such tenderness towards anyone especially a stranger.
The governor started walking with Carly in his arms and said "Hurry up, its 20 minutes back to Woodburry" with his usually authoritative tone taking back over. The men filled in behind him walking as quickly as possible back to the governor's truck.
The governor looked down at the girl in his arms and found himself for the first time in a long long time wishing that he believed in a higher being that he could pray to so he could ask for him to keep her alive.
