I have also altered this chapter as well there isn't much change to this one other than Beth's involvement in Carl's life.

Chapter 1

Carl drew his gun, he shot twice in a row, perfect shot, he smirked with amusement at the dead walker that lay by his feet.

"good job son, you are getting really good at this, my best soldier there is here" the Governor said with a smirk, he patted Carl on the back, Carl tensed up, a snarl forming at the side of his mouth.

Carl was now eighteen, he had been taught with guns and weapons since he was twelve and now he could hit a target from miles away. He had been trained to be a soldier of the apocalypse, everybody was scared of Carl, he had cold eyes which almost made him look like he never blinked. If anybody uninvited came in Woodbury he would shoot them on the spot, he was a cold blooded murderer and that was how the Governor had trained him to be.

"you can't trust anybody from the outside world, they will take over your home and destroy you, you just gotta kill them" the Governor would tell him, so that is what Carl did.

"hey Carl, gotta little job for you, I am sure you will enjoy it" the Governor said, Carl turned to look at him, even sometimes the Governor felt manipulated by him but he thrived on this, "you want me to kill more of them shitfaces out there or any asshole's you got tied up in your place you want me to blow their brains out" Carl said holding his gun towards the Governor.

"not exactly but I do need you to go on a brutal killing spree, if necessary but these people have been pissing me off for months now, see they have this Prison and they all made comfy little homes in there, I asked them nicely to surrender but no, they decided to attack me and my people, but I came up with a genius plan, how could they say no to a wandering eighteen year old, that's where you come into it my boy" he said with a grin, Carl tilted his head his eyes full of rage and hunger to spill some more blood, "okay, I'm listening" Carl replied.

"listen closely, I want you to go out there and get in that Prison somehow, they are all reasonable people so I think you should have no problem getting in, put your charm on as well, make them like you, think you can do that?" the Governor asked, Carl stared at him, a grin forming, "then what do I do when I get in? kill them all one…. by ….. one" he said as he pretended to shoot with his gun, "no, no because I am giving them chance to surrender, what I need you to do is find out what they are planning, you go in the Prison and you befriend the group, don't tell them where you are from or anything, you are just somebody who is out living on their own and that you would like to join them. Can you do that Carl?" the Governor asked looking down at Carl.

"of course, you can count on me, I won't let you down" Carl replied with a fierce tone.

"that's my boy, now I need you to prepare, I need you in there as soon as possible, come with me" the Governor said.

Carl followed him, he took him to his truck, "right I am going to leave you somewhere near the Prison, we will observe for a while, somebody is bound to leave, then I will create an ambush and send the walkers, what you need to do is jump in and shoot them all, understand" the Governor said to him, Carl grinned, "yeah sure, you know killing things is what I do" he replied.

Prison

"hey, could our Beth go out with Michonne today, she wants to ride the horse? " Hershel asked, "well it is fine with me, as long as you are okay with it" Rick replied as he packed the Car up for him and Daryl to go out on a run for supplies. "sure, I trust Michonne will look after her, she is a great addition to the group, as for me I am going to do a little gardening" Hershel said turning around to make his way over to the crops they had been growing, Beth approached her dad smiling sweetly, " hey daddy, was Rick okay about it? I really want to go Horse riding, I haven't done it since I was twelve". Hershel smiled at her accordingly, "he said it is fine, just please, I don't mean to talk to you like a little girl as I know you are seventeen now but please stay in Michonne's sight, you are not fully trained to kill lots of walkers at once, you know that don't you Bethy" Hershel said to her, Beth was after all his youngest daughter, his other daughter Maggie was a mature woman now and was an expert at slaying Walkers but Beth was a little more vulnerable and had not done as much training, she had spent most of her time been more of the babysitter for Rick's daughter Judith, after the death of Lori Rick had a breakdown so it had been up to the others to make sure Judith was cared for, while the other's had gone out finding food and supplies Beth had looked after Judith, now four years old Judith was learning fast with Beth's help. But today Carol had volunteered to be babysitter for the day to let Beth go out.

Rick doted on Judith, she was really all the family he had left, he had lost his wife during childbirth five years ago then two years before that he had lost his son, Beth had heard Rick crying a lot in his cell crying out for Carl, Beth often thought about her childhood friend and what may of become of him. Rick always tried to hold on to the fact that Carl was still out there alive and well but probably miles away with a different family who had adopted him.

" well me and Daryl are off out on a run, stay safe everybody, and you be careful out there Beth, don't go too far" Rick said to Beth as he gave her a hug, she was practically like a daughter to him and was grateful for everything she did during his breakdown. " don't worry, I won't go far, besides Michonne won't let me" Beth replied, "you got that right little lady, are you ready to go" Michonne said appearing behind them holding her hand to give Beth a hand up onto her horse. "Right we shouldn't be too long, good luck out there Rick and stay safe, you and Daryl." Michonne said with a smile. Everybody had come to the conclusion that Michonne was in love with Rick but nobody said anything and just to let things run their course.

The gates opened for Michonne and Beth to leave, and soon they were on their way.