A/N: Hey Guys, I'm back! Here with a new chapter! This time, our two main characters meet for the first time! I hope you guys will like it! Please read, review, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Is this even really necessary? If I owned the thing, why would I be writing fan fiction about it? Regardless I do not own The Walking Dead
Chapter 3: When Worlds Collide
It had been a few days since the Saviors had found the bodies of their comrades, and all of them wanted blood. As annoying as Dwayne and his friends were, they were one of them, and if you messed with one of them, they would tear you apart. The time had been spent searching for whoever had done it, but to no avail. As far as they could tell, whoever had done it was long gone. That didn't stop them though. They wouldn't stop until whoever attacked was rotting on the ground.
Negan sat in the manager's office of one of the stores of the shopping center that served as their base. So far they had managed to find plenty of supplies, but he didn't care about that. All he cared about was finding those fuckers who killed his men and pump them full of lead. To be honest, he didn't care much for the ones that they lost, but the fact that someone had managed to lessen their numbers was something he would not let go.
"Hey Negan?" A voice called, shaking him out of his thoughts
Negan's head shot up to see a random savior whose name he could not remember standing in the doorway.
"What the hell do you want?" He demanded.
The savior faultered, but regained his composure quickly.
"We've captured a group of people who were trying to rob us," he said, fear evident in his voice no matter how much he tried to conceal it, "They've already admitted to killing our friends."
This got Negan's attention at once. Finally he could look the people attacked them right in the eye.
"Keep them restrained," He said, grabbing his trusty baseball bat Lucille and made his way out onto the floor. "I want a word with them."
The Governor sat on the cold floor, trying to find any way out of this situation. They had finally managed to find the shopping center that Bruce had talked about, but it turned out that the same biker gang that tried to rob them occupied it. Before they could even step a foot in the place, he, Caesar, Bruce, Lily, and Josh had been taken prisoner. The sheer size of the group was what overtook them. Now he was left held at gunpoint waiting for the leader to show up. As if fate had read his mind, the door leading to the manager's office opened.
The Governor stared at the figure that appeared. He was tall, dressed in a biker coat, and had an air of confidence that made him gag. In his hand was a bat wrapped in barbed wire, which he looked ready to use at any moment.
"Well, well, well," the man said in a calm, almost nonchalant tone. "I've been waiting a long time for this. So you are the people who killed my men, huh? Well, the thing about that, you see, is that now you've got to deal with us. I bet you think you can just waltz in and do what you want. Well, I got news for you: that's not how this world works now. Not the world I'm going to create."
The Governor just stared at the man blankly, not allowing him to see any emotion. Emotion was weak, and Philip Blake was not weak.
"My name is Negan, and I'm going to be the one to rebuild this world," Negan went on, waving Lucille around. "But to do that, I can't allow people to just do what the fuck they please. You do something like you did, and there will be consequences."
"We don't belong to you," Bruce said, courage suddenly welling up inside of him.
Negan just laughed. "Oh, trust me pretty boy, you do. You just don't know it yet."
He went on, walking back and forth, eyeing each of his captives.
"Here's what's going to happen. See this bat in my hands? Her name is Lucille. And I'm going to use her to bash one of your fucking skulls in. Question is, who's it going to be?"
He stopped in front of Lily. "Definitely not the girl. I don't want to look like a sexist jerk. Maybe if you get out of line, but for now you're safe."
He glanced over Joshua, Bruce, and Caesar. "Now these guys I might. They all look pretty tough, so killing one of them might do the trick. Tough choice."
He then stood right in front of The Governor, and the two looked each other sharply in the eye, as if having a staring contest.
"You're obviously the leader here, no doubt about that. I'm getting a strong vibe. But I can't kill you, not yet at least. They look up to you, obey you. I'll have to break you before I do anything else to ya. But don't worry. You'll get your due."
He strode to the center, making sure Lucille was still in his captive's line of sight at all times. "Well gee, I just can't decide!"
Then, a smile spread across his face. "I got an idea. This will take me back."
He pointed Lucille at his prisoners, moving her back and forth as he chanted: "eenie meenie minie moe. Catch a tiger by its toe. If it hollers let it go. My mother told me to pick the very best one and You. Are. It."
The bat landed on Bruce. Negan grinned like a mad man. "Sorry pal, but it looks like today is not your lucky day."
He grabbed Bruce by his shoulder and dragged him to the middle of the room. Noticing that The Governor was tensing, a savior raised his gun. "Don't fucking move, asshole."
Before anyone could react, Negan swung his bat and hit Bruce right across the face. The blow was so hard that his skull was already cracking, blood pouring down.
"F-F-Fuck you." Bruce said, struggling to spit out the words.
"You got guts, I'll give you that," Negan said, still wearing the creepy smile. "Sadly, that won't save you." And with that, he continuously struck Bruce with Lucille until his head was nearly unrecognizable.
For a minute, nobody said anything. The Woodbury survivors were too shocked to fight back, as well as not wanting to get their heads blown off. Negan broke the silence.
"I wish our first meeting could have gone better, but I'm afraid this is how it has to be. Now listen up. I'm going to let you guys go, but keep in mind that you belong to me now. From now on, we get half of your supplies. You're going to come here twice a week for deliveries. And don't think of fighting back, or this will be you. Have a fuckin' good night."
And with that, he went back into his office, as a group of saviors led The Governor and his group through a back door.
A/N: Well, how was it? Yes, this was basically an adaptation of Glenn's death in the comics. I will try not to use to much material from the comics, but this scene was iconic as it introduced Negan to Rick and the audience, displaying how terrifying he is. I needed something like that to introduce Negan to The Governor. I hope you liked it.
Also, this is just a quick reminder, but I have started a poll for this story. Basically, it's to determine who will win in the story: Negan or The Governor. I will post both endings, but the winner of the poll will have the canon ending for any sequels I may want to write. Please do vote. It's been up for over a week and no one has touched it. Thank you!
