Thank you guys for reading! And a special thanks to BattyNora and Candra 'wolfgal97 for reviewing! Alright so next chapter is here! Merle's P.O.V. I guess.
Chapter 4
Merle couldn't believe that the Governor had showed up and taken him and his brother back to his sick town. He had been knocked unconscious and then ended up in some room in the Governor's place. He must have been the first one up but he couldn't see, "Daryl? C'mon little brother where are you?" No answer. Daryl wasn't dead. He couldn't be. The Governor wasn't that good. He'd torture his younger brother for days before he killed him. Daryl must be in a different room.
The door opened and he heard the Governor come in, "Well Merle. Hasn't been too long. Didn't think I would've caught you this quick. I was actually hoping to catch your brother alone. Use him as a demonstration to make sure that the prison doesn't attack. You'll be useful though." Merle growled at him, "You can do whatever you want to me. Don't touch Daryl." The Governor smiled, "You're in no position to give orders Merle. Anyway I figured that I'll kill him in front of you." Merle didn't say anything. It was best to remain quiet here. The Governor nodded smiling, "But not quickly. I'll make you watch him bleed out. I'll cut him up and let you watch him take his final breath. Maybe I'll see if I can get him to beg for his life. Or yours. That would be interesting wouldn't it?" Merle glared at him, "You'll leave my brother alone if you know what's good for you." The Governor nodded again and then left.
It was a half hour later when he heard Daryl's cry of pain. He tried to block out what he had heard but it kept echoing in his mind. If there was one person in the world that didn't deserve this it was Daryl. Merle wondered if he'd ever be able to talk to Daryl calmly again. If they'd be able to fix their relationship again. It was an hour after the Governor had left his room that he heard the next cry from Daryl and it was more like a scream then a cry. Whatever the Governor was doing to him, it was bad.
He heard a door slam shut and then the Governor arrived in his room, "Come with me now." Merle slowly got up and moved forward. The Governor pulled out a knife and Merle saw it stained with blood, "If you try anything on me. I'll kill your brother right now." Merle nodded. He wouldn't. Not yet. The Governor led him down the hall and then opened the door to one of the rooms. "Daryl? Come on now," the Governor said calmly as he stepped in. Merle scanned the room and then saw where his brother was. He was curled up against the back wall. He was bleeding from a cut down his side and arm and he wasn't wearing a shirt.
Merle was once again faced with seeing his brother's scars. He was faced away from the door and Merle saw his wrists. One of them looked like it had been hacked at with an axe. The Governor followed his gaze, "Ah yes. He tried some funny business and I showed him what the punishment was for doing it. Wants to be just like you Merle." Merle noticed now that it was Daryl's right hand, the same hand that Merle had lost. He stopped himself from lunging at the Governor for Daryl's sake. He couldn't let his brother die because he couldn't control his anger.
The Governor looked at him, "You can go see him if you want." Merle glared angrily at the taller man but slowly stepped forward. He reached down and slowly placed his hand on Daryl's arm. The shutter that passed through Daryl's body was enough to know this arm wasn't a good thing to touch. "Hey Daryl. Come on now get up. You're stronger than this. Let's go," he said softly. Daryl slowly tilted his head up, "Merle?" Merle nodded, "Yea it's me. You have to get up now Darlina. Can't spend your life down on the ground." Daryl looked at Merle and that's when Merle saw something in his eyes. There was a tiny flash of defeat right before his younger brother started to move. He sat up and then Merle kneeled next to him. Daryl looked at the ground, "I'm sorry Merle for….crying." Merle shook his head, "You can be sorry later."
The Governor hadn't seemed to be listening to them talk but he came over now, "Alright Daryl come on." The man grabbed Daryl by the same arm that Merle had touched and Daryl hissed through his teeth. The hiss turned into a groan and Merle wanted nothing more then to punch him the Governor in the face. The Governor dragged Daryl away from Merle and shoved him into a chair. There were handcuffs on the chair and soon Daryl was trapped in the chair. Merle got up, "Hey what are you doing?! You just hurt him ten minutes ago! Give him a damn break." The Governor turned to Daryl, "Well I guess I can take his time out on you. If that's what you really want." Merle nodded, "Yes." Daryl shook his head at Merle but the Governor had already made up his mind.
He took Merle to the chair across from Daryl and strapped him in. Daryl was looking at Merle but Merle looked anywhere but his younger brother. The Governor whistled and Maritnez came in. "Martinez, hold his head steady. Straight forward," the Governor ordered. Martinez nodded and pulled Daryl's hair back so he was looking directly at Merle. Merle waited for the Governor to come at him. No matter what he did he wouldn't say a word.
The Governor slowly walked up to him and raised the knife. The first cut didn't even make Merle flinch. Same with the second, third, and fourth. The fifth was a little deeper and Merle's arm twitched. He saw Daryl watching every movement. He'd caught the twitch. The Governor actually stabbed him in the arm the next time. It wasn't deep but it still hurt.
Merle grunted and that was enough for Daryl to be stupid. "Stop. Just stop. Do me instead," Daryl said as he fought to move forward. Merle glared at Daryl, "You better shut up there Daryl. I chose this. You keep it quiet there." Daryl opened his mouth but Merle stopped him quickly, "I said shut up." Martinez kept his grip on Daryl's hair and the cutting started again. Merle kept his composure through the whole thing. He couldn't let Daryl get himself involved again. Not anymore. His little brother needed him and this time he wasn't going to leave him.
Aw Daryl. Hey so if anyone wants a certain 'torture' method involved here I can see what I can do. I have a bunch of different parts of the story typed up but if I get any awesome ideas maybe I can fit some in. Comment them! Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be here in a day or two!