CHCHAPTER 10: A PROBLEMATIC SITUATIONS
This is my tenth chapter of my story! I hope that you have liked it so far.
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Meanwhile, in the black room located in somewhere of the place called the Dog House.
Michonne immediately woke up from her unconsciousness after she felt someone unexpectedly tossing the bucket of ice-cold water straight to her faces, which ran all along of her body from her faces.
Soaking wet Michonne spluttered, after which she strongly coughed to get the water out of her respiratory tract, after which she shook her head to get the water off her face - and to get her still dizzy head to clear - while she slowly, grunting and moaning get up on her knees from the cold floor beneath of her.
"Ouh! My head..." Michonne moaned as she finally get to her knees, feeling her head aching like it was in fire or something and immediately tried to pull her hands towards her face to wipe the rest of water off her faces and eyes and then hold with both of her hands her from the strong head ache burning head.
After a while, when the ache in her head began to ease, Michonne lifted her head to up to a bit higher look around of her.
It was completely dark, making it to nearly impossible to say that where in the world she was.
The only lights in this entire dark place was in the next to her standing candle, which weak but still bright light was still warmly welcomed to the darkness around of her this dark place.
Michonne looked yet around of her, seeing nothing else but the darkness.
"Where I am?" Michonne said to herself...
...though that one self-question reminded her about those old detective films she had watched as a child a long before the Beginning of the End of the World, where a private detective has been knocked out cold... and when the detective always asks that very same self-question after waking up in some place - the movie's bad guys hideout or torture chamber - unknown to him or her.
However, this was far away from the old movies... because this was reality.
Michonne also noticed that she was in this dark unknown place all alone.
"Hey! Where's Rick?"Michonne asked from herself as she did not seen Rick in anywhere.
"Rick? Rick?" Michonne called the name of the man she loved.
However, there was no answer, telling to Michonne that Rick wasn't in this place whatever it was... or else Rick was somewhere else.
Michonne tried to recall everything what had happened to her.
All what Michonne correctly remembered was that she was with Rick - or partially separated from Rick - fighting against the people whom had attacked them, from the house to their camp base located in the open area in the woods and near of the road.
The forest around of the place was in fire and there was the massive herd of walkers everywhere, causing Michonne to be unable to reach to Rick, who was in the other side of the walkers and surrounded by them as well as she was.
Michonne also remembered that the last thing she saw was that Billy-guy's faces, before she felt very powerful knock against her head and went completely out... and that was all she remembered.
Michonne had no any idea that how she had get in here, and most importantly, what had happened to Rick or where he even was.
While looking around of her, the cold water, which was still running along her skin and dropped in drops from her soaking wet hair to her faces, bothered her eyes greatly from seeing anything and forcing Michonne to wipe our drops out of her eyes with her hands.
And because some one had tossed two buckets of ice-cold water over her, the water ran rapidly along her entire body and the coldness of both the water and this dark room caused Michonne to shiver out of cold.
The candle's flame was not enough to keep her warm.
So Michonne wrapped her arms around of her to keep herself warm.
Michonne even believed that she could feel her wet clothes to stick against her body's skin due to them being soaking wet like she herself.
However, she felt only the cold water only run along her body's skin.
Michonne looked down of her and noticed that some one had stripped her from her clothes, leaving herself completely naked - save for her black bikinis and her black women's underpants, which were - luckily to her mysterious captors - left untouched.
Because if she had found out she had been completely stripped, including her bikinis and her underpants, Michonne vowed that she was going to cut each of her captors limbs off with her sword.
However, Michonne soon found out that her vow just became far more difficult, and not only because of it that her sword was nowhere to see.
Michonne soon noticed that her legs started to lose their feeling, due to them being in the bent beneath of her weight and due to her being in the kneeling position for too long, though Michonne had no any idea that how long she has been on her knees.
She even felt that she was about to have cramps.
And that's why Michonne tried to get on her feet to prevent her legs to from those cramps.
However, once she made her attempt to stand up on her feet, she suddenly found it out difficult as she felt something painfully pulling her back on her knees to the ground from her neck, with the noise which sounded like the loosened chains.
After being forced to the ground, Michonne started to check her neck with her fingers, and felt that there was a some circular metallic thing around of her entire neck like a neck brace, and from which was leading four chains to four different directions.
Following one chain on her left side with her eyes, and with the help of the candle's light, Michonne found out that the chains were leading to the four metallic rings attached to the floor, two in front of her and two behind of her, and the short and easily tightened chains with their ends linked to the neck shackle around of her neck and to the rings were all together holding her in place... and the shackle's lock seemed to be behind of her head... blocking from her any attempt to escape.
Michonne coulnd't believe that she has been chained to the floor from her neck with the neck shackle like an animal to hold her still.
But why she was waken up with the bucket of ice-cold water.
That unexpected act and quite unpleasant waking up told to Michonne that there was somebody else in the room with her.
But not at all sympathizers but someone else.
Actually, Michonne did not even care that who was with her in the same dark room.
In fact, it would be enough for her if her captors just leave her locked to the neck shackle and leave her as near-completely stripped into this dark and cold place to both rot and shiver our of cold.
BUT NOOOO!
Immediately from the darkness appeared two bright spotlights of the torches right before of her faces, which were targeted at her.
"Hey! Whatta fuck?!" Michonne cursed and covered her eyes with her hands...
...as the bright spotlights from the torches greatly bothered Michonne's eyes, as they were slowly getting used to the darkness, once they appeared unexpectedly out from the darkness.
Michonne heard the heavy steps, which told her that someone was coming to her direction and was getting closer in any second... as well as her eyes bothering spotlights were getting even brighter.
The foot steps eventually stopped, judging of which the owners of the heavy steps and the bright torches were standing right before her.
"You really have fucking guts to do that! To blind someone unexpectedly by pointing with the bright spotlight from your fucking torches!" Michonne said to her captors, who did not responded in any way to her.
"And if you fucking assholes don't have something better things to do than torment your captivies, who happens to be chained to the floor from the neck like an animal, then I'll say that go to fuck off you fucking..." Michonne said, before she was rudely interrupted by...
"SHUT YOUR FUCKING TRAP, YOUR FUCKING BLACK SAVIOR BITCH!" One of her captors said, before he suddenly and painfully struck Michonne with the long and hard stick, whuch hit straight to Michonne's face, leaving a bad bruise to her left check and knocking her out cold.
All three of her captors just glared down at her, as she fell to the ground in unconscious.
And after that was done... in somewhere was opened the door and the light was released into the room, revealing the dark room to be the somekind of abandoned storeroom now turned into a holding cell.
And into the room stepped the large-sized, slender, muscular and firm-looking figure, who walked against the light coming from the doors, which covered most of his appearance, except that he seemed to be dressed into the military painted trousers and military boots, and he wore over himself a black trench coat.
The man was also carrying in his belt two large military knives and couple of Desert Eagle Mark XIX handguns with military print. four gun cases hanging on his back, in which he carried four Mossberg 590 "Compact Cruiser" shotguns and in his leftside was hanging Heckler & Koch G3A3.
The man, along with four bodyguards armed with Remington 870 Police Magnum shotguns and Norinco Type 56 rifles, eyed at Michonne's on the ground unconsciously lying body with the stern eye...
...before he turned to the man, who had just whacked Michonne's faces with the long stick, what he was holding in his hands.
As the light was released to the room, the man was revealed to be quite young adult but quite thin man with a bit chubby middle body. The man also had the red hair, blue eyes and a bit freckles in his face.
The man with the stick looked at the muscular man and his bodyguards awkwardly and with nervous expression in his face, like he had recklessly done someething he was not ordered to do to their prisoner.
The muscular tattoo-faced man looked for a long time at this guys eyes with the hard and stern cold glare.
However, the muscular man eventually turned his eyes from the nervous guy back to Michonne.
And then, he pointed harshly two other persons in the same room... and two of his bodyguards
"You four! Release this black Savior bitch from her neck shackle and bring her to Alpha's throneroom and place her under heavy guard until she'll be interrogated by our pack's alpha. And do it quick, before she wakes and attacks like the savaged wild cat."
"And because of that, don't forget to shackle her hands to the wooden posts, unless you want to see from closer an as a last thing in your lives that what this black hot chicken did to several of our pack members with the long knife, according to how he had described it." the man said sternly bur also warningly to the men.
"Yes, master Buster." the men said in unision, before they began to unlock the neck shackle around of Michonne's neck, while two of this Buster-called man's bodyguards held Michonne gunpoint with their Norinco Type 56 rifles.
Buster then turned around and started to walk off the room with his bodyguards...
...leaving the nervously after him staring guy with the stick to wonder that what was coming for him.
However, Buster then suddenly turned around and pointed with his finger at the guy with the stick.
"And take that reckless pooch to the excrement pit to shovel and cleaning work." Buster said to his with Remington 870 Police Magnum shotguns armed bodyguards.
Buster's two men immediately obeyed and roughly grabbed from the man's arms and began to drag him out of the room.
The man was badly surprised and completely caught off guard by this...
...and immediately started to protest this.
"What?! No! No! Nonononono! Not to the excrement pit! Not again! Have mercy! Don't take me to that pit! Anything but not that pit! Please, let me go!" The man pleaded with the disgusted horror, as he tried to get free from Buster's men's grasp, but with no avail.
Buster's men were too strong for the man, and even one of them was enough to keep him still... but two of them.
The man then turned his attention to Buster.
"Buster, please! What did I do now wrong to be deserved to be thrown into the excrement pit! You know that I hate that pit!" The man asked with complaining tone in the grasp of Buster's men.
"Tobias Shadow ordered us to bring this Savior bitch to his throneroom conscious, not unconscious, or was there something wrong in your ears, Buddy the Runt?! You know the rules, as any other in this Dog House. One of which is; "do not ever let the Savior to get to you!" And another one was; "the given orders must be obeyed". You screw up with both of them, labelling yourself as the bad dog... yet again!" Buster said to the man called Buddy.
"And you know the punishment for the bad pooches, Buddy. To be thrown to work in the excrement pit for twenty-four hours, which you know to be good time to think about what you have done."
"And one thing more yet, runt... I can't believe that this is already hundredth time from YOU in Doberman ranks when you screw up with given orders and get to be thrown into that pit! Why don't you just quit and do something else, if you're that tired, as you claim to be, of working twenty-four hours in that pit?" Buster asked with the annoyed tone...
...until he turned his back to Buddy and gestured with his hand for his henchmen to take Buddy away to the pit.
"You know what? Never mind. I'm not actually interested to know the reason... but my main guess is that the reason for your screws up is that you love pathing in the piles and scent of the dog's shit, don't you?"
Buster's henchmen laughed mockingly at this, before they dragged still protesting Buddy away from the room...
...and they were soon followed by Buster and the rest of his men, who took half-naked Michonne with them by dragging from her arms so that her unconscious body slid against the ground while they dragged her with them.
Meanwhile...
On the road leading to the Dog House.
"We got the problems! Very big, us outnumbering and extremely DEATH-SERIOUS problems after us!" Rick said.
"What kind of problems?" Both Zoe and Jackie asked from Rick.
After Rick had glanced at the side mirror, he realized that they've been chased... no one else than the group of eighty saviors - two in each forty bike - in the backs of their motobikes right on their tail, and whose number was still unknown to Rick.
They were driving right behind of them, but they were holding their fire against them.
However, three bikes suddenly drove to the van's left side and they kept approaching the van's driver's seat.
And along with drivers of the bikes, in the one of the bikes was as passanger one Savior, who looked like the leader of this group, and in the backs of another two bikes was sitting as passangers two bodyguard-like and armed saviors.
And once the bikes were close enough the van's driver's cab, the leader-like Savior then took out megaphone and turned towards the can's cab.
"Hey! Hey you! Yeah, you fucking dick in the driver's seat! Pull over, now! This is inspection of goods, Negan's goods, you're carrying inside of that van!"
Zoe's and Jackie's, though especially Zoe's, eyes widened in shock after hearing that voice like they recognized it already.
"Oh, shit! I know that voice! It's Danny! He leads a group of the Saviors, who comes every week to the border of our territory to have goods from us!" Zoe explained.
"What?! Saviors?! But this is our territory! They're not allowed to come here! We had the deal with their main boss!" Jackie said in behind.
"Rule number one, Jackie. Never trust to the Saviors' promises that they would keep their word. All what they think is their own stomach and the deals with them are only their excuses to steal more than just half and torment the other communities survivors... or even kill them without mercy... just for fun. And believe me, Jackie. I've seen this already." Rick said, before she turned to Zoe.
"But this Danny-guy. Is he the leader of these Saviors out here or...?" Rick asked, until he was interrupted by the another sound through of megaphone.
"Pull over! In the name of Jencko the Horror, Negan's second-right-hand-man and the ruler of three outposts of this area, pull over! Now!"
Rick's attention was caught immediately that name Jencko.
"Great... first they're talking continually about Negan, either with the fearful respect towards him and with tauning tone towards the others outside of his rule, and now they're talking about this fucking Jencko-guy!" Rick said with the frustration, before he turned to Zoe and Jackie.
"Who the fuck is this Jencko-guy?"
After Rick mentioned the name Jencko, Zoe snorted extremely loud out of the frustration... and unmatched disgust and hatred.
"UGH! That fucking ugly black abomination full of disgustingness! Maldito sea su nombre! And if you ask me, I say that he has our fucking permission to go back to among of the other fucking black people in Africa!" Zoe screamed in frustration and rage.
However, despite being chased by the Saviors, Zoe calmed down a little bit.
Zoe also turned to look at the direction of driver's seat, where Rick was surprisingly to her glaring at her with a bit scolding look in his eyes - despite their dead-serious situation right on their tail - after noticing the pure tone of racism in Zoe's tone of voice while speaking about the black people during of her outburst...
...just as if Zoe apparently had something against the dark-skinned people. Both the good ones, such like Michonne, and bad ones, such like this Jencko-guy, who turns out to be dark-skinned guy, according to Zoe's racist attitude and talk about this guy.
Zoe immediately sensed the scolding tone in Rick's eyes without the need of words and immediately calmed down, knowing that she owed to Rick the explanation.
"Don't get me wrong, Grimes. Normally, even after all this shit has begun, I still stand against racism against the black people..." Zoe started with the apologizing tone, if Rick felt it offended for Zoe's attitude towards the black people, including Michonne and all those dark-skinned people of his group or allies who were either dead or still alive; such like Duane, Morgan's son, Jacqui, T-Dog, the prisoners Big Tiny and Oscar, Bob, Tyreese, Noah, Alexandria's Scott and Heat, Hilltop's Bertie, Gabriel, Sasha and Michonne.
"And I clearly understand if you felt offended because of what I just said, and because you yourself having a black girlfriend. I get it, because John Gabriel was in fact also one of black people and I didn't care of it if he war, but still he suffered greatly from the racism against him through of his childhood a long before the Beginning of the End of the World, and only because of his religious habits and his skin color... and I myself took the great offence of that, with the reaction of physical violence of course." Zoe explained.
"And he was not the only one who suffered from the racism against him. Even I myself suffered from it back in the high school. But the reason for the racism against me was not only because of my race and nationality, which is hispanic/american, though I've born in America, but mostly because I was far more better in hispanic language lessons, thnaks to me being born with the hispanic tongue as my heritage from my now-dead hispanic mother's side, than those stupid racist street pricks, who were always after every hispanic language lesson mocking me due to my know-how with the hispanic language... even calling me a dirty hybrid
"And the worst of them all, was Jencko, the horror of the neighborhood. That filthy black barbarian rat, who lived in the streets as an leader of the other street thugs called by name "Street Rats". He was the one who constantly tormented me... calling me a dirty abomination and always gave me the hard kick to my butt as an "Goodbye and good luck to my journey back to spain where I so-called belonged"."
"I honestly can't believe or don't know how did that dirty filthy animal, along with several of his barbarian thugs, made their way to the High School. But that animal did not even seem to be interested in studying. Far from it. Instead, that sick black barbarian was far more interested, or more likely filled with the sick desire of violence and causing the physical pain to the others."
"And believe me, He did everything to satisfy his lust for violence in the High-School... and even in the neighborhood where I lived. For example, he marked several places with more than a five-metres-long distance from him as his "territories" everywhere where he moved. And with that, he mercilessly tormented the other High-School students and passers, whom he considered as "trespassers" on his so-called territories, with the extreme ruthless territorial attitudes. And yet threatening the students with the physical violence, he stole from every student he encountered in his territory their lunch moneys, lunches or their boxes full of biscuits and pastries for the High school's bazaar as "payment" for passing his territory. He even got a couple innocent students beaten up by his thugs to half dead, because they - so he said - haven't paid for passing nor for his time of threatening them, which he considered to be the wasting of his time with them. His lust for violence was that great, that he even claimed the neighborhood children's playground as one of his territories and ruthlessly launched the attack upon ten-years old innocent children just for fun, mercilessly beating them up. He even forced some students to sell from him illegal drugs, and threatened them to never tell the police about him, or else he would have either them or their family be be beaten up half-dead."
"And even that was not yet enough for him... for example, that animal one day came with four of his gorillas into my room and locked me and himself in there, claiming that my room was his a new territory and that he owns me like enslaver. And after his barbaric goons had roughly stripped off my clothes and tied me up to my own bed from my arms and legs, and after placing his gorillas to guard my room's doors to prevent any interference, he attempted to get to me through the sexual violence... only to be interfered by the timely arrive of the police. His goons were caught, but Jencko escaped and sabotaged the police cruisers by exploding them with his hand-made bombs to give to the officers something else to worry about and buy to himself enoiugh time to escape from the cops... But not before he left an extremely offensive message for the cops to the High School's wall. "Zoe explained and took - as best as she sould due to her hands being still tied up - out of her pocket the picture of Jencko's message to show it for Rick.
Because of them being chased by the Saviors, Rick was not completely able to turn his eyes from the road to the picture right now... but he quickly paind a look at the picture of the wall, to which has been written with the red spray paint that...
"SCREW YOU, COPS! AND GO HOME TO FUCK YOUR MOTHER, WIVES AND DAUGHTERS BEFORE I COME AND FUCK THEM INSTEAD!"
Rick then turned his attention back to road.
"I understand, Zoe, and let me guess the rest. Because of his disturbed behavior, threatening, illegal drug trafficking, sexual assault on you, as well as his outrageous vandalism against the police property, He's definitely listed into the list of the most wanted people by police. Am I right? And do not bother to ask that how do I know, because you already know the answer to that by yourself." Rick said.
Zoe nodded as agreement.
"Yes indeed, and he has been wanted and searched by police for a long time. However... he just disappeared to beyond of the police's reach and he was not seen or heard for several years before the Beginning of the End of the World and all of this shit."
Zoe then let out the loud snort out of frustration.
"And... Out of all the worst nightmares in the this world without law and order... the particular guy who rose as the leader of these Savior freaks had to be...!" Zoe said, until he was interrupted by the sound of the leader of this group through of his megaphone.
"HEY! ARE YOUR FUCKING EARS FILLED WITH THE EAR WAX OR WHAT?! PULL OVER THE CAR, YOU STUPID FUCKING PRICK, OR WE'LL SHOOT YOUR TIRES TO SHREDS! I'M NOT GONNA ASK AGAIN AFTER THIS ONE MORE TIME, SO PULL OVER AND NOW!" The bikers leader ordered.
This immediately snapped Rick and Zoe out of their thoughts.
"Hello?! Zoe and... Prick?! Dick?! whatever! Do we already know each others? If we do then good! Now enough of storytelling! We have a serious problem right in our tail and you're speaking of some barbaric guy who deserves to lie in the grave! What if you two now focus completely into driving and getting us out of here as fast as you can!"
Rick couldn't agree more.
Rick turned his eyes to forward to the road, until he suddenly spotted that they were heading towards the bridge straight ahead.
There was wondering some walkers, which were all heading the underside of the bridge, like there was some unfortunate camp of survivors that had fell under of the walker attack and whom were now feasting the survivors bodies.
There was also the metallic handrail on the verges of the bridge, which ends were bent to different directions.
Taking account of this... as well as this Danny-guy and his goons right next to them, Rick formed the plant to take all three of them out with one single blow.
He then turned to the window on his side and looked to the side mirror.
"I DIDN'T HEARD YOU, YOU ASSHOLE! COME CLOSER, NEXT TO THE DRIVER'S SEAT SO THAT I CAN HEAR YOU FAR MORE BETTER!" Rick shouted to Danny through of the window, much to Zoe's and Jackie's shock and confusion.
Rick did not have to wait for an answer than just five minutes.
"Fine, and once I'm there right next to you, you fucking prick, I'm gonna speak so loudly through my megaphone to your left ear that it loses its sense of hearing for good!" Danny threatened arrogant...
...only secretly earning from Rick the sly grin, because Rick had realized that Danny had taken his bait and gone into his trap... and probably Danny and his henchmen had not even noticed the bridge and it's handrail's bent end.
Zoe looked from aside Rick's doings with confusion, before she turned to Jackie in the backside of the van.
"What that damn crazy dick is doing?" Jackie asked, to which Zoe only shrugged her shoulders.
Following the situation and this Danny-guy's and his goons cautionless - though the passanger Saviors holding the submachine guns in their hands ready to fire - approaching towards the cab of the van from the side mirror, as well as keeping an eye on the bridge and the underside of the bridge dead ahead, which indeed was one unfortunate camp full of cars and tents, now overrun by walkers, who were devouring the dead bodies, Rick waited the rightful moment to strike.
And once Danny and his goons were nearly close of the van's cab, Danny took his megaphone out and prepared to speak loudly towards Rick, though he did not saw him yet.
"Alright, prick! One last time! Pull..." Danny started, until he was suddenly interrupted...
...as Rick suddenly turned to the right and then made the hard left turn!
Danny and the driver of his bike were caught by surprise, but tjhe driver of the bike still managed to turn his bike to the left to avoid the collision with the van... and so did his bodyguards-like henchmen.
BAD MISTAKE!
Rick then quickly turned the van to the right, much to Danny and his men's surprise.
However, when they eventually turned their looks to the road, it was too late to avoid the next and un-false collision with the bridge's handrail's bent end.
The trio's - along with another bike trio's, who had thougth that Danny was about to drive in the front of the moving van to make it stop - bikes collided roughly against the bent end of the bridge's handrail and the each others, causing the collision to roughly toss Danny and the one less dozen Saviors off the road and either roll along a small hillside or fly over the bent end of the bridge's handrail and fall to the underside of the bridge...
...among of the walkers, whose attention was immediately caught by the collision of the saviors bikes against the bridge's handrail's bent end...
...and down along of them fell or along the hillside rolled Dany and the Saviors aroused interest of the walkers, who started to walk towards the saviors dying on the ground, extending their grappling dead hands towards the Saviors and growling in dead hunger!
With the bad bruises and scratches and most of them having their limbs broken either from the collision or from the fall down from the hillside - as an example, the collision had tossed one of the bikes down to the underside of the bridge and it had landed over one of Danny's legs with all its weight, breaking his knee in process - the saviors hurriedly took out their pistols and started to fire with then at the walkers.
However, the saviors were wasting their ammo to the walkers upper bodies rather than their heads... until they ran out of ammo.
The walkers then swarmed with the groups of then-fifteen walkers around of each saviors, pinned them down with their mass number and the weight of their own undead bodies and started to tear them apart, pouring the flesh and guts out of their stomaches.
Danny screamed like the little girl as the herd of zombified children started to devour and rip the flesh off the bones of his legs like the flock of piranhas.
Screaming in agony and pain, and looking around of him with his eyes to crab something to use it as an weapon against the walkers, though knowing or not accepting that it was too late for him already...
...Danny took the shovel lying next to his and started to whack with it the kid walkers head, slicing them in half.
Until more walkers came to the scene and started to devour his arms and upper body... causing Danny to scream louder in pain!
Before getting completely covered by the herd of walkers, Danny looked one more time up and saw the van driving away over the bridge.
Filling with the vengeful anger one more time...
"AFTER THEM! KILL THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS!" Danny ordered his remaining Saviors, before one walker took the wide bite from his throat, ripping off his jugular and causing him to slowly die to the loss of blood.
But before Danny fell to his final sleep, he saw from the corner of his eye that the rest of his team were going without the hesitation - including without the willingess to go down there to help their already dead leader - after the escaping van.
To be continued...
Tenth cliffhanger...
These themselves Street Dogs calling people are taking captured Michonne to interrogation, and on the road, the angry Saviors are in the hot pursuit after Rick, Zoe and Jackie.
What will happen next, we'll find out the next time.
I hope that you guys liked this chapter.
See ya.APTER