THE NEXT DAY...

Carl's POV

When morning came I stood outside the prison, placing dead bodies of all my dad and I's kills on the back of the trailer with Michonne and Dad. We're going to burn them in the woods so the smell wouldn't attract more walkers.

All the sick for the medicine last night as soon Daryl pulled the minivan to the prison. And since my dad won't allow me to go inside and visit Madison, Maggie has been giving me updates on her. And she's doing really well. Better than yesterday. Glenn and Sasha and all the others are doing so much better too.

"All right that's all of them," Dad said as he walked away.

"Care to join me? It could take a while and I could us some company," Hershel asked while looking at Michonne and I.

"Sure," Michonne replied. I nodded.

Michonne, Hershel, and I, got in the truck and Hershel drove us into the woods and parked the truck by a clearing. He turned the car off and we got out. Michonne and I dragged the bodies out and put them in a pile while Hershel watched for walkers.

After they were all in the pile, Michonne pulled out a lighter and lit them on fire. The three of us watched as they burned. And after they burned and was only a pile of burnt walker corpses, we walked back to the car, ready to go back to the prison.

Michonne walked up to the drivers door, but was knocked in the head. She fell to the ground, unconscious. I glanced up from Michonne's unconscious body and my eyes widened. I immediately pulled out my gun and aimed it straight ahead...at The Governor.

"Put the guns down," The Governor demanded. Hershel did, but I didn't. "Put the gun down. Now." I kept it up.

"Carl put the—" Hershel said, but was interrupted as I felt a surge of pain in my shoulder. I dropped my gun and held my shoulder in pain as I fell to my knees. He shot me! No one heard it, for The Governor had a silencer on his gun.

"Tie the other two up, I'll get the girl," The Governor ordered. Three men came out of the trees. One went to Hershel while the others came to me.

He lifted me up and tied my hands behind my back and blind folded me. I winced as he tied my hands, for he jerked my arms back, causing pain from gunshot wound to spread.

"Move," The man said, pushing me forward. I walked forward, wincing at each step. My shoulder was beginning to burn even worse than it had before.

I was shoved into what I assumed was a car and I could feel two others beside me. I'm going to take a wild guess and say they're Hershel and Michonne.

My suspicions of wondering if it were a car, was confirmed. It was indeed a car, for it lurked forward and it became a bumpy ride. After fifteen minutes or so, the car came to a stop.

I was pulled out of the car and I was immediately hit with the smell of food cooking, people talking, and feet shuffling.

"Move," The man snapped. I walked forward, the man shoving me left and right in the direction he wanted me to. I was lifted up then set down on something hard. I'm guessing a floor?

The blindfold was taken off of me and I noticed I was sat on the floor of a trailer across from the now conscious Michonne and Hershel, who sat on the a bench.

Michonne furrowed her eyebrows at my gunshot wound and her eyes widened and filled with pure hatred and anger. "He. Shot. You?"

"Yeah," I replied weakly.

"You okay?" Hershel asked.

"I feel weak, like I'm going to pass out," I replied.

The door to the trailer opened and none other than The Governor himself walked in. He crossed the trailer and sat down in a chair.

"What are you using us for?" Hershel asked.

"I'm getting the prison one way or another. I needed some leverage." The Governor simply replied.

"So you needed to knock me out, shoot a kid, and kidnap all three of us so you can take our prision?" Michonne asked, anger dripping from her tongue as she glared daggers at him.

"Yes," The Governor nodded, an evil smirk on his lips.

"If you do this, you'd be killing innocent people. We have children, a baby." My heart clenched at the mere thought of losing my sister. "My family is there. My daughters are there. If you know what it's like to have a daughter than you should know how this makes me feel," Hershel said.

The Governor stood from his chair, grabbed his gun off the counter, and walked to the door. He opened the door and turned to Hershel. "They're not mine, why should I care?" He then walked out, closing the door behind him.

I felt my head begin to fall forward as my vision blurred. "Carl, are you all right?" Hershel asked.

"It's going to be all right, Carl. Just try and stay with us." Michonne said. I nodded weakly and lifted my head, forcing my eyes to stay open.

The Governor drove down the road, lots of cars following behind this car. We soon came to familiar scenery. The prison.

Oh-no.

The Governor pulled up to the fence and got out of the car. A tank pulled up to the fence and shot a bomb at the prison, right at Cell Block 'B'. Thankfully that cell block was empty.

My heart was beating rapidly as I watched the prison. Everyone I love is in there.

I seen figures coming out of the prison and stopping at the fence. I recognized a few of them immediately.

The blonde hair. Beth.

The short brown hair. Maggie.

The tan sweater. Sasha.

The black beanie. Tyrese.

The brown vest. Bob.

The crossbow. Daryl.

The tan buttoned shirt. My dad.

"Come down here Rick! We need to talk!" The Governor yelled from on top of the tank.

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