"So that was wierd right? Can someone tell me that was wierd." Felix says, walking through the forest with a bored expression on his face. When he heard they were going to war this morning, he didn't expect it to be So quite. "Like he never says goodbye to us, he just leaves."

After ten minutes of Felix's constant blabbing, Toby has decided that it's best to indulge him."Yes Felix... it was very weird."

"See? Thank you Toby." Felix says, casually bumping shoulders with his twin, trying to make him laugh. "Whats wrong liam?"

"Focusing." Liam says bluntly, eyes scanning the forest for movement. "Looking for umm... bad guys."

Connor chuckles and looks over his shoulder at the set of twins. He whispers "You should follow his example Felix."

"Huh? I'll have you know Im super aware right now. Like a anxious cat or a Mexican mother."

Even with her injury, Jacy couldn't resist the urge to bend over and pick a pinecone off the ground, tossing it at Felix's arm and making the boy jump from the impact.

"Oww" He whines, stroking his newly bruised tricep, "What was that for?"

"I wanted to test your Mexican like awareness." She chuckles, ignoring the strain in her leg. The muscle siezes, and were it not for Toby's help she definantly would've fallen."Shit, can we take a break?"

Connor takes a moment to think, they have been walking for a while, but it's been at a slow pace. Are they far enough away to stop and rest? "Two minute break."

"I'll keep watch." Mike volunteers, hes been on edge all day, which is understandable.

Liam looks over his shoulder at him and gives him a smile. "I'll join you."

Toby set his girlfriend down on a stump. "Hows it feel Jacy?" He asks, inspecting the wound with his eyes, but unable to see much due to her pants being in the way, they'll have to wait till they're safe before they know how hurt she is for sure.

"It stings like a bitch." She says, but with a light hearted chuckle, one that prompted Toby to make one of his own. "How about you? How you holdin up?"

"Me? Well Im fi..." he's interrupted by Felix slamming into him from behind, catching him before he goes face first into the tree stump.

Felix unzips Toby's backpack and starts rifling through the contents, moving ammo magazines and medical supplies out of the way "Oh well now that you mention it, I'm a bit peckish. Got anything to eat this bag Toby?"

"Peckish? And ya I got a granola bar in the front pocket. Didn't you pack food?" He hears Felix zip him back up before unzipping the smaller, front pocket of the backpack.

"I brought a apple, but it got smooshed."

"You brought a full apple?"

"Well why the fuck would I bring half a apple?"

Toby couldn't argue with that, but the size of the apple wasn't really the issue he was trying to bring attention to. "Dont you think you should've brought something smaller? Like a MRE or something like that?"

"Well that makes sense in hindsight."

"It makes sense in FORESIGHT!"

"Ohh!" Liams excited voice rings out, his index finger extended and pointing through the tree line. "I see him!"

Everyone except Jacy scrambles up and forward, wondering what the excited boy sees. "That's Dindu! It's gotta be right!?"

"Who's he carrying?"Felix asks squinting his eyes to see the distant figures.

"I think thats ummm... probably Carl?"

Suddenly the larger, Black figure throws the small boy straight up into the air, causing the group to give audible gasp before losing sight of it, the black figure descending out of their view.

"Oh my god, he just killed Carl!" Felix yells, a bit of shock in his voice. "No...no he wouldn't do that. Would he Toby?"

"I mean probably not but... maybe?"

Connor raises his hand to interrupt. "Breaks over, time to move."

Everyone groans but complies. Except for Liam, who's fixated on the the flashes of light in the distance. What is that? He wonders.

"Hey" Mike says as he clamps his hand down on the boys shoulder, shaking him from his daze. "We're leaving, you coming?"

"Umm yeah... do you see that?" He asks pointing at the reflective light in the distance, unsure what it is.

But Mike realizes, and he tackles the boy to the ground, saving Liam, but badly damaging his own shoulder. "Sniper!"

Toby sprints over to Jacy, wrapping her arm around his neck and grabbing his rifle with his free hand. "Lets move!" He screams, crouching under the wall off gunfire, a bullet scrapes his ear, but he ignores it.

Connor's Rifle was kicked away from him in the chaos, and he army crawls to grab it before rolling behind a nearby tree, finally able to get back to his feet without being killed instantly. He peaks around the base of the tree, trying to count the innumerable amount of hostiles in the area.

"Fuck!" He screams as he forces the panic down and out of his system, not letting it get to his head. His training kicks in, and he starts taking slow, deep breaths to counteract the tunnel vision brought on by panic.

"Keep your head down!" Felix screams to Liam, trying desperately to crawl over to his twin. He screams as a bullet richochets off the ground and embeds itself in his calf, burning his muscle as it settles in his flesh.

"Felix!" Liam screams as his brother is hit with a second bullet, this time in the forarm. "Felix! Get to cover!" He screams and trys to scramble to his feet.

Mike clamps a hand over the back of the boys neck and pins him to the ground. "Stay the fuck down!" He yells, using his own body as a shield. He's already soaked up four bullets and expects to soak up some more. He uses what ever strength he has left to push the boy towards cover before he inevitably passes out from blood loss. Connor attempts to peak around the tree, but the volume of bullets is simply too high.

They're suppressing me! He thinks, leaning his rifle around the tree trunk and firing blindly for a moment before his gun is shot and destroyed, some of his fingers being torn apart as a result. "Ahh fuck!" He screams and reaches for his side arm, his injured hand clutched against his chest like he used to do in training. The gunfire stops as a large figure flanks around him, and he feels cold metal pressed against his temple.

"Drop it." The voice growls, putting pressure on The former swat members temple. Connor sees a group of soldiers swarm around him, entrapping him and his group in a lethal circle. "I wont ask again." Connor takes a deep breath, but complies, letting the pistol drop the the forest floor, resting for a moment before the figure kicks it behind them. The figure grabs Connor by the back of the neck and uses brute strength to force him flat on the ground, its knee resting on his spine. Connor closes his eyes and begins a silent prayer.

Liam peeks at the figure and takes a moment to recognize him. "Carmine?" He questions. The man looks different, bigger, stronger then he was a year or so before. He was always a big guy, standing at six two and weighing in at two hundred five pounds, heavily muscled as to be expected from special forces. But now he looks like he could be two forty, maybe even more. The biggest difference liam notices however is his hair, it was long when he last saw him, and now it's a simple buzzcut. A symbol for his return to war? Liam wonders.

"Hey kid, hows that head of yours?" Carmine asks, holding his pistol to his chest but still aiming its barrel down and Connor, the larger man still unmoving. Liam remains silent and borrows his head in his hands. Carmine gives a little grunt before waving his gun in the air, signaling his soldiers to approach. "Take their weapons, and round em up."

The soldiers do as their ordered, Simon, Negans lieutenant was among them, his hand searching for a pulse on Mikes throat. "This ones dead." He says, and earns a confirmation nod from Carmine. "Damn, I guess I won't be getting that autograph."

Jacy swallows her anger at his comment, feeling a mixture of rage and terror bubbling up in a battle of emotional extremes,she's smart enough to know she can't allow either side to win. It would end in even more heartbreak... assuming anyone would be alive to feel it. "Damn it." She whispers under her breath so quietly she's not sure if she spoke at all.

"Did you say something sweet cheeks?" Carmine asks, shooting her a glare. "You know I remember you. You always mumbled under your breath but never had the guts to speak aloud, especially when Daddy was around. Where is he anyways?" After Jacys silence the man gets the message. "Damn, really? When?" Again, Jacy is silence, but Carmine isn't as forgiving this time. "Hey!" He yells, firing a shot close enough to her head she could feel the heat of the bullet scorch her temple. "You fucking bitch answer me when I'm talking to you!"

"Jacy..." toby whispers, looking at her with pleading eyes. Jacy, takes a shaky breath, trying to calm herself before speaking.

"Eight months ago." She whispers through clenched teeth, tears welling up in her eyes from the memory. "Eight months... I think."

"Hmm." The man grunts as if digesting the information. "Well, thats too bad. He never wronged me, so I'm sorry for your loss."

"I don't want your fucking sympathy!" She spits and Toby clamps his hand over her mouth to shut her up.

Carmine raises a curious eyebrow at the boy. "You, you weren't with them before. What's your name?"

"To-Toby Cu-C-Curtis" the boy answers through his stutter, something he hasn't gotten the hang of yet.

"Alright Toby Curtis, do you know who I am?" The man asks, as if his name wasn't stitched into his uniform. The man pats himself on the chest next to the stitch for extra help. "Any Idea at all?"

"James Carmine."

"Yahtzee!" The man says with no enthusiasm, twirling his gun around in the air before pressing it to the back of Connors head. "And do you know who this is?"

"Connor Lane."

"Right." The man says before letting his face contort in anger. "And do you know what he did to me?"

Jacy was confused, as far as she remembers Connor didn't do anything to Carmine. They were friends for a while, and then Carmine went crazy and all hell broke loose, igniting a massive fire fight that claimed the lives of forty two people. "What he did to you?"

"He never told you did he?" Carmine growls, pressing his pistol muzzle into the back of the mans skull. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised, I sure as shut wouldn't tell you if I did what he did." He moves off the man, picking him up by the back of his shirt and setting him down on his knees, facing the kids. "Go ahead Sergeant Lane. Tell em."

"I do this, and you'll let us go?"

"Fuck no, I'll still kill you. But I'll only kill you. Just you Connor."

"Alright." Connor says taking a deep breath, maybe his last. "I killed his wife... and son."

"What?" Jacy said, a chill radiating through her body. "What?"

"Thats right girlie." Carmine growl, pressing his muzzle to the back of Connors head again. "He killed Tanya and Andrew."

"I thought it was you." Connor whimpers, guilt clearly visible on his face. "I thought you were in that car, I'd never hurt them."

"But you did, you killed them." Carmine says. "And you killed my humanity right along side them." Carmines gun drops from Connors head to his back.He pulls the trigger and Connor's chest explodes outwards, bits of bone and organ showering the ground in front of him. Jacy wiped the crimson droplets off her face without thinking. Carmine puts his weapon back in its holster. "Simon, get em in the trucks."