Jestalnaker94000- Glad you've been enjoying all the chapters that I have been cranking out, now as to how the story will continue, read on!
Whitetiger789- Yeah, I wanted The Governor and Crawford to have a friendship type of relationship where, even if they don't totally agree on something, it won't be a struggle between them. So while The Governor still calls most of the shots, Crawford has some power too and they get along quite well.
Sokol848- I'm happy you and most everyone likes Oberson's involvement! As for the , I have a massive storyline planned out already post the prison and Woodbury arc, and I'm excited to get that soon. Thanks for the review!
TWD Jacob 11- I'd love for our five survivors to get out of this jam unscathed as well my friend
Blaszczu2500- Yes I couldn't find any stories either that had Oberson alive and still around before, and I felt his twisted set of ideals worked well with a Governor lead Woodbury
KevinRock8899- Oberson is going to be a major character for the rest of the prison arc so a lot will be learned about him, I promise.
Thedarkpokemaster- So I will say that Oberson has not lost Crawford and then went to Woodbury, in this story, he is simply from Woodbury. That being said, that means he still is trying to implement the rules of Crawford like the game, into Woodbury too. Also, yes, Sophia and Molly are indeed bonding a little bit, seeing as the poor girl has no one to turn too and Molly has missed her little sister.
Guest- Thanks for taking the time to review, I'm glad you're liking the story! And yeah, when I started the story I wanted there to be a specific group of telltale survivors in the comic that could add something and be affected by things but I didn't want it to dilute the story and make them seem pointless if I just added a million of them. So I only try to add a few to the story at a time.
Enjoy
Chapter 21: Do I Make Myself Clear?
The Governor held a sickening smile as Gabe, Bruce, and Oberson held the prison survivors at gunpoint. Glenn stumbled to the wall and pressed himself against it, breathing heavily in wild panic. Oberson made sure to keep his revolver pressed roughly against Kenny's head while Bruce kept his gun on Rick and Gabe kept his on Lee. The Governor took a moment as he watched the survivors making sure they weren't going to try anything funny, as well as enjoying the fear on their faces.
"Nothing funny, got me?" Oberson hissed out to Kenny, flicking the man's ear with the barrel of the revolver,
"So that's it then, you just gonna feed us to your walkers?" Is that what you did with the people from the helicopter?" Rick asked with an icy stare,
"Yep, the couple is being chopped up right now for the reward feast after the fight. They'll be all gone by morning, well that is unless a fighter gets too close to the biters, and they are full after the fight. Our people won't admit it but that's the real reason they come to the fights, they want to see someone die, that's why they're so popular," The Governor explained with a chuckle,
"You sick fuck!" Michonne screamed out,
Gabe quickly moved from Lee and grabbed Michonne, holding her with one hand and pressing his gun to her head, "Hey! Keep your fucking mouth shut!" Oberson boomed out, "Your armored escort here may be tough but you'll have five bullets in you if you act up again!"
The Governor smiled, "Thank you Oberson, you see, this is exactly why we have such a good partnership," The men said while looking around at the survivors, "So why don't we just get something out of the way, it'll make everything a lot less tense. Can we all realize that we have all the guns and you're defenseless. If you try anything you will be killed, not that I really care if you have your brains blown out, I just want to talk without getting interrupted,"
"You got us over a barrel, you want to talk, then talk," Lee frowned back,
"I agree, I don't want to miss the fight, so let's just get to it," The Governor agreed, "Your friends in that helicopter, I didn't want anything from them, or rather nothing I could get from them. The woman survived the crash and she told us everything we wanted to know, provided we asked in a not so nice way," The Governor said with a snicker, "They were holed up in some news station in downtown Atlanta, her and the rest of the people who worked there, including the pilot who died in the crash,"
"Him, that's someone we could have used," Oberson grunted,
The Governor shook his head, amused by Oberson's thought as he didn't see any value in a pilot these days, "Whatever, either way, their little group ran out of food or something and turned on each other, started killing one another. Those two jumped in their helicopter and took off, except some sick fucker sabotaged it, guess they didn't want to get left behind. There's a lesson to be learned there, you gotta keep people preoccupid, fucking and reading will only keep them happy for so long."
"Hence the sporting event," Oberson said while motioning out the window, "Some of the simple folk just don't know how to get their heads out of their asses yet and need the distraction,"
The Governor let out a nod, "Exactly, but enough about that, for now. So, there are a lot of things in that building we'd have loved to have, but Oberson and I both know that a building inside of biterville, isn't going to be an option for us to get to, so they were worthless to me. And if someone has to be fed to the biters then why not them?" The Governor asked with a shrug.
"You're a pair of sick fuckers," Kenny hissed out only for Oberson to slam the butt of his revolver into the back of his head, sending the man down to his knees,
"Ken!" Lee exclaimed causing Oberson to point his gun to him,
"Quiet!" Oberson shouted out, "Both of you keep your mouth shut!" Lee clenched his fists and pursed his lips as he watched the man yank Kenny back to his feet,
The Governor let out a short chuckle and peered out the window, "Better hurry this up, the fights are starting, now where was I? Ah yes, so the people from the helicopter were useless, so I fed them to the biters. But you folks, I know you can be of use to me. You all walked here, that means your base is close," The Governor explained before looking to Michonne, "That's right sister, I don't believe your little story one bit. Guess you were right not to trust me,"
"But you guys look like you're doing fine here, what do you want from us?" Glenn asked in a shaky voice,
"Whatever you have," Oberson snapped back, "Do you know what it takes to keep a community of fifty people going? We need your food, your guns, your ammo, those suits. We're not fools, you think we believe that you just found those on the side of the road?"
"You think we've been living somewhere? That we're hiding something?" Lee quickly asked, "It's not true, we've just gotten lucky, these suits? We found a swat van early on and took them from there, probably the only reason we're alive today. We go from place to place, just surviving each night! We have nothing!" Lee exclaimed,
"You are a good liar my friend, but I'm just not buying it. You don't even have a bottle of water on you. So you're gonna tell us what we want to know and we're going to take whatever you have," The Governor calmly replied,
"We're not telling you a fucking thing becasue there is nothing to tell!" Rick shot back. Suddenly The Governor's face twisted into anger and he jumped up, grabbing Rick's right hand, "Hey!"
"Hold Them!" The Governor yelled out to Oberson while he yanked Rick forward, "I don't think this motherfucker realizes just how serious this situation is!"
"Let him go!" Kenny shouted as Oberson whacked him again,
"Bruce hold him down, Oberson, Gabe, keep the others in line," The Governor ordered,
Bruce quickly charged forward, slamming Rick's face onto the table in front of him, "Yes sir!"
The Governor smiled wide and moved down to Rick's ear, "Bruce here is real strong, so struggling is a waste of your time, now let's get something straight. You will tell me what I want to know, we've got five of you that means we can do all sorts of things to you in front of each other. One of you will break, that's just how it works. I will get what I want and there is nothing you can do to prevent it, do I make myself clear?" The Governor asked while he pulled out a large bowie knife from his belt, "How about now?!" He exclaimed as he slammed the knife down on Rick's wrist, severing it from his body/
"Rick!" The group yelled in unison.
Michonne sprinted at the Governor tackling him down onto the table while Kenny spun around and wrestled Oberson for his revolver. Lee turned to move only for Gabe to jam his gun into the man's face halting him. Kenny and Oberson let out some grunts as they fought over the weapons before it suddenly went off, the shot ringing out, almost deafening the survivors in the room. For a moment the pair stood unmoving before Kenny fell back, the bullet having ripped right through his left eye.
Lee's eyes went wide and Glenn felt tears rolling down his cheeks, it was only then did they hear The Governor yelling out for Bruce, Michonne was pinned down on top of him and when the large bald man pulled her off of him, she bit down on his ear, ripping over more than half of it on her way off. "I'll break this bitchs neck, say the word boss!" Bruce yelled as he held an arm around Michonne's neck,
"No! Don't touch her, I don't want one bruise on her that doesn't come from me!" The Governor shouted back as he held his bleeding ear. He looked over to Oberson who stood over Kenny's body, "Is he dead?"
Oberson knelt down and shook his head, "Not yet," He plainly stated,
"Good, the fight is over, as soon as the crowd clears out take one eye and lefty here to the Docs," The Governor replied, "They don't die yet, and these three? Take shaft and the boy and lock them up, but put our piece of brown sugar into the room,"
"Understood," Oberson nodded as he reached down and pulled Kenny up over his shoulder, "Bruce, grab him, Gabe bring them down to lock up," The man quickly ordered,
The Governor calmly moved to the door and opened it following Bruce and Oberson down to the infirmary while Gabe marched Lee, Michonne, and Glenn right under the arena, tossing the men into a small garage meant for the old race cars that used to drive on the arena above and Michonne into one right next to them. In the meantime, The Governor called , their talented surgeon, to be ready for their arrival.
As the group of three men arrived, The Governor pushed open the pair of doors into the infirmary, quickly spotting who paced in his doctors jacket. The doctor was a tall, thin, clean shaven man. He wore a pair of old thin framed glasses and kept his white hair slicked back and neat. As he turned and looked at the Governor, still clutching his ear, he frowned, "Phillip you best have a good reason to have called me up so late, I swear if someone's not dying I will-"
"Stevens, shut the fuck up, we have a situation here!" The Governor shouted out as Oberson and Bruce pushed into the room,
"What happened to your ear?" Stevens asked in surprise,
"Never mind that, save these men," The Governor replied without hesitation,
"Jesus!" The doctor exclaimed while rushing over to Rick and Kenny as soon as the men set them down on a pair of infirmary beds, "Who are these men, I've never seen them! What the fuck happened to them?! Is this the result of one of your damn fights Phillip?!"
"I thought we had an agreement Doc, We keep this community safe, fed, and happy, and in turn, you don't ask any questions," The Governor snapped back,
Doctor Stevens stared at The Governor for a long minute before Oberson spoke up, "These men are bleeding to death, do something!"
Stevens shook his head and turned his attention to Rick and Kenny, rushing over and inspecting the pair of them, "This isn't good, they have both lost a lot of blood, and I don't know how extensive the damage that was done to this man is," The older man explained as he looked at Kenny, his eye socket sputtering out blood, "We'll have to use what's left of the O-Negative blood,"
"Use it," The Governor ordered,
"I'll need help, please send Alice down," Stevens asked in turn,
"Alice?" Oberson scoffed, "We don't need your intern right now, I'll go get Logan,"
"I don't want that man in here!" The Doctor shot back, "He can hold a needle steady and doesn't listen to my orders, I need someone I can trust right now!"
"Logan was an actual doctor," Oberson growled, "Alice was some college brat, this isn't a discussion on who you like better,"
"He's right, they need to live, Oberson get Logan," The Governor nodded causing the man to turn and jog out of the infirmary, "I'll send Alice down too, use whatever you need and keep the generators running all fucking night, I don't care, they have something I need and I am far from done with them,"
Doctor Stevens moved to a cabinet and quickly began pulling a mixture of medical supplies out, "Whatever say, Mister Governor, you're the boss," He muttered in dry sarcasm,
"Right, very cute Stevens, as if you've ever been anything close to obedient," The Governor scoffed in an annoyed tone, before removing his hand from his ear, "Looks like the bleeding stopped, you work on them, I'll come back later for you to bandage this up," With that Bruce and The Governor turned to leave, "And don't you damage their armor either, that's ours now!"
Doctor Steven's didn't reply, he focused on trying to slow the flow of blood from Rick's stump, however after a long few minutes the older man hissed out, "What has this monster done to you?"
Meanwhile, a few buildings up the street Oberson pushed into an apartment building, moving to the third apartment and slamming his fist on the door. After a few long minutes an older man, nearly balding and with white scruff growing over his face, slowly opened the door, rubbing his eyes, "Oberson? It's late, what do you want?" The man grumbled,
"Logan, we have a situation, two men are down at the infirmary, they are dying and Stevens can't save them on his own, you need to get down there now," Oberson ordered,
Logan let out a scoff, "I find it hard to believe that the damn general surgeon down there can't handle this on his own, I'm going to back to bed," Logan then attempted to close the door,
"Excuse me?" Oberson asked as he slammed his hand against the door halting it's closure,
Logan glanced back, "Stevens won't work with me, he says I don't know what I'm doing and just wants to keep using Alice, so let him!" Logan said growing frustrated,
"Alice isn't a doctor, you are," Oberson growled in frustration,
"I was a paramedic, not a doctor, so I don't-" Logan continued to argue only for Oberson to grab his collar yanking out into the hall,
"Listen!" Oberson boomed out while slamming the old man against the wall, "I don't give a fuck what you or Stevens have to say about each other, you both have a job to do and if you can't do that job, then you don't serve a purpose anymore." Oberson pulled Logan closer to his face and lowered his voice, "And if you don't serve a purpose then I have no use for you anymore," Logan's swallowed hard as he stared back at Oberson in fear, "So, you going down to the infirmary?" Logan quickly nodded, "Then get the fuck out of my face," Oberson growled as he shoved the doctor back into the wall. Logan turned and sprinted off towards the infirmary while Oberson watched, shaking his head in disapproval at the man.
Hours passed by in the town until they finally reached the early hours of the morning, Oberson having checked in with his trusted guard Jeff, felt assured that everything they'd brought back from his scavenging mission was properly catalogued. The man also took a moment to check around the wall, making sure the perimeter was secured and no dead were massing up. Just around four in the morning the man headed back to the arena, heading under the location meeting up with The Governor who was staring into a large garage where they held the biters who were reaching the end of devouring the helicopter survivors bodies.
"Phillip," Oberson nodded respectfully,
The Governor turned towards the man, giving him a simple nod back, "We can learn a lot from them Oberson, I've been watching them all night, they don't stop, they eat until it's all gone and only then are they content," The Governor began to explain, "I almost admire them, the thing you have to realize is they're no different from us,"
"I could argue a few ways against that thought, but go ahead explain," Oberson lightly joked as he walked over, leaned against the door, looking in at the feasting walkers,
"They want what they want, they take what they want and once they've taken it they're only content for the briefest of time. Then they want more," The Governor replied with an almost proud tone,
"Hard to argue against that, they even have advantages to us, they never have to worry about trust. A walker is a walker, no matter which one it is, they are all in it together after the same thing," Oberson muttered out before looking back towards The Governor,
"What? I'm pretty busy here," The Governor asked,
"The prisoners, the two guys, I think they've sat long enough, they're shaken up pretty well and the girl, I think she's calmed down enough," The Governor lips creeped up into a grin, "I'll go see what I can get outta those two and you talk to her,"
"What are we waiting for?" The Governor said with near giddy excitement as the pair headed over towards the others.
As they reached the two sets of garage doors Oberson peered in, seeing Glenn huddled in tears while Lee continued to look around the cell, seemingly trying to figure a way out. He watched the pair for a long few minutes, getting a read on them and which one would be willing to talk to him. Meanwhile The Governor and Bruce, who had been guarding the survivors, opened up Michonne's door. The young woman sat on her knees, her arms tied to separate walls by tight ropes which she continued to struggle against.
"Bruce, do me a favor," The Governor said as he entered Michonne's cell, smiling at the woman as she stared him down, "Take off her pants and tie her right foot to that wall and he left one to that wall," Michonne pulled against her ropes again causing The Governor chuckle, "Don't struggle too much yet there girl, you're going to want to save your energy," The man continued as he watched Bruce throw Michonne's pants to the side leaving her bare, "After your done Bruce leave us, and close the door behind you. Tell me girl, how long do you think it'll take before I destroy your sense of security, like seriously fuck you up? I'd say half an hour, but I plan on doing this everyday as much as possible until you figure out a way to kill yourself,"
Michonne refused to be shaken or react to the man's sick words, even once Bruce left the room and shut the door sealing her shut in the room with him. The Governor undid his belt and dropped his pants, "This is going to be fun," He all but whispered out as he approached a helpless Michonne.
Just across from Michonne's cell Oberson let out a slow exhale and looked to Bruce who just closed the door to Michonne's cell. The bald man looked to Oberson, "What?"
"Bring me two chairs, and some duct tape," Oberson dry ordered the man who nodded and headed off returning in mere minutes. As Bruce set them down Oberson reached down and grabbed the door to Lee's and Glenn's cell, pulling it up in a quick smooth motion. The two men looked up, Glenn still huddled in fear while Lee starred Oberson down intently, "Bruce, bring in the chairs," Oberson ordered,
"Where's Rick?" Lee growled out, though Oberson acted as if he heard nothing, "What'd you do with Kenny?" Still Lee received no response, "Hey, I'm talking to you!"
As Bruce set the chairs down in the cell Oberson smoothly moved the chairs so they'd face one another, "Sit," Oberson simply ordered,
Glenn slowly got to his feet and looked to Lee unsure of what to do, "Don't Glenn," Lee denied,
Oberson let out a near pained sigh, "Sit down," He asked once more. Lee held firm and Glenn followed suit, though shaking slightly. Oberson face tightened and he took a few steps forward until he was face to face with Lee, "You think this wise?" Oberson growled out, "You think you have any cards in your hands in this situation?"
"We're not doing what you say, you sick fucking bastard," Lee spat back,
Oberson let out a sharp exhale through his nose, "Have it your way," With that Oberson turned and punched Glenn across the face, sending him to the floor,
"You fucker!" Lee shouted and attempted to sprint forward only for Bruce to charge him pinning him against the wall,
Oberson moved to Glenn who attempted to get to his feet, kicking the young man across the face, "S-Stop!" Glenn pleaded only to feel Oberson's steel toed boot slam into his ribs. Lee shut his eyes for a moment, trying to will Oberson to stop, yet only the sickening thuds of him kicking Glenn filled his ears. "P-please! L-Lee, help m-me!" Glenn coughed out,
"Stop, okay, we'll do what you want, just stop!" Lee finally exclaimed causing Oberson to slow,
The older man let out a few huffing breaths and pushed the hair out from in front of his face, he looked to Lee and Bruce and nodded. Bruce let Lee go and the professor quickly moved to a chair, sitting down while Glenn followed, crawling over and weakly pulling him into the other. As the pair sat Bruce and Oberson quickly began to tape their arms and legs to the chairs making Glenn whimper in fear.
"Hey, hey, it's gonna be okay Glenn, you hear me?" Lee said in a firm tone. Glenn looked to Lee with wet eyes, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth and bruises were already forming along the side of his face where Oberson had kicked, "We're fine," Lee said with a reassuring nod,
"No," Oberson's low voice growled out, "You're really not," Glenn's breathing picked up heavily once again and Lee struggled against his binds for a moment, wanting to pounce on Oberson. The retired air force member headed towards the door with Bruce, "I can handle it from here," He calmly told the bald man who nodded, leaving the cell while Oberson closed it behind him. "What are your names?" Oberson asked as he slowly made his way in between the two men, making sure to keep his face to Lee,
"Eddie Murphy," Lee sarcastically retorted, Oberson frowned and turned around swiftly striking Glenn across the face, "Hey!"
"What are your names?!" Oberson shouted out a second time,
"Fuck you!" Lee shouted back only causing Oberson to punch Glenn again, sending the Asian man's head snapping back in his seat, "Lee! Alright it's Lee, and Glenn!" Lee finally shouted out, once again making Oberson's assault on Glenn hault,
Oberson turned back to Lee with a stern look, he let out a nod, "Good, now Lee, you're going to answer all my questions, you understand?"
Lee internally fought with himself for a moment, he knew he couldn't tell Oberson what he really wanted to know. "What happened to you people?" Lee merely asked, disgusted as to what was happening,
"Do you care about Glenn at all, Lee?" Oberson asked back refusing to answer,
Lee pursed his lips, "Yeah," The professor honestly answered,
"Then you'll be happy to know that his life is in your hands," Oberson explained, "You answer my questions Glenn survives, you don't answer my questions…" Oberson muttered while reaching onto his belt, pulling out a long hunting knife, "Your good friend Glenn is going to pay the price, do you understand?"
"L-Lee…" Glenn gulped, shaking wildly as he stared at Oberson's knife,
"Yeah, I understand," Lee growled back,
"Good," Oberson said with a nod while slowly starting to pace, "Now, how many are in your group?"
Meanwhile in the infirmary, Rick eyes slowly flickered open, the sheriffs deputy head was spinning and he could barely make out what he was even seeing. Next to him laid Kenny, half his head wrapped in bandages, his hat sitting on the medical table next to him. Rick raised his hands to rub his eyes cleared and froze, his jaw dropped and he looked down in horror at the bandage that now wrapped up the stump of his right hand.
Alright everyone, so a rough chapter for the prison survivors, Lee is being interrogated by Oberson who is dangling Glenn's life as an incentive for Lee's honesty. Rick and Kenny are both heavily injured inside the infirmary with Doctor Stevens and Crawford's creepy Doctor Logan. And of course, poor Michonne is getting the worst treatment at the hands of The Governor himself. Things aren't looking good, and from what I have planned for the future of the Woodbury X Prison arc, it can only get worse from here. Anyway, please let me know what you thought about the chapter, if you're enjoying the extra addition of survivors in Woodbury and I'll see you all in the next one. Also minor side note, just because it's a super obscure reference, the guard Jeff I reference is actually from Crawford as well, and will act more as Oberson's right hand.