Are these people shitting me?! It's been probably well over a year since the world went to hell, and all of a sudden these dummkopfs show up and claim they don't even know what walkers are! I swear, when I tell Carl about these fools, he's gonna flip his shit!
That being said, I walked back to my catch, a big ass deer, but not before the bespeckled brat grabbed onto my sleeve.
"Hey, we kinda need some help out here, is there any way you can point us to the nearest town or something?"
This day just keeps getting better….
"Have you not heard a word I've said? There is nothing left in this God forsaken world! Everything we get we get by scavenging or hunting." I reached down and slung the deer over my shoulders. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must take my leave. Try not to die, 'kay." I began walking away once again before once-a-fucking-again someone took hold of my sleeve.
"You can't just leave us here!" A platinum blond boy spat.
"Oh, I most certainly can and will. I already saved your sorry asses once, you're on your own now." The boy scowled and wouldn't let go, no matter how much I tried to pull out of his grip. "Oi, if you don't let go, I won't hesitate to shoot you, you fucking prick!"
"Can't you let us stay with you? You seem to have a pretty firm grasp on what's going on." A dark-skinned boy spoke up.
"No way in hell! Who do you think you are?! I have my own problems right now, don't burden me with you!" Alexandria already has enough problems with the fucking saviors, we don't need some freaky wanna-be wizards to add to the mix. Daryl already has to stay in the Kingdom or whatever the hell they call it. Negan has Eugene. We have little to no weapons. Life's just fucking great right now.
"Well, surely you're not alone, . Certainly there are others with you...why don't you take us to them and we'll sort this out with them." The taller, greasy-haired man said.
"Absolutely not." I responded immediately. Last time I checked, Rick and a few others had gone to get Gabriel. Rick says he was forced to leave, but I call total bullshit on that. I haven't trusted Gabriel from the first time I set eyes on him. He's survived only because of other's protection; he's a coward.
"And why is that?" The ginger boy asked.
"Because I said so, that's why. We're already up to our knees in shit as it is, we don't need anyone else to burden us further." What part of 'You're not coming with me' do these people not understand.
The one girl there turned to me with pleading eyes. "Please Elle..we don't know how we got here, but we need your help. We'll try and pull our weight as best we can, but right now we need someone who can show us how to get through this on our own and then we'll be out of your hair." I stared wide eyed at her. Rick had said we needed numbers right now...and with the right training maybe…
I sighed. "Fine, but one wrong move and you'll be out of there so fast your head will spin. You make any move to hurt my people and I will shoot you, no exceptions. Got it?" They all nodded hastily. I picked up my dropped deer and began making my way back home, not even caring if they were following me or not. I needed to get back fast before the walkers take one whiff of the deer and come after me. Luckily, Alexandria was only a mile away. I try not to go too far in the case of an emergency. And these days, emergencies happen quite more often then you would like.
Finally, we reached the large gate, and it promptly opened as I arrived.
"Elle...who the hell are these people?!" Carl asked. It looks like he was on guard duty right now. Would've been Gabriel but, you know…
"Found them in the forest. Tried to shake them off, but they insisted that they could help out to earn their share. When your dad gets back, can you explain to him? He'll listen to you more then he will me." Carl nodded and closed the gate behind us. "Should I show them to their new place."
"Sure. I have to go take care of Judith later, so you have next watch."
"Alright." I responded. I made my way through the small community, coming to a relatively large house that was still empty. I turned towards the nine newcomers. "Listen up and listen good! This is where you lot will be staying, got it? Good. Go inside, establish where y'all will be staying and meet be back out here in 10." They nodded, and all of them went inside, except one. The girl.
"I don't think I introduced myself, I'm Hermione Granger. Thank you for letting us stay here, I don't know what we would've done if you didn't." She held out her hand and I took it in mine.
"Just make sure they stay in line, you seem to be the only logical person in your group." She laughed a little.
"It seems so. I…" Before she could continue, the blond menace came stomping out of the house and towards me.
"Hey, what's the meaning of this?! Am I meant to share a room with these filthy mudbloods and blood traitors?! I demand a house of my own!"
"And I want the world to go back to what it was before, but it looks like none of us are going to get our wish. Now, you best suck it up and find a spot in there before your friends take the better ones. And if you don't like it, I won't hesitate to throw you back outside. Do I make myself absolutely clear?!" His face turned red with fury before he walked back into the house.
"Who is that prick anyway?" I asked Hermione.
"Draco Malfoy. I'd watch out for him, he's a right git alright."
"I'll let Rick know about him. Wouldn't be the first time this community has had a complete asshole." This 'Draco Malfoy' reminds me a lot of Spencer. He thought he was better than everyone else...but that ended up getting him killed. Serves the prick right.
"Who is this Rick person anyway. Is he your leader?"
"I guess you can call him that. Every since Deanna, our previous leader I guess, died a while back and Rick kinda took over. He's most likely off on a run right now, gathering supplies for Negan." Just his name makes me shudder in disgust.
"Negan? Is he another person here?"
"Hell no! He's some crazy dictator-like leader from this group called the Saviors. Every so often they come by and take a share of our food, supplies, basically anything they feel like taking. They destroy everything in their wake half the time. They've already killed many of our own people…" And that's when the worst possible thing happened, happened.
The sound of large trucks sounded outside of the gates.
Negan was here.