here's the second chapter. I know this is a little out of character for Sophia, but i wanted her to seem changed over her time at Woodbury. I also wanted Michonne to show sympathy to Sophia and be able to open up to her.
Chapter 2: You Cause Me Pain
I sit in my room later that afternoon staring at the gun I wish I knew how to use. The Fights will be starting soon and I'll have to be there, we all do. I toss the gun to the floor and leave my room. When I get outside I see Miranda walking towards me. I roll my eyes as she waves cheerfully. "You ready for tonight?" She asks. "Yep, I'm pumped." I say sarcastically. "I hear Merle and Martinez are fighting tonight! That should be interesting huh?" "Totally. I can't wait." I mutter, hoping she'll leave. "Ooh did you hear about those new people? Andrea and Michonne." Miranda asks. "I know Andrea, met Michonne." I mutter.
Miranda sighs. "Sophia, why are you like this?" She asks. I look down at her. "Like what?" "You act like you hate the world. You don't act like a kid, I don't know." Miranda shrugs. "You just don't see what this really is. You don't have to be afraid." I say and Miranda stares at me. "You never told me about what you were like before…your life before." Miranda comments. "I was abused by my father. There happy?" I ask. Miranda stares at me. "I've always been abused. There is no escaping it." I whisper the last sentence. Miranda looks kinda scared now.
"Well your safe here now right?" She asks. "You would think that wouldn't you?" I snap and she jumps. "Who would hurt you here?" Miranda asks loudly. I grit my teeth. "No one would hurt you Miranda because your one of the clones. You do what you're told. I didn't I snooped around. I had consequences. I had to do things…I was treated like a dog. Take my advice and keep on being a clone." I say and she slowly backs away. She then turns and runs. Just like I wanted her to…
"This can be your room. I know you're alone and all, but for now it'll have to do. When you meet some people maybe they'll offer to take you into their house." The Governor says to me and I walk into the room. "Be sure you're in here by curfew." He says and I nod. "Yes sir." I say.
"Now, be sure that you be a good girl and quit snooping around alright." He says. I nod. "I'm really sorry…I didn't know." I say. "It's okay. There are some fresh clothes in the closet." He says and closes the door. I go over to the closet and pull it open. I change cloths and then leave my room. I want to go look around town. Once I'm outside I get to get a good look at the walls that are set up. Men guard them with big guns. "Walkers!" A man calls and picks up a gun and shoots it. I walk closer to the wall.
I then stop in my tracks. I recognize this guy. I just can't place a name. He turns around and sees me. He jumps down from the wall and comes face to face with me. "Yes?" He asks. "Um…you look familiar." I murmur. "So do you…were you at the camp outside of Atlanta…yeah you were! Your mom was the one who was beaten huh?" He asks. I nod slowly. "What's yer name kid?" "Sophia Peletier." I say. "My brother alive?" I shrug. "I don't know your brother." I say, and it's the truth. The guy rolls his eyes. 'I'm Merle. Daryl's my brother." He explains. "I think so. Last time I saw him…" I say quietly. "Listen to me kid, stop playin' dumb." He says. I flinch. "Is he alive? Or not?" He hisses. "I think so…yes." I whimper. "Your useless, ya know that?" he says and pushes me aside, causing me to trip and fall. He doesn't even turn to see if I'm okay.
"Ow." I mutter. He turns now. "Might as well put ya in The Fights." "Huh?" I ask. "Yeah I think we will." He says and yanks me off the ground. "Ya like biters?" He asks. "Walkers? No!" I shriek. "Ever killed one?" "No." I say. "Better learn quick then." He says with a wicked grin.
I sit in the bleachers in silence. I notice Milton sitting down also in silence. I stand up and move so I'm next to him. "Why don't you tell The Governor to stop this?" I ask. Milton looks at me. "Because I can't. Or if I did it wouldn't matter." Milton explains. "This could hurt people. It has. You deny it, but I know the truth." I mutter. "Merle is unpredictable. I'm really sorry kid." Milton says. "I could have died. And half you damn people don't take the time to remember my name." I hiss. "I'm sorry." He repeats over the yelling. "You need to check your walkers." I say and shake my head.
"I don't usually do that, I didn't know they forgot to pull the teeth out of one." Milton says. "Stop blaming me for this." I sigh. "I don't blame you; I'm saying you should do something about it." I say sadly.
"This brave little girl has volunteered to participate in The Fights tonight! But instead of fighting she is going to get untied from the rope in less than a minute before we release the biters! If she can't then she'll have to figure out how a new plan!" The Governor says over a speaker. I sit there, my arms and legs tied together. I struggle to get out, but they are tied tightly.
He says loudly. I scream and try to get my arms untied, but it's impossible. People cheer around me happily. "Release the biters!" The Governor announces and I scream as loud as I can. About six walkers limp towards me. I force myself up off the ground and watch as the walkers come closer and closer. "Stop them, please!" I cry. Suddenly they all come to a halt, all but one. I realize they are chained, well expect for one of the. I scream as it claws at me. Its lips are decayed away and I can see its rotting teeth.
I look around frantically and then I have an idea. I lay down on my back and when the walker lunges at me, I kick it with all my strength. It falls to the ground and I push myself back up and jump down on its head. The head falls apart under me, covering my shoes in blood. I then collapse to the ground in tears.
"Can I leave?" I ask Milton. "Yeah, go ahead sweetie." He says. "Don't call me that." I say and get up and storm away. I find myself on the edge of the street with my head in my hands. None of this makes sense to me. I can still hear he cheers from here.
"Hey." I familiar voice says form behind me. I turn and see Michonne standing there. "Why aren't you at The Fights?" I ask. "The what?" She asks. "The Fights. You haven't seen them?" I ask. "No, Andrea and I have only been 'ere a few days." She explains. "Why aren't you at them if they're so great?" "Because they're sick. You don't want to see them, especially if you don't trust him already." I mutter. "How long have you been here?" Michonne asks. "A long time." I say sadly. She nods. "Do people leave here a lot? I can tell you don't like it here, so why don't you leave?" "For one where would I go? I'm only thirteen. I'm alone. And second people don't leave, not put of their own choice." I answer. "I knew it." She hisses. "Yeah well…I guess he's afraid of other groups taking his power." I say. Michonne looks at me. "What did he do to you?" She asks. I look down.
"So much…" I murmur, but it can't be heard over the cheers coming from The Fights. "I'm getting out of here tomorrow." Michonne shakes her head. I debate my options. "Take me with you?" I ask quietly. She looks at me. For a long moment she says nothing. "Why?" She asks. "Because I want to find my group. I want to be with my family. What did you have in mind?" "I want to head for the coast. But 'till then…I'll help you." She says. "I haven't killed many of them…actually I've only kill one if I remember right. I don't even know how to shoot." Michonne looks at the ground. "Maybe we should hold off then…I'll teach you how to shoot. We need to plan." She says. I nod.
"That's fine." I say and she stands up and walks away without another word or even a goodbye.
There ya go :D tell me what you think! Suggestions are appreciated and sorry if there are any errors