"Andrea. We need to talk." Wilmur said as he walked up to her. The blonde woman turned around, looking at Wilmur with curiosity and concern visible in her aqua eyes. "Dad's not done. He's gonna attack the prison."
"But there's a deal." She mentioned, still not believing the Governor is a bad man.
"If there was one, how do you explain that?" Wilmur pointed out the window.
There was tanks and trucks filled with weapons and people whose ready to fight. Everyone in Woodbury had been brainwashed that the prison is the bad ones. There's even child soldiers. The children wouldn't stand a chance against the adults. He even saw a thirteen-year-old the other day gearing up for the war. He had tried to talk her out of it, but she was convinced the prison was a terrible place with terrible people.
Andrea shook her head in irritation. "Why does Philip always do this?" She asked herself while walking out of the building with Wilmur following.
She was getting sick and tired of the way the Governor acted. He always promised her everything but then he broke it. Not only she was lied to by the Governor but by everyone in Woodbury because he told them to keep everything a secret from her.
"I thought there was a deal on the table." She said with slight anger in her voice.
Martinez and everyone else ignored her, still working with their weapons and tanks.
"I'm sure it's just a precaution, a show of force." Milton replied as he walked past Wilmur and Andrea, making them both watch as he walked off behind the buildings.
He was going to speak to the Governor. Hopefully, it was to try and convince him out of the war. He doubted it because Milton was a scared and weak person who needed someone to rely on to protect him. Milton would sacrifice someone just so he could live. He wouldn't put the burden among his shoulders. He'd just rely on someone else to protect him and the same thing would happen over and over again.
However, Milton wasn't going to do it again. Somehow in some way, he's going to find a way for the war to be stopped before it could get any worse. Neither of them needed to win. They just needed to stop fighting violently before anyone else dies.
Wilmur looked Andrea in the eyes to see disappointment and regret in them. The frown on her lips was enough to tell Wilmur that she was disappointed and ashamed she let herself fall in love with a person who was a liar and possibly a machine-killing beast. He always said he wanted to keep her separated from everything but it was really because he was attacking her friends.
The Governor had been a liar and violent man since the outbreak started. He lost all hope in life after his daughter died and went completely cold, violent, and insane. All that was left in his heart was vengeance and anger. He didn't care about taking care of people but killing them instead.
Wilmur, himself, ended up somewhat like the Governor. He lost all hope in survival and went cold and emotionless. Vengeance and anger was the only emotions he had left. He didn't care about protecting anyone. The difference between him and the Governor is that Wilmur wasn't evil or a killing machine. All he did was carry out what he was ordered to do but nothing else.
"You okay?" Wilmur asked Andrea.
She shrugged. "All Philip does is lie to me and I don't know why." She responded with hurt in her voice.
"It's because he's a bad man. He doesn't want you to know that." Wilmur replied.
"But still. There has to be a reason why he doesn't want me to know." Andrea replied, her arms folded.
"Why do you think?" Wilmur replied. "It's because if you figure out he's a bad man then you'll know about what he plans to do to everyone in the prison. And then you'll try to stop him."
Andrea shrugged. "We don't know if he's gonna attack the prison. Maybe he's not lying about the deal."
"You might think that but I don't." Wilmur shrugged. "He's already attacked the prison once. He's gonna do it again. He's just using that deal to get closer to the prison."
"But what if he's not?" Andrea questioned. "What if the deal is the key to solving the war?"
"It isn't." Wilmur responded. "I know what he's up to. And I'm not gonna let him do it."
Andrea narrowed her eyes. "And how exactly are you gonna do that?"
Wilmur glared. "I'm smarter than my dad. I can see right past his sneaky, little plan. I know exactly how to stop him." Wilmur said, holding his handle of his gun in his holster wrapped around his leg.
"You mean you're gonna kill your own father?" Andrea questioned, horror filling her eyes.
"Well, I don't see another way around it." Wilmur responded. "He's not gonna leave the prison alone as long as he's alive. He'll kill every last one of them."
Andrea sighed, placing her hands on her hips with her head bowed. "But what if he the deal is real?"
"I told you. It isn't." Wilmur responded.
Unbeknownst to them, Milton had came back and was standing behind Andrea as he listened to his and Andrea's argument. He knew Wilmur was right. There was no deal. The Governor was going to kill everyone in the prison besides one person.
"Wilmur might be right." Milton revealed his presence.
Andrea and Wilmur furrow their eyebrows at him. Milton motioned them both to follow him in between two buildings with one of them being the Governor's office building. He had to show them what the Governor was up to.
"There is no deal. Philip's asked for Michonne." Milton told to them as they walked toward a vent that would lead them through a secret way to the Governor's workshop.
Wilmur's eyes widened with shock filling them. It must've been because she 'killed' Penny. He wanted get his vengeance with her and everyone in the prison because they killed his walker daughter. If his father figured out about how much he cared for Carl, he would extend the 'deal.' He wouldn't just ask for Michonne but for Carl as well. He would make him suffocate because Wilmur cared for him. He couldn't let that happen.
There was only one way to stop him.
"Rick would never agree to that." Andrea said.
"Why would Rick hand her in after he let her in?" Wilmur asked.
"He kicked you out. He might do the same to Michonne." Milton replied and Wilmur shook his head in disbelief.
Was Rick really willing to give up one of his group members to save the prison? Rick's already done that a lot of times to save something else before. He did it with Wilmur. Whose to say he won't do it with Michonne?
Not only Michonne is in danger, but Carl is, too. His father has already kept his enemies at the prison close to him. It'd be reasy for him to find out how much he cared for Carl. And then he would kill him. Carl's death would just make Wilmur suffer all over again. He doubted he'll turn back to Justin, but he'd be really depressed. And his father knew it'll hurt Wilmur. He'd do it to not only punish Rick but punish his son, too.
"Whether he hands her over or not, he's gonna kill them all." Milton said that spelled out exactly what he thought his father would do.
"I have to stop this." Andrea said, finally believing the Governor is a disgusting man.
"I don't think you can." Milton replied.
It's too late.
Wilmur and Andrea follow Milton to a secret way into the Governor's workshop to spy on him. Through a vent, he could see a chair with handcuffs on it. To the back of the chair was a table sharp tools. Not just knives and scissors, much more sharp tools. The tools and the chair is probably for Michonne. If Rick handed Michonne over, his father would slaughter her. The chair and tools would also be for Carl if his father figured out how much he cared for him.
He had to protect Carl. He had to get back to the prison and warn them all what the Governor was gonna bring them all.
"Leave." Milton warned. "Tell the people at the prison to get out of there. In time, he'll move on."
No he won't.
"No." Andrea rejected the offer. "I have to kill him."
"You'll never get close to him." Milton warned. "They'll gun you down first."
Wilmur shook his head. "They won't see us. I'm not gonna let him hurt them. He won't give up. He'll send search parties out if he has to." Wilmur said.
If they didn't kill the Governor right now, he would surely do something terrible. Not just to the prison, but to Woodbury as well. The Governor will slaughter everybody if they didn't stop this. Everyone's death would be slow and painful with physical pain and emotional pain. Everyone will get teared down.
"They won't see us coming." Andrea said.
"What about Wilmur? Have you asked him how it felt about killing his own dad?" Milton said, but he was really defending for the Governor.
"Milton, this has to end. If we don't kill him now, more and more people are gonna die until there's no one left. Do you really want it to come down to that?"
Milton doesn't say anything. He just stared outside the vent and look at what the Governor will do to Michonne and possibly Carl if the Governor figured out about him.
"Milton, this is sick." Andrea said. "We can't just stand by and watch this."
Suddenly, the Governor walked in below them with a box in his hands. Milton hid behind a wall while him and Andrea watch the Governor's moves. He opened the box that has a napkin and bottles of pills in it and some thread with a needle. The Governor can kill anyone with anything. Even with thread and a needle.
He walked over to the chair, placing a recorder on it and whistled before picking it back up and sitting in the chair. He rewinds his recorder and listened to the whistle he recorded. He rewinds it again when Andrea pulled her gun out of her holster. She looked over at Wilmur before aiming to the Governor, making sure he's actually okay with killing his father.
The Governor's son nodded and glared as he stared back at his father, glaring at him. This was it. Andrea was going to kill him and everyone will be safe. Carl will be safe. And Wilmur could actually go back to him and stay with the prison. But that was all taken away Milton pulled away Andrea's gun.
Wilmur and Andrea stare at Milton with wide eyes as shock filled them. Was he actually protecting the Governor? After everything he's done, Milton was still willing to serve him. The wide eyes turn into a glare when the Governor walks out of the room. Andrea yanked her wrists away from Milton, glaring at him as well before walking out.
"How can you still protect him?" Andrea asked when they were back in their own building. "He doesn't give a shit about you."
"I knew Philip before he became the Governor. That man still exists." Milton responded.
"It doesn't matter, Milton. Do you know the things he's done? He sat by and let Penny get eaten. If he wasn't in la la land, she'd still be alive. Plus, that thing in his little workshop is what he's going to do to Michonne. We can't let this happen, Milton." Wilmur said.
"Okay, so you both kill the Governor. Then you both get shot and Martinez takes over. What then?" He asked. "Killing the Governor doesn't save you're friends."
In some way, Milton was right. Woodbury would just be angrier and then Martinez would use the Governor's workshop. There'd still be a slaughter, but at least the prison can handle it better. But what if they can't? It wouldn't save Carl's life.
"Then I'm going back. I will not let my father hurt the ones I love over there. I won't let him hurt Michonne and I especially won't let him hurt Carl. I'm sick of him killing everyone I love. If he kills Carl, I'll make sure Dad suffers just like he didn't save Penny. " Wilmur said with a bit of a protective tone. There was no way he was going to let his father hurt Carl. He already got hurt. He's not letting it happen again.
"I'm going, too. We have to warn them. And you're coming with us." Andrea said to Milton.
"I can't leave Woodbury." Milton replied.
Of course you can't.
"You really wanna be a part of this?" Andrea questioned him.
"Are you even seeing what the Governor is doing? What evil part of him can you not see?" Wilmur asked.
"I don't know anyone at the prison." He replied.
"So what?" Andrea said. "You know Merle. He fit in."
Merle.
The one who told everyone he was the Governor's son and ruined Wilmur's chances at being happy. The one who separated Wilmur and Carl from each other. He felt like killing Merle, but it wasn't necessarily his fault. It was Rick and the Governor's.
"Like it or not, I belong here." Milton said.
It may actually be true. If Milton couldn't defend for his own friends, then he probably didn't belong at the prison. He sacrificied too many people for him to live already. Milton would have to be teached how to survive on his own.
"Then if you stay, you can't keep looking the other way." Andrea said, placing a kiss on Milton's cheek with Wilmur doing the same.
"Be careful. Hesitate one time, he'll know you're up to something." Wilmur warned and hugged Milton.
He wasn't sure if Milton could actually handle himself. He always needed someone's help and was one of the most protected people in Woodbury. The Governor was protected more than anyone. The Governor was the same as Milton. He always needed someone to protect him, except he didn't need anyone to actually do so like Milton did.
Wilmur followed Andrea out of the building. This was it. They were escaping Woodbury and going back to the prison. He doubted Rick will comfortable with letting him in, but he's gonna let him in. Andrea will make him. They'll probably trust him again when he warns them about what the Governor's doing. Andrea and Wilmur will fight along the prison's side, and they will beat Woodbury.
"Andrea, I'm really worried about Milton. What if he tells Dad something?" Wilmur asked. It was his right to be worried. Milton told the Governor everything. He even did before the apocalypse.
"We're gonna get to the prison. It'll be fine. As long as-" Andrea is interrupted.
"Andrea. Justin." Martinez said loudly but they ignore him. They both know Martinez is gonna take away something that'll make getting to the prison harder.
"Andrea! Justin!" Martinez said louder, making them stop. They couldn't pretend to not hear him anymore.
They turn around to see Martinez walking toward them. Wilmur knew Martinez is about to tell them an order that the Governor told him to do.
"Governor wants all weapons collected." He said. "Got to get the team geared up."
We need them.
"I think I'm more helpful armed." Andrea said.
"And what about Justin?" Martinez asked.
"Me, too." Wilmur responded.
"Hand of your pieces of any ammo." Martinez demanded, but they both decline.
They can't give up their weapons. It would make it harder to get to the prison. Of course, they're going whether they have any weapons or not, but it would be much for helpful to have weapons on. Their risk at dying would strike even higher. Especially if the Governor found out what they're doing.
"Let's not be stupid about this." Martinez threatened.
"Excuse me?" Wilmur said. "We're the ones that have the weapons on us. You don't."
"Shut up and hand over your piece, bastard." Martinez said to Wilmur and Andrea sighed, pulling two of her weapons out, but only two. Leaving one on her. "Just do it." Andrea said and Wilmur sighed and glared at Martinez.
"Happy now, bastard?" Wilmur asked.
"Not until y'all hand over your knives." Martinez responded.
"You wanna frisk us?" Andrea asked with annoyance in her voice before Martinez walked off.
Andrea sighed and crossed her arms, whispering something to him. "You did keep something on you, right?" She asked.
"I handed over my holster so he'd think I had a gun in it. I didn't. I have a knife, too." Wilmur smiled and Andrea smiled back.
Wilmur was always so sneaky. She'd always get him if she ever had to sneak something or sneak out. Wilmur obtained the skills from his father, which he hated. He inherited some stuff from his father. Some was helpful, some wasn't.
Wilmur rolled his eyes when he sees his father walking to him and Andrea. He just wanted to get out and get to the prison.
"I should've told you about all this. I'm sorry." The Governor apologized to Andrea, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I just, uh-I wanna keep you separate from this. Safe. You understand?"
You don't want her to know so you can attack the prison, dumbass.
"Yeah." Andrea lied and faked a smile. Though, she was really angry with him. "I just wanna help."
"Well, you can. Tomorrow." The Governor responded. "I want you with us when we go meet Rick. He tries anything, you can talk some sense into him."
You mean if you try anything?
"Tries anything?" Andrea questioned.
"Well, you trust them, I don't." The Governor replied.
"Understood." Andrea lied. "I'll be there."
The Governor smiled, but it was a smile of evil. If they went to meet Rick, the Governor would kill him and everyone else there. Then he would go kill whoever's left at the prison. If the Governor knew about Carl, he wouldn't kill him. He would do something more horrifying than that. Something bad already happened to Carl. It can't happen again. He won't let it.
"He makes me sick." Wilmur said as he watched his father walk off in the distance.
"Me, too." Andrea agreed before the two walk to a wall where really no one is hanging around at.
If they were gonna sneak over, they have to do it at a quiet place. Like Sasha and Tyresse. They'd move if you tell them to. Then they could sneak over and they can suddenly be at the prison. It was easy.
Unless they didn't move. It'd be unlikely, but it'd also be likely for them not to move because the Governor told them not to. Anyone here would do what they're told. If the Governor told them not to move from the post, they won't move from the post. It doesn't seem like they're doing it because they support him. It seems like they're doing it because they're scared of him. They may not realize that, but they're scared.
"Hey," Andrea grabbed Tyresse's and Sasha's attention. "Large pack of walkers was spotted heading for the main wall. Martinez wants some help. I got this covered."
"We're not suppose to leave this post." Tyresse said.
Thought so.
"Ask Martinez. I'm just doing what I'm told." Andrea lied, but it was hopeless. Tyresse and Sasha weren't moving.
"You gotta bring him over. We need to hear it from him." Tyresse said, making Wilmur roll his eyes. Were they really that scared of moving? Wilmur would've already moved.
"You're wasting time." Andrea said.
"Why can't y'all handle it? You both are suppose to be a good shot." Sasha said, making Wilmur roll his eyes again, but it was true. Andrea and Wilmur were on of the best shots in Woodbury. It would be weird if they didn't do the job.
Andrea shook her head in annoyance and glanced at Wilmur with a knowing look in her aqua eyes. They were gonna have to hop over with them seeing. And then Sasha and Tyresse would tell his father, and then his father would come after them. It's now left unknown if they're gonna make it to the prison or not. But they had to try. Wilmur didn't want to die knowing he didn't try to save Carl.
"Let's go." Andrea said, climbing the ladder with Wilmur following.
"What are you doing?" Tyresse asked.
"We gotta get out of here." Andrea replied.
"Nobody leaves." Tyresse said, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Please, we don't want any trouble." Andrea said.
"What is this about?" Sasha asked.
"Move out of the damn way!" Wilmur snapped.
"Get out of the way." Andrea snapped, too.
Tyresse grabbed Andrea's arm, making Wilmur hold his gun up to Sasha's head when she aimed at Andrea after she pointed a knife to Tyresse.
"Don't." Andrea warned.
"Get your hands off her!" Wilmur snapped angrily. He knew something like this would happen since they didn't move, but they took it too far. If they want to go, they should've let them go!
"Relax." Tyresse said, lowering Sasha and Wilmur's guns down. "Nobody's gotta get hurt here."
Wilmur gave Tyresse and Sasha a glare. They're gonna let him and Andrea over whether they like it or not. If they don't want to stay there, they don't want to stay there. Tyresse and Sasha couldn't see that.
"I'm sorry." Andrea apologized. "I'm sorry, it's just this place is-I can't stay here."
"Why?" Tyresse asked.
"The Governor, he is not what he seems to be." She replied.
He heard the 'what' instead of the 'who.' He's not a who. He's a monster. A cold-blooded beast who's thirsty for blood. All he wanted is to get rid of everyone in the prison. He's managed to convince too many people that they're bad, but they're not. Too many people are convinced and it has to stop. Or else Carl, Michonne, and everyone else there is in danger. That's why they have to warn them.
"He seems pretty straight up to me." Sasha said.
"That's what I thought, too." Andrea replied. "But I'm telling you, he's done terrible things. He's planning worse."
"She's right. He's putting stuff into your head so you can't see his evil side. Andrea couldn't see it for awhile, but she finally has. Don't listen to a word he says."
Andrea nodded. "Wilmur's right. We've gotta get out of her and you should, too." She warned.
If Tyresse and Sasha didn't listen, then they would be trapped for a long time. They'll eventually realize how terrible and evil the man is, but it'll be too late for them. It was almost too late for Andrea. He's glad Andrea finally realized how disgusting the Governor is.
"Look, you are both rattled, exhausted. Just put the knife down." Tyresse said.
And it was true was Tyresse said. They were rattled and exhausted, but it's from the Governor. He's done horrifying things that rattled them both and it makes them exhausted to try and beat the Governor. He's killed way too many innocent people already and more are to come if he and Andrea don't stop this.
"We're going." Andrea said with seriousness. Nothing's gonna stop them.
Tyresse glanced at Sasha and then back to them. He didn't want them going outside the walls where they're in danger. It just kept getting worse and worse out there. But it will get worse if he and Andrea don't warn the prison.
"Okay." Tyresse whispered in defeat.
Wilmur and Andrea jump down immediantly and take off sprinting. They had to get to the prison as fast as they can. Tyresse and Sasha would surely tell the Governor they jumped the wall and then he would go after them. If he got them before they get to the prison...
Then there would be no way to save the prison...
Or Carl.
"Are they gone?" Milton asked the Governor.
He knew Andrea and Wilmur jumped the wall like they said they would. He didn't know anyone would figure it out. They were surely in danger now, but there's nothing Milton could do. If they get caught, there's absolutely nothing he can do.
"They going after them?" Milton asked.
"No." The Governor responded. "I am."
Milton froze, but he's still walking beside the Governor. They'd probably be safer if the Governor sent out parties, but if the Governor went after them himself...Andrea and Wilmur would be in extreme danger. The Governor is stronger than five search parties banded together.
"Oh." Milton trembled nervously.
"You have a problem with that, too?" The Governor asked. Sasha and Tyresse had a problem with it. Everyone was having a problem with him for some reason.
Milton gave his head a shake. Andrea and Wilmur just wanted to be with the prison. It's their opinion. Why couldn't the Governor accept it? Especially for his son. Parents are suppose to want their child to be happy, but all Philip cared about is himself. Andrea mourned to be with her people again while Wilmur mourned to be with people who love him, like Carl. He spoke of Carl a lot. Wilmur seemed to be determined to keep him safe. What if Wilmur actually loved Carl? It'd be the first person in a long time he'd ever loved. Kevin treated him rudely, he didn't love Anne, Penny died, his mother died, and the Governor didn't love him at all. Milton would understand why Wilmur would rather be with someone else.
"Let them go." Milton defended to protect them.
"Why would I do that?" The Governor questions himself. He doesn't want Andrea and Wilmur being over at the prison. He hated that place. Anyone who likes that place is stupid.
"They just want to be with their people." Milton defended again. He didn't want the Governor going after them.
The Governor suddenly stopped walking, looking at Milton with a knowing look. What if Milton talked to Andrea? What if he told her everything? He wasn't sure about Wilmur anymore, but he was more determined and convinced about something. He spent more than a week at the prison. What if he's on their side now? It would be unusual. It's like Justin is Wilmur again. He doesn't even know Justin changed his name back to Wilmur. But he obviously found someone he cared about there if he wanted to go back. Who's the person Wilmur cares about?
"You talk to them?" The Governor questioned, looking at Milton closely.
"No." Milton hesitated, but then he remembered what Wilmur said.
Be careful. Hesitate one time, he'll know you're up to something.
But it was too late now. Milton already hesitated, and now the Governor knew he's up to something.
"You did." The Governor glared at Milton. He saw straight through his little lie, and Milton never lies to him. "You knew they were leaving, didn't you?"
Milton trembled, knowing he can't lie to Philip any longer. If he did, it's unknown but the Governor would do to Milton. "They told me."
With rage, the Governor slammed Milton against a black bar gate. This wasn't like Milton. Milton always told him everything! Why would he lie to him now?
"What else did y'all talk about, huh? Did you tell them about the deal?"
Milton just shook as he stared at the Governor's death glare. It was more scarier than Justin's glare. Milton always thought Philip was left in the Governor, but now he's been proven wrong.
"Did you tell them about Michonne?"
Milton shook harder, his breath trembling from fear. The Governor was definitely going to get them now, and he's gonna hurt them. Possibly even kill them. He should've been stronger. Milton shouldn't have hesitated like Wilmur said not to, but that didn't happen and now Andrea and Wilmur are as good as dead.
"What about Justin? Did he tell you anything? He hasn't been the same since he came back from the prison." The Governor glared, trying to force an answer out of Milton this time. There was someone Wilmur got along with at the prison, and that's why he came back different, it just better not have been one of them he hates more than anyone.
"Milton!" The Governor yelled when he didn't answer.
"C-Carl. It's Carl. He's determined to keep him safe from y-you. He spoke of him the most." Milton cried, still shaking. He can't believe what he's just done. He just gave away the one person Wilmur cared for more than anyone in the world. And now Wilmur's gonna lose him. And then he's gonna suffer just like he lost Penny.
"Carl? Rick's son?" The Governor questioned, trying to remember.
Milton just shook as his breath trembled.
"Milton!" The Governor yelled again.
"Y-yes. It's Rick's son. It's Rick's son."
The Governor growled as he shoved Milton away and stormed off angrily. Now there was someone else to hate more than Rick or Michonne. He couldn't let Wilmur be with Rick's son. He hated Rick. Which meant he hated his relatives. Carl was worse than Rick since he was Rick junior. He will not allow his son to be near Rick's son.
Now he's rethinking his choices of taking Michonne.
He should probably take Carl instead.
Rick will never allow that, but the Governor will get him.
One way or another.
It felt like they've been running for hours, but it's probably only been forty or fifty minutes. They still haven't stopped sprinting. They haven't slowed down one bit. They probably already ran five miles in just forty or fifty minutes. The Governor was probably told they ran away by now and he could be on his way right now, but they're gonna try to make it to prison. They won't stop just because the Governor is coming after them.
Wilmur's bones were aching a little for how long they ran, but not much. He's used to running. He's been a fast runner since the walkers destroyed the world and took over it. The bones and muscles just want to rest, but if they rest then they won't be able to get to the prison in time.
"Stop." Andrea whispered, arms wrapping around his waist and pulling him back.
They freeze until a second later, they hear a car approaching them.
He's here.
Wilmur looked at Andrea with wide eyes. How could his father already catch up to them? Did Tyresse and Sasha finish their shift as soon as they jumped the wall? It had to be. They wouldn't move until their shift was over.
"Go, go, go." Andrea whispered as she pushed Wilmur ahead of her and head into the woods.
The two hide behind a tree and watch the white truck pass by. The Governor's truck. Once his truck speeded ahead, Wilmur and Andrea let out their pants they were keeping in. They were exhausted from running so long, but they had a lot longer to go. When they get to the prison, they can rest all they want.
Suddenly, a walker's arms wrap around Andrea and Wilmur's neck, pulling them closer and strangling them a little. Wilmur tried his best to fight against the grip, but failed. Another walker came, but Andrea and Wilmur kick it away hard, but it gets right back up and pressed against Wilmur and Andrea again along with another walker. One of it's hands grip onto Wilmur's sprained, swollen wrist and squeezed it hard, making Wilmur wince. Wilmur pulled his knife out of his pocket. He couldn't use his gun. His father would hear the gunshot.
Wilmur stabbed one of the walkers in the head and kicked it off while Andrea broke the walker's arms that's wrapped around her neck. She stabbed the walker laying on the ground while Wilmur stabbed the walker that had it's arms wrapped around their necks and pushed it down.
"Shit." Andrea mummered and looked over to Wilmur to see his hands placed over his knees. "You okay?"
"I'm fine. Just tired." He replied, placing the knife back in his pocket and lifting himself back up.
"You sure? We can rest." She stated, and they can rest now that the Governor's past them. But Rick and his father are meeting again in one day. They have to get to the prison before tomorrow.
"No, we have to keep going. I promise I'll rest when we get to the prison." Wilmur promised, looking Andrea in the eyes to let her know it's serious.
"Okay, let's go." She said in defeat and they contuine to run.
They decide to keep running through the woods, thinking it's safer that way. The Governor could pass them on the road again, and they didn't want to pass him again. They just want to get to the prison and then rest.
They sprint ten miles in five hours, not stopping once. Not even to kill a walker. They just run past them or run the other way. It does take them longer since they took the woods, but they didn't want to take the road because the Governor's on it, and he's ahead of them. He can easily find them.
After those ten miles in five hours, they end up in a huge field with no walkers. Just yellow grass and some trees surrounding them in the distance.
"Do you still know where you're going?" Wilmur asked. Wilmur was just following Andrea. He actually had no idea where the prison was.
"Yes, this is just a longer way." She panted.
They stop running when they hear an engine running again, looking ahead in the distance to see a road with the same white truck driving on it.
"Shit, get down." Andrea shoved him on the ground.
Andrea's blonde hair can blend into the ground, but Wilmur's can't. His father probably can't see them anyway since they're far from the road. Luckily, he didn't see them. It was almost the end of saving the prison and Carl.
Carl.
Wilmur wondered if he's doing okay. Had his throat healed any over the day they were gone. He doubted it. Carl's stubborn. He probably talked while he was gone. But he'll be with him within a few hours again. He thought he'd be separated from Carl for a long time. Luckily, they weren't.
"Alright, it's gone." Andrea said as she lifted herself up with Wilmur following, but it wasn't gone.
The white truck started driving through the field. Wilmur's eyes widened as he watched the truck get closer and closer to them. After how far they've ran, they get caught.
"Go!" Andrea yelled as she shoved him ahead.
The two take off running through the field with the white truck chasing them down. But it's really the Governor chasing them down. The Governor beeps the horn and speeds faster, making Andrea and Wilmur sprint faster. They can't let the Governor catch them. They have to at least warn the prison first.
They run into the woods where the truck can't drive through due to the trees. There was lots of spider webs and snakes, but they both ignore them. They just run through the spider webs and jump over the snakes.
By the time the sun started to set, Wilmur and Andrea run across a building that has broken windows. It's obviously been abandoned for a long time, before the apocalypse. But that didn't matter. They needed a place to hide. The Governor is still chasing them down. Once they hear an engine, they run inside the dark building. Now Wilmur can blend in. He's wearing the same thing he wore yesterday. A black jacket, black pants, black shoes, and his hair is black.
Wilmur flinched when Andrea accidently ran into something and glass shattered on the floor. They both flinch again when they see truck lights shine through the broken windows.
"We have to hide." Wilmur whispered.
It doesn't matter being fast anymore. They have to hide. If they don't, then Wilmur and Andrea will get caught, and they won't be able to save Carl and everyone else. The two hide as soon as they see the Governor's shadow shine against the broken glass. However, they keep walking silently. They still have to get out of the building.
Wilmur froze when they hear his father do the same, creepy whistle. The whistle is meant to scare people out of there den so they would listen to their king. That's what his whistle for. It's to scare Wilmur and Andrea out of their hiding place to be taken back with the Governor. But neither of them was going to jump out. Wilmur would have to at least save Carl first.
Suddenly, a walker jumped on top of Andrea and Wilmur smashed it off, killing it with his knife. But it banged against a fence, making a noise for the Governor to follow.
"Shit." Wilmur barely said.
"That way." Andrea whispered, pushing him forward.
They hid behind a wooden pallet and listen to the Governor's quiet footsteps. Couldn't he just leave them alone? They just want to be with the prison. They want to be involved in a violent war.
"Andrea. Justin." The Governor whispered, but loud enough for them both to hear. "Come back with me. Come back to Woodbury. We need you. We all need you."
Andrea and Wilmur don't come out of their den. They weren't going to budge unless the Governor started attacking.
"That's your home now, Andrea. And Justin, it's been your home. I'm your father. You have to do everything I say."
Wilmur rolled his eyes. His father never really treated him like his son ever since Penny died. He pushed Wilmur away and didn't bother to comfort him or turn Justin back to Wilmur.
Who had to comfort him? Andrea Who had to turn Justin back to Wilmur? Carl.
"Please Andrea and Justin, come home."
But they refuse. They couldn't go back to Woodbury after what he's done. Woodbury wasn't their home. The prison was.
"Suit yourself." The Governor said before smashing a shovel against a window pane...hard, shattering the glass. Some of the glass lands on them, but Andrea covers Wilmur to keep the glass from landing on his face and hands. His body was covered, but not his face and hands.
The Governor kept slamming the shovel against window panes, shattering each one of them. Andrea pushed Wilmur forward again, trying to get away from the glass and the rageful Governor. They both could tell the Governor was in rage for the way he's hitting the window panes. It was too dangerous to be close to him.
The mother and son-like hid behind a fence and some wood boxes along with a metal one. The Governor was really close. If he saw them, he would kill Andrea, but he would keep Wilmur alive to make him suffer. It's unknown what he would do. Andrea pulled out her knife while Wilmur pulled out his gun, squeezing their eyes shut. Wilmur can hear his heart beating in his head. For once in his life, he's scared of his father. He never knew how much stronger his father was than him.
Wilmur thanked the gods something clattered in a different direction, making his father think they were somewhere else. They were so close to getting caught! Wilmur wasn't scared of killing his father, but he's scared of the evil part about him. The sickening part scared everyone and that's why everyone listened to him. But he won't listen. Especially since Carl's life is at risk. He'd do anything to protect him.
The woman and young teen get up and start walking their way faster, eager to get out of the building. Gunshots could be heard. His father was killing walkers with a gun when he can just use his shovel to be more quiet. But he was trying to put Wilmur and Andrea's life at risk. It made a walker follow them between the boxes they were walking through. Andrea ended up smashing it against a chain and a hook.
When the walker is killed, they run quietly to the door, silently opening it. But freedom doesn't greet them. The walkers do. When they shut the door and turn around, the Governor is standing in front of them. Andrea and Wilmur just stare without showing any fear.
"Time to go home, huh?" He said, smiling with the same evil smile.
Andrea opened the door again while Wilmur stuck his middle finger up at him before getting pushed behind the door to hide from the walkers. Each walker slipped through, leaving the Governor trapped. They both give the Governor a glare one last time before heading upstairs, listening to the Governor's screams.
He's dead.
Wilmur sighed with relief and looked at Andrea smiling and she smiled back. "Let's go." She said, both walking out of the building.
Even though the Governor is dead, the war isn't over. Martinez will take over, and he will attack them harsh like the Governor does. They'll have to kill him too. The Governor's squad won't give up either. They'll still come after them. His squad knew about the deal and will carry it on.
Nothing was over yet...just the Governor's life.
By the time the sun is up, Andrea and Wilmur make it to the prison with exhaustion. The sight of the prison made Wilmur smile. He could be with Carl again. They'd reunite after one day, but so much has happened in one day, it's as if the whole world turned upside down. But Wilmur can now be with Carl.
But that's all taken away.
A sharp pain had hit the back of his neck.
His vision faded to black.