Lucia was on her knees, as the man with the moustache with cruel eyes smiles down at those who are sitting on their knees in defeat, Lucia tried to ignore some of those who are sobbing in fear of what's to come as she tries to control her own fear as she had been doing since those men had came to murder her mother and taking her away from her father.

"Let's meet the man." the man said, breaking Lucia out of her thoughts.

Lucia didn't want to look up to see the man, so she kept her glance down, her hands clenching hard to the point her bleeding knuckles had turned white.

She heard the RV door opening with footsteps coming down, she really wished she didn't cut her hair off so she would have a curtain hiding her face, but she refuses to look up to this leader of the saviors.

"Pissing our pants yet? Boy, do I have a feeling we're getting close." said a new voice, though it wasn't new to her.

Her head snapped up so fast that it hurt her neck. She couldn't believe who she was seeing after accepting that her dad was dead for so long was standing in front of them, wearing a leather coat while holding a baseball bat with wire wrapped around it and acting like an asshole.

Her dad.

"It's gonna be pee-pee pants real soon."

Her dad paused for a moment, never seeing her in the line up. "Which one of you pricks is the leader?"

Lucia couldn't deny that being called a prick by her own dad hurts, if he knew she was here ... .would he still call her that, possibly kill her or would he stop it?

She isn't sure if she wants to know.

"It's this one." said the savior from before. "He's the guy."

Her dad sighs, she waits to see what he would do, praying he won't see her or recognise her. He walks towards Rick Grimes, the one leader that took her in, not knowing who her dad was when he and Daryl saved her from the hospital.

"Hi, you're Rick, right?" her dad asked, "I'm Negan."

Rick, still acting like a tough guy, looks away. So her dad spoke more to him. "And I do not appreciate you killing my men. Also when I sent my people to kill your people for killing my people, you killed more of my people."

Lucia had forgotten how much he talks, but this can't be her dad, the one who would play tea-party with her, even wearing a woman's wig and let him paint his nails, pretending that her toys were real people for her as long as she wanted.

He was just pretending again, then she realized, maybe the reason he's like this is because he must've seen too much, so he's pretending again to protect his people.

She knew that nothing good would come out of the mess they had done.

"You have no idea how not cool that shit is. But I think you're gonna be up to speed shortly."

He just kept talking about how they would regret killing his men soon. But at least he isn't looking at her, but how long can she stand the way he is right now before she lets him know she is here?

She glances at Daryl, the hunter that had kept her safe from the wolves when he found one attacking her, who had helped her to get through her panic attacks whenever she had a flashback of Dawn Lerner's beatens. He shook his head at her slightly, letting her know to keep quiet.

"-Pay attention." her dad says, she looks at him to see him pointing the bat at Rick. "Give me your shit or I will kill you."

He then goes into about himself a little bit, he walks back and forth. Whenever he walks past her, she hides her face by looking down, praying that he won't see her.

"You work for me now. You have shit, you give it to me. Now that's your job."

Lucia suddenly struggled to breath, so she put her hands on the pavement, cutting her knuckles on it.

"-this is your way of life now."

/she took in a deep breath, she knew that everything will change, no one will ever be safe ever again and if her dad recognises her now, he'd take her away with him. She wouldn't see Daryl, Glenn, Carl or even baby Judith ever again.

"So now….I'm gonna beat the holy hell out of one of you."

Her body shook after hearing the word, "beat" she couldn't hold back the flinch, even after a year, nearly two, Dawn still has control over her.

"This…this is Lucille and she is awesome."

Her mom….she looked up to see him swinging the bat in front of Rick's face, but it makes her angry that her dad named that thing after her mom.

"Y-you named that thing after mom?" she couldn't help herself say, it was out of her mouth before she could stop herself.

"Who the fuck said that?"

Then her dad's boots are under her, she tries to keep her glance down but her dad knelt down, tilting her chin up with the end of the bat so she's looking up at him.

For once since he walked out of the RV, his eyes soften but widen in shock, but it's gone as quickly as it came.

Her dad was still within the monster that stood before him. The dad she knows is still there.

"Luci, well I thought you were dead." he said, smirking. "But I won't be taking it easy on you just because you're my daughter, Lucia."

"Mom….would be pissed…." she gasped.

"LUCI!" She can hear Glenn shouting at her. "BREATHE!"

"Ah, nope! Keep him in line." her dad said, pointing the bat at the korean.

"That's not how we do it at the Saviors, Lucia. So just because you're my daughter doesn't mean you won't be punished for this. We'll get to yours real soon, baby doll."

Her dad gets up, walks away from her. But she saw how much he hated himself with her being there.

"All this is just so we can pick out which one of you gets the honor."

She must've blacked out for a moment because when she opened her eyes, she saw her dad pointing the bat at Abraham. She gets up, runs to her dad, grabbing the bat's end, cutting her hands which helps her bring her out of her attack.

"If you're going to kill my friend, dad, then you will have to kill me, too." she said, not believing how stupid she's being.

"Now baby doll, go back in line and let big red have his punishment."

His eyes were begging her to listened to him and do as she's told, but he knows deep down that this is fucked up and wrong. She's lost enough friends and she won't let him take more away from her.

"You forget, I know the real you behind this monster. The dad I remember was, yes, he could be short tempered when someone insulted me or mom, but he was never a monster. So stop playing pretend and let them see the real Negan, not the monster Negan."

He frowned at her, pushing her away from him and the bat. "Simon!"

"Yeah, boss?" creepy-ass dude, Simon said.

"Take her into the tuck and keep her there. I'll deal with her back at the base."

Simon came to her, but all she saw was Gorma stalking towards her, so she punched him in the face.

Someone took her arms, she could hear Daryl, Glenn and some of the others shout out her name distorted. She then had a sharp pain at the side of her cheek, knocking her out.

Everything was nothing but darkness, but she heard screaming as she heard two people were put to death.

It might be a bit selfish of her, but she was relieved not to witness it, it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt that two of her friends are dead and she won't see them ever again.

She woke once, only to see Daryl looking at her with concern, he pop her against his uninjured shoulder.

"Luci, can ya hear me?" he asked. She couldn't help but smile as a single tear fell from her eyes as the darkness invaded her mind.

But she wasn't scared anymore, she has her Daryl, the hunter that will always keep her safe so she can rest easy.