He didn't expect to see you again

TW: gore, violence, coercion

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His former student was there. You. Kneeling among Rick's group. He hadn't thought about you all these years, after all, why would he when the world was falling into ruin? At the sight of your frightened eyes, an imperceptible look crossed his mind. Recognition, of course you recognized him, and he recognized you too. But hatred boiled inside him.

He had to avenge his men who had died at the hands of Rick's group. His unreadable gaze lingered on your face for a long time before he gestured with his bat. He addressed one of his men. "Take her to the RV. In the meantime..."

Two of his men brutally grab your arms, pushing you into the vehicle as fear grips you. They stay near the door, making you understand that any attempt to escape would be futile. Meanwhile, Negan prowls around the small group like a shark, ready to begin his gruesome game with your friends, his bat pointing at each member. Then, he chooses his victim. The horrified screams of your friends reach you as you sob, trapped in the camper. You know something terrible is happening.

But he doesn't stop at one victim, no... He chooses a second. He killed Abraham, and now it's Glenn's turn. You hear everything. The swings of the bat, the bones, the shattering flesh. The horrified screams of your group. You think you're in the middle of a nightmare, but it's all painfully real. After what seems like endless minutes, he bursts into the camper, his bat covered in blood and brain matter. A cocky smile tugs at his lips, but to your surprise, he doesn't raise his bat to smash you. "Well, well, if I expected to see a familiar face around here again..."