Lucille is Thirsty

Chapter 28 Lucille is Thirsty

POV Simon

"Running won't do any good!" Our pursuer yells through a loudspeaker in the distance with a childish laugh. "Muahaha."

How did we get to this? They were supposed to be just a small group with a trick or two up their sleeves. My face is covered in sweat and my hands are shaking. Most of my men are dead or captured while I'm with Arat holed up in a fucking abandoned ice cream parlor with no ammo.

I am leaning against one of the windows watching the movement outside, several vehicles are patrolling the dark streets under the light of the moon.

"Negan's on his way, we just have to stay hidden." Arat whispers with a face full of worry and pain while holding a wound on her leg, she was shot when we were retreating.

"Help Simon, help me Arat, someone help me!" I hear one of our subordinates as I watch him limping down the street yelling for help, at this, I clench my teeth, we can't reveal our position. However, quickly several vehicles speed up with their lights on and surround the poor bastard.

These people are terrifying.

"I found you~ hehe." I hear the child's voice over the speaker followed by a giggle. "Capture him." In that, I observe how the men quickly get out of the vehicles and proceed to beat up my subordinate.

"No... please let me go!" He pleads as they throw him into a van, in that, I see the person behind all this. In the middle of the street surrounded by armed men stands a little kid with a smile on his face.

My heart starts to pound as I realize that all our failure is due to a child, this is terrifying. However, the kid takes a small furry animal out of his shirt and places it on the ground.

"A puppy?" I whisper uncertainly.

"Get away from the bloody window, Simon." Arat whispers looking at me with hatred, she is right to hate me, this is all my fault for not retiring on time.

"Go ahead, Sparky, find them!" The kid yells as I watch out the window as the puppy begins to sniff in different directions until he starts to growl, in that, my face loses all color as the kid turns in my direction and a crooked smile spreads across his face.

"Ready or not here I come!" He yells in our direction as his men begin to surround the ice cream parlor.

"Shit." I whisper slowly backing away from the window.

"Simon?" Arat is confused, however, an explosion breaks down the door and several guys in tactical suits rush in with their guns trained on us.

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POV Negan

The closer I get to the city of Washington my hands start to feel itchy, I have a strange feeling about this whole situation.

"Simon here, we managed to control the situation." I hear Simon's tired voice over the radio.

"You took your fucking time. You know what? We are close now and Lucille is getting impatient." I answer over the radio while grunting a bit. "Is there anything else I should know, Simon?" I ask, but I don't get an answer for a few seconds until he answers.

"No, everything is in order." It's all he says.

"Stop the damn truck." I whisper to the driver, however, he doesn't seem to hear me. "Stop the damn truck!" I scream causing the driver to stop immediately and look at me with fear in his eyes, then I get out of the truck and look at the city in the distance. It's a trap, Simon doesn't operate that way.

Behind me, many vehicles stop and drivers begin to get out of their cars and approach me, all in a state of confusion. "Negan, did something happen?" I wonder Laura.

"The idiots were captured and are being used as bait." I say resting my bat on my shoulder as I turn around and survey the crowd of my subordinates before me. "Those bastards want to play with us." I say shaking my head. "We will show them what we Saviors are capable of!" I exclaim furiously. "Who are you guys?" I ask sending a hard look to my subordinates.

"We are Negan!" They respond by kneeling before me which causes a sadistic smile to spread across my face. "We will show them the power of Negan." I say picking up the radio and pressing to talk.

"This is Negan." I say over the radio. "I want to talk to whoever is in charge. Now!" I exclaim while I wait a few seconds, in that, a male voice answers.

"Why do I have to do this?" I hear someone whisper on the radio. "This is Mike speaking, Head of Security for His Highness J... Huh! Don't hit me." Communication is interrupted again. what the fuck? However, the radio resumes transmission. "This is Mike speaking, chief of security for His Highness, for now, I'll be the one to talk to you."

"So Mike? I will tell you how they are going to do things… first, you return my men to me, second, you give me the head of that self-proclaimed king, and third, you will give me half of all your things." I say on the radio. "Otherwise hundreds of my men, we will burn every inch of the city and leave no trace of you." That's all I say while I wait for their response.

"We refuse, here is our counter offer. They drop all their weapons, voluntarily surrender to Empire security personnel, and Negan is taken into custody." He says over the radio. My face turns red with anger, these bastards are making fun of us.

"Very bad. Very bad, Mike. You have no idea how bad you were, but you will soon begin to understand. In a few minutes, you will regret having offended me. That's how it is." I say throwing the radio on the ground and crushing it under my shoe several times until it shatters.

"Enough talk, time to work." I say as I calm down a bit and look at my subordinates all anxious.

However, shortly after, the eyes of my subordinates widen looking behind me, at this, I quickly turn around and look in the direction of the city while holding Lucille tightly.

Fireworks are shot from the center of the city as the road lights start to come on one by one, forming a straight line leading to the center of the city. The bastards made the street lights work and they want to guide us like moths to them.

"Sons of bitches!" I exclaim swaying a bit with a vicious grin on my face.

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How cheeky! They have balls, I have to admit that. I watch my subordinates carefully and see that some of them have doubt and concern on their faces.

"Have we peed on ourselves yet? Gosh, I have a feeling some of you are close. Yes, very soon in Washington there will be a lot of smell of urine." I say swinging my bat and getting into the truck in the driver's seat.

"There will be a lot of piss from those bastards."

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POV Justin

"You know that the lights and those fireworks won't just attract that Negan guy, right?" Mike asks me with a raised eyebrow questioning my decisions.

"Come on, stop being boring, Mike." I say waving my hands. "You guys can take care of a few walkers who get close enough, after all, most of them left the city chasing after Beta. Perhaps there are some hidden or on the outskirts of the city, but they will take a long time to arrive. Do you remember that walkers are slow? I say with a giggle as Mike looks away from me. How dramatic.

Although these concerns are valid, there is nothing to worry about, for the week the men have been slowly sweeping the city, looting it, and finishing off the straggler walkers. Obviously, there are still walkers hanging around in some places as well as around the city, however, Pentagon engineers are already working on a way to keep the walkers away. But that's for another time, my uncle Negan is on his way and he's furious.

"Why didn't you speak on the radio and didn't want me to pronounce your name? I thought you liked to brag." Mike asks me.

"That would be very troublesome and I wouldn't know what he would do next." I say as I turn around and look around. "However, he is furious now and is coming over here."

Several vehicles are gathered in the middle of a large intersection with their lights on and in front is Simon along with what remains of his men kneeling on the ground while my minions pretty much surround the entire area.

"I guess you guys have done this many times right?" I say walking towards them with my hands behind my back. "Are you afraid?" I ask innocently tilting my head as one of the kneeling men urinates on himself. "They should have it." I say with a predatory smile.

Minutes later, I see a large column of vehicles speeding towards the center of the city with their lights on, being guided by a large cargo truck that is colliding with everything in front of it. "Everyone to your positions!" I exclaim as I begin to back slowly toward my vehicle. I can't wait to show off.

The show is about to start.

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POV Negan

"There are the sons of bitches." I say through gritted teeth as I hit the gas and crash into another abandoned vehicle that cuts into my path. In the distance, I managed to see Simon along with Arat kneeling on the ground along with other members of the saviors. Behind them are several vehicles with various subjects wearing tactical suits and in the middle of the group is a man in a damn business suit.

I keep accelerating, I'm tempted to run them all over, however, I stop the truck a few meters from the guy in the suit, and the bastard doesn't even flinch. None of them are targeting us, they are looking down on us. I kick the car door open as I grab Lucille and climb out of the truck.

Behind me, all the vehicles begin to stop as my men get out with weapons ready to fire on my signal. "Let no one shoot without my signal."

"You must be Negan, I'm Mike. Have you come to give yourself away?" He asks with his hand on his gun.

"Are you fucking blind?" I ask pointing with the bat behind me. "Don't you see all these angry people behind me?" I say with my characteristic smile. "Where is your boss? Is the coward hiding?" I ask swinging my bat. "I want to introduce you to Lucille." I say pointing to my bat. "It's a vampire bat and it's phenomenal."

"My boss wants to make a deal." Mike says, at this, a dark smile spreads across my face, they must be terrified of our power.

"What kind of deal?" I ask with interest. I have more than enough men to kill everyone here.

"A fight to the death between you and my boss or until either of you gives up. The winner will get it all." Mike exclaims.

"What makes you think I'd accept that offer? I have more men than you." I say with a smirk. However, Mike snaps his fingers and from the roofs of the buildings, dozens of armed men appear pointing at us, from the windows and even in the distance dozens of vehicles turn on their lights. Sons of bitches

"I recommend you accept the offer." He says with a smile.

"Negan, there are too many."

"They are going to massacre us"

"I don't want to die."

"Can we… give up?"

My men panic, while I'm looking in all directions, we're surrounded. I have more than 100 men, however, they have 5 times more men than us and not to mention those who are hidden. Damn, they had the upper hand all this time, why haven't they finished us off yet?!

"Let the bastard come! I will spill his brain in front of all of you and then you will belong to me." I exclaim swinging my bat hard. Whoever he is, I'm going to make him suffer like never before. If I think about it, it is a unique opportunity, with these people under my command, I will be able to expand the saviors to scales never seen before. I just have to kill an idiot.

"Understood." Mike says taking his radio. "He accepts." Says Mike on the radio. In that, in the distance, the lights of some approaching vehicles call my attention and that of my men.

A limousine with the United States flag approaches escorted by two vans, one leading the limo and one behind.

These damn people really do have style.

The limo pulls up in front of me as the vans keep their distance. More armed individuals get out of the vans and surround the limousine. The front door of the limo opens and an extremely tall guy in a leather jacket and black glasses steps out.

I guess that's the fucking one I have to break the head off, in that, I squeeze Lucille hard. However, this person went to the rear door of the limo and then opened it. He is not the leader?

In that, I see how a small figure gets out of the limousine making all his subordinates kneel down.

"Your Highness!" They exclaim.

I take a few steps back as my breath begins to quicken in disbelief my eyes are seeing, my grip on my bat loosening as his subordinates step aside and the small figure walks in my direction. Is this some kind of nightmare? It's not possible.

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"Holy shit…" That is all I can say letting Lucille fall to the ground.

"How terrible, isn't it? Realizing that you don't know shit." Justin my nephew says standing in front of me with a crown on his head and an ax on his shoulder.

In that, both my subordinates and his, gather around us forming a large circle with the two of us in the middle.

How the hell did I get to this? I urgently need a bloody drink. I have many feelings at once. I can't resist them anymore and then I started to laugh without humor. A dry, harsh laugh before taking Lucille back in my hands.

"Fight!" Justin yells swinging his ax as a crooked smile spreads across his face.

Guess it's time to educate the little demon, then I tighten my grip on the bat with a vicious smile.

"Lucille is thirsty."