Ch.72

Merle and Daryl had words for each other while the rest of the groups came to a violent head when the Governor demanded the tanks in exchange for our lives. He thought his thirty odd men were enough to take the prison. When they opened fire and threw grenades, the tanks opened fire and the towers auto targeted the men, killing half the governor's men in mere moments.

The Governor was amongst those dead in moments and not one of our people had been killed thanks to them aiming for the towers, not expecting the tanks to be fully operational. The rest of the men surrendered except Merle who fled into the forest, wounded in the gut this time by one of the fifty caliber rounds. He wouldn't be making it far so once the men were tied up, Daryl went after his brother.

As it turns out the rapist prick I castrated before and the two guys Rick killed in the bar were from Woodbury's group. After interrogating the men, they were locked up temporarily while their weapons and ammo were taken by us. Their vehicles and the tree line where they'd come out of was fucked up from the tank fire. Trees were burning and it was a shit show.

We cleaned up, put out the fires and dealt with the walkers that followed. Unfortunately for them, Merle led a bunch of said walkers all the way back to Woodbury. I turned my attention away from all that as a few days passed before I heard screams in the forest not far from the prison. I went on foot and alone, cutting down dozens of walkers and saving a group of five people before any of them could be bitten.

I gave them directions and told them what to say at the gate before squaring off with a semi group of walkers, decapitating them all in moments and moving passed the group, killing dozens more before they could gather. The group got to the prison and they were let in before I came out of the woods having cleared it of walkers. I walked in, telling the groups inside as I cleaned my blade. "Two hundred odd walkers in the forest no more than a few dozen yards in. Send the boys to clean them up and dump them on the highway burn pile. They're headless so they'll have to use the spears."

Glenn nodded and a group of twenty plus two four trucks were sent out while I took off my gloves and offered a hand to Tyreese Williams. He shook it and I grunted. "Welcome to the prison or as I like to call it, Hell's Sanctuary, cause if you're livin in hell you'll need a place to rest someday."

He asked if it was safe and I nodded. "So long as you and yours don't rape, murder in cold blood or try to get the people here killed, it's safe. You'll get three hits and a cot, a brief interview and once we know you better, you'll have the run of the place. Do your part and chip in and you'll never have to worry about walkers eating you in your sleep again. The walls are fortified, there's eight ex military personnel, seven tanks and enough firepower to wage a small war behind these walls."

I gestured to the fields. "As you can see we grow our own food, have running hot water and electricity. You will have to get used to staying in a cell, but the doors can be removed at your leisure and a basic door can be put in for privacy if you'd like. It's not ideal but-"

Sasha, Tyreese's sister spoke up. "We'll take it, thanks."

I nodded. "Then T-Dog can show you to your temporary accommodations and get you fed and watered before the interview. Just know that if you lie or you're here for any other secret reason it will be found out and you'll be sent back across the wall. If you're here to scout for another group thinking of killing us, you'll be dropped across the wall to the walkers. Barring that, or you being closer rapists or child abusers you'll find the rules very lax and more basic, doing chores with everyone, saving peoples asses or guard duty where you basically sit on your ass in the shade and pretend you're important."

One of the vatos flipped me off and I chuckled before T-Dog took over and told them not to mind me. He explained that I wasn't the leader of the group, I was just in a unique position and scary smart as well as bat shit crazy doing things like killing two hundred walkers to save five people I didn't even know. I shrugged saying. "Andreas put the coffee down so I'm off. You crazy kids have fun, I have a lover or two to ravage."

I headed to the guard tower as Andrea came out and I kissed her, sliding up against the tower door before she asked if we were safe. I grunted. "More than enough to be unsafe."

She kissed me and we met up with Amy who pulled me into the camper. They were both very unsafe even with the walls, naughty and borderline porn film like before we were done. Still, they didn't complain when they found me balls deep in Sasha as well a few days after the successful interviews. I still finished and definitely wasn't pulling out of that one, but still, it was a bit rude to barge in.

It was fine though because Sasha knew the score, no strings, hot sex and as of that moment, a full belly. She lowered her hips as I pulled out when I was temporarily spent. I gripped her rear and asked Andrea if there was something wrong or if she was there to join in. Andrea joined in and after a minute so did Amy, not wanting to be outdone.

A few days later Daryl brought the survivors of Woodbury back to the camp, telling us Merle was dead, turned after the bloodloss killed him. He told us the walkers got in when Merle did and destroyed a lot of the town so he brought them here. I left it to stick who took them all in, making our numbers go way up. Even those that attacked before were released when they agreed to follow the rules.

I had my hands full with the three women in my life so I sort of missed the split between Rick and Lori. In the meantime he and Michonne seemed to be getting on while Lori was left to raise Judith and pretty much became just another member of the group with the exception to her being Carl's mother. Hell, Rick could barely look at Judith knowing she was Shane's daughter.

Lori had talked him into killing Shane and it'd fucked with his head, ruining their relationship. Yeah, Amy told me what I missed while she, Andrea and Sasha lay in my bed. I lit a joint and listened to the random gossip down to Daryl being back for good and with Carol officially. Six months passed as a council formed in the prison.

A spiked barricade had been put up outside the wall and snare traps for deer, boar and anything that crosses its path. It mostly served as extra food and a meat source when Daryl wasn't hunting deer and I wasn't bringing back tons of fish. I'd taken on training everyone old enough to hold a weapon properly how to defend themselves.

After six months of constant training, only the newcomers were being trained lately while I took a pick of twenty and wiped out hordes, clearing all the walkers in the immediate area and spreading outwards while we used walkies to have the cleanup crews come in behind us after an area's thoroughly clear. When Daryl found a second crashed chopper while scavenging, I was able to use it and the old one the army guys had crashed to rebuild a new reinforced chopper, working controls and all so they scouted by air and made sure the areas were clear, helped funnel hordes into traps and all in all, kept the council informed of my activities.

Sasha, Amy and Andrea were on the council now and they were all three pregnant. I'd been in and out of the prison, gone for weeks at a time as we swept further and further out, took down bigger hordes and tried to bring back cattle, barn yard animals, deer and hogs for the prison. More and more people were brought in and now the prison sat at more than two hundred and fifty people.

Accidents happened and new people came in so the number was holding steady. Still, after expanding to fifty reclaimers as my group was called, there was no more walkers for Daryl's group to run into and that was three months ago. We'd reclaimed, fortified and opened up supply channels to other camps of survivors willing to trade, help or simply stay out of our way. Diplomats were sent to the iffy ones and if a group turned hostile, they weren't let off.

Simply put they could turn out people away, become Allie's or be wiped out if they turn violent against a peacekeeper as T-Dogs group was called. It was mostly made up of Vatos, but it helped creat ties and bonds between the communities and keep my people from getting shot while taking out walkers. I'd basically had three modes for when I was out killing walkers, trap, kill and fortify the area.

To that end we'd wiped out nearly all the massive hordes in the area all the way back to Fort Benning and over to Atlanta. We'd run into the Saviors and their click, but they didn't fuck with us much, mostly avoiding the rumored walker hunters that take out hordes to reclaim the world for the living.