When The Camellia Wilts | The Walking Dead Fanfiction

The Return To Woodbury

The governor has arrived. 

Her chest heaved up and down as seemingly never-ending sets of footsteps echoed through the empty hallways. The governor and his army was no doubt armed to the brim and the confidence in their footsteps were haunting. She was staring at Rick for the go signal which she's been itching to see. The flash bang in her hand felt hot, like it was also itching for a fight. 

If the universe was feeling generous, the governor would drop dead and the fight would end. But  there are no more free things in life. 

At the nod of Rick's head, Aliya threw the flash bang and immediately fired a fleet of bullets. 

They all started screaming in fear as they scurry back, away from the bullets. Another flash bang was thrown as they started to scatter, their formations weakened. Smoke slowly engulfed the already poorly-visible hallways as blaring alarms blasted in their ears. The red hue of the warning lights only added to the cruelty of the situation. 

They only knew that they governor and his people were out when bullets started flying once again. Maggie and Glenn were positioned in the bridge and covered with the armour that the dead police force once wore. 

Defeated, the governor was pulled back into their vehicle by Martinez as he shot petty fires from his windows. It was like a toddler not getting his way, throwing a tantrum. Maggie and Glenn only stopped firing when they started driving away. They aimed for their feet and to drive them away, not their bodies and to kill. The sound of gravel crunching under their tires reminded them of a puppy with its tail in between its own legs. 

They won. 

For now. 

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After making sure that the coast was clear, they all simultaneously made their way down to the ground. They all stood side by side with ragged breathing and exhausted hearts. It felt as though for even bullets they fired, pieces of their souls chipped away with it. There was one thing she was grateful for though. 

They cleared the walkers on the field, making things a little bit easier for them. But it just wasn't enough. 

"We should hit the iron while it's hot." she seconded Michonne. Michonne was right, they should follow them and finish the job. Driving them away wasn't enough, it just doubled the risk of them dying. Nothing is over until the governor was dead. Nothing. Daryl nodded too, agreeing with the two, "We should finish it." he stepped to the side, itching to chase after them. 

"It is finished. Didn't you see them hightail it out o'here?" Maggie rasped out, the excitement from driving them away put flowers on her lenses. Aliya shook her head, "It's the governor." she emphasised. They all should know by now how dirty the governor plays. Carol nodded at that, "They could regroup." she shrugged out, knowing that they definitely will.