070: No Exceptions!

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"Yep." Negan grinned at them, as he looked them all over. "Gonna be pee-pee pants city here real soon."

Danny glanced at the people around them, feeling someone watching him. But he couldn't pick any specifics out from the crowd. 

"Which one of you pricks is the leader?" He asked.

"Those two." The man from before pointed at Rick and Sami, now standing behind Rick.

Negan walked closer to them, tilting his head. "Hi. Sami and Rick, right? Who's who, Simon?"

"Rick's the one looking at your boots."

Negan's eyes fell on Sami. "Well, shit, Samuel. Someone really did you in, and for that, I must apologize. I'm Negan. And I do not appreciate you killin' my men. Also, when I sent my people to kill your people for killing my people, you killed more of my people. Not cool. Not fucking cool. You have no fucking idea how not fucking cool that shit is. But I think you're gonna be up to speed shortly. Yeah. You are so gonna regret crossing me in a few minutes. Fuck yeah, you are. You see, Rick and Sami." He grinned. "Whatever you do, no matter fucking what, you don't mess with the new world order. The new world order is this, and it's really very simple. So, even if you're fucking stupid, which you two very well may be, you can understand it. You ready? Here goes, pay attention."

He took his bat from his shoulder, swinging it up between their heads. Rick pulled his head away slightly, avoiding it, which Sami caught a barb on the cheek, a deep gash forming, blood already seeping from it.

Which made Negan chuckle, as he leaned his head to the side, looking at them. "Give me your shit, or I will kill you."

Sami kept his head up. Not in a defiant way, but watching. Rick, however, looked at the ground. 

"Today was career day. We invested a lot to show you who I am, and what I can do." He swung the bat towards the woman in the RV. "You work for me, now. You have shit, you give it to me, that's your job." He looked at Sami and Rick again. "Now, I know that is a might big, nasty pill to swallow. But swallow it, you most certainly mother-fucking will."

"You ruled the roost." Negan spoke, and Sami looked back at him through barely open eyes. "You . . . built something. You thought you were safe. I get it. But, the word is out. You are not safe. Not even fucking close. In fact, you are fucked, more fucked if you don't do what I want, and what I want is half your shit. And if that's too much, you can make, find, or steel more, and it'll even out sooner or later."

He backed up, spreading his arms dramatically.

"This is your way of life now. The more your fight back, the harder it'll be. So, if someone knocks on your door, you fucking let us in. We own that fucking door. You try to fucking stop us, and we will fucking knock that fucker down. You understand?"

Rick didn't say anything. 

Danny waited for Sami to do something, some super-human thing, but he didn't. He just continued watching. He was shaking, Danny realized. Sami was shaking.

"What? No answer?" Negan backed up again, glancing at Sami's face and obviously seeing something he didn't like, but then covering his emotions up. "You don't really think that you were going to get through this without being punished, did you? I don't want to kill you people. Just wanna make that clear from the get go. I want you to work for me. You can't do that if you're fucking dead, now, can you? I'm not growing a garden, but you killed my people, a whole fucking damn shit load of them. More than I'm comfortable with. And for that? For that, you're gotta fucking pay. So, now. I'm gonna beat the holy fuck, fucking, fuckity fuck out of one of you."

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