Chapter 48

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The crowd scattered, but some were too slow as the Runner catch them. Then the chorus of screams came, and those screams were drowned out by the moans and groans of the living dead as dozen of Infected stumbled and Runner lunged in a vicious attack, swarming over the city.

He ran at the wall, scaling it using the metal supports, and hoisted himself up with the bottle as his weapon. He could barely hear his breathing: screaming, the sounds of gunfire and shouts of terror and rage from every angle.

A man came screaming as a Runner lunged over him from the alleyway, and a young boy no older than fourteen lurched back and fired, staying in place only long enough to watch the Runner collapse lifelessly to the ground.

A woman ran out into the alley between the buildings in front of them, screaming in agony, a deep gash from her right shoulder all the way down her chest staining her a brutal red. Another Runner tore after her, and then Negan was on top of him, used the sharp glass and thrust it in the cranium. "Fuck, fuck-" he was spattered with black, and when he rounded the corner to peer out into the street, everything was a blur of movement. He couldn't make out individual people, just frantically running bodies.

He couldn't tell who was falling when shots were fired or blades were swung, and he felt sick for it. "Fuck-" Negan choked out, stumbling into the street, frantically looking the warring bodies of the herd. The teenaged soldier came to Negan in fear, wanting to be beside Negan.

Louder than the gunshots, Negan could hear the wails of the dying woman a few yards away, ragged, pained sounds that devolved into gurgling. He squeezed his eyes closed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Fuck, fuck-

He could see her face, pale as death save for the blood bubbling up from her lips.

"Can't save them all," Negan said to the kid, his voice steel. "You just can't. Shit fucking happens, it fucking does. Come on, kid. Let's get out there, go to the buses now!"

The kid nodded, clearing his head with a brusque shake and ran with all his might as Negan tries to find everyone and urge them to escape.

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Max watched the commotion of people rushing on every bus in a fashionable order. He listened carefully to the gunfire and the screams of people fighting and running against the herd.

He counts every person coming on board in the large school bus, checking if there were enough seats for people to come in. A few were crowded behind the bus, close to the back emergency door, parents holding their frightened children and Frontier soldiers that surrender had their semi-automatic rifles out the window to slow down any of the herd.

One by one, Max watched the last remaining people entering the last bus.

He gets on his seat and starts the engine and waits as the other buses drive out the fence gate.

A woman gasps. "Oh my God."

Max turns to see the herd of Runners suddenly at the fence gates, teeth nipping through the metal gaps. The Runners in an instant start to climb, stumbling on their footing to grasp the fence.

The soldier start to shoot immediately, bullets flying towards the fleshly dead bodies, dead fingers slipping its grasp while others are almost in.

The yellow buses flew by in no time and Max is stuck in the middle of the swarm of Runners. C'mon, he growled. His foot ready to accelerate as Johan finally gets out of the confrontation.

And Max is grabbed by the shoulder and yanked out of his seat. The Frontier threw him out the door and brings his gun down. Max rolls over as the buttplate of the rifle slams the ground.

The man was fast. He swung the rifle, the deadly weapon poised on his soldier at the same time as Max leaped to his feet and aims the gun.

A fire is shot and a bullet strikes the Frontiers neck.

Max took a breath to steady his nerves, turned to see the Runners are inside the fence and chasing towards Max, and he ran as fast as he can.

Slamming the door shut and bang! A Runner's face snarled and nipped at the window where Max is, his skin flapping around as he smashes the hard window. Other Runner's bodies slam against the vehicle, the people screamed in horror, Frontiers continue shooting at the Runner as more come in.

Max slams his foot at the gas and drove like a mad man. The bus hits a few bodies of Runner, the flesh impacted the front rear in a bloody mess, wheels driving over the body for good measure.

He turns the wheel in a hard jerk and crashes the fence. He gave a harsh breath as the Runners chase after him and he accelerates. He glances at the rear mirror and sees a distance between the bus and the Runners.

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Bud stared down the barrel of the .300 rifle, laid the crosshairs one of the haggard Infected with no jaw, squeezed the trigger, and grinned like a harpy.

He had the cargo vehicle for others that were running, giving them time to run out of the city. Bud trusts Negan and seeing people running scared, he turned his bitter heart about the Frontiers. He knew that the Frontiers are failing and no army can save people among the horrors of the Infected plague.

He squeezes the trigger again. There is remorse in his eyes. Bud found another living dead target and fired. And another.

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Beta shoved his dead soldier out of the way as a Runner charged at him. Beta grabbed the wounded Runner and shoved it to the ground.

"I'm going to find you. And I am going to cut open your stomach and wear it like a necklace."

Beta leaped over the snarling dead and land hard atop of it. He grabbed the hair and chin and snapped its neck with a vicious twist. He was grinning as he gets up and shoots up in the fire.

"I'm gonna get you, you little fucker!"

He shoots his way of the herd. He wanted that man. Beta wanted to destroy Negan for good. He needs Negan to suffer, his eyes blood shot, tempting for any blood to cross his path.

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It was madness. Infected staggered around the abandoned city. With no mind or loyalties, they attacked everyone. Attacking and ripping open screaming Frontier traitors. Negan drenched himself in the organs and blood of an Infected he dragged in the corner of an alleyway, cut free from the dead.

His whole body and clothing is black blood and walking in the herd, unaware of Negan's presence as he makes his way out of the city.

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As the buses left, the Saviors led the rest of the people out of the wall. Sophie had a crossbow and fired a shot as the last person went by her. "That's everyone!" She announced.

And the Saviors run back to their departure.

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Beta saw two Frontier soldiers running at him, recognizing his soldiers.

"You killed our leader," grumbled Abraham, the bore staring at Beta.

"We did our duties. But this is madness," said Damien.

"Killing her is the best decision I've ever made. Negan did this. He brought this herd to show the people we are to blame." He should be cowering. He was older than these men who were fit and pack than the scrawny muscled man.

"Everyone is dead. We are the last ones. And we won't let you get free. We will be the last Frontiers alive, not you." Growled Abraham.

Damien pulls his saber out and Beta's lips twitched and writhed.

"You think this is funny?" Asked Abraham. "You're a nut case-"

Beta kicked Abraham under the kneecap and chopped him across the throat with the stiffened edge of his head. There was a sound like a twig cracking and Abraham's fingers clawed at his throat as he struggles to get any air. His face turned red and then purple and fell.

Damien wasted no time and slaved a killing blow at Beta, but then he leaped forward inside the swing. He head-butted Damien, punched him in the chest and face, and snatched the saber out of his hand. There was a flag of silver slashing multiple times in the neck and eyes and then Damien was falling, blood poured out of his eyes.

He chuckled madly. He drops the saber at Damien's leg and pierced through and walks outside the wall that was broken on the other side on the east side.

In a split second he saw a small figure stumbling away, and looking at the familiar face, he grinned in delight and followed the figure.

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Negan moves away from the herd to find the sewer routes. Before Negan gets to open the sewer plate there was a huge explosion, and he turned to see several buildings turn into a fireball. They were defused inside these buildings, trying to burn this city to the ground. Infected and Runners were flung halfway across the cemented floor, and some caught in the fire.

He groans as the fire is coming closer to him. Picking up the plate, he swung his legs over the hole as smoke and flames wreckage the streets and out into the big field and Negan jumps in.

He jumps in cold water below his ankles and in darkness. Debris falls inside the hole, covering his black covered head. He walks away and splashes sewer water on his head, washing his hair and his hands, avoiding to swallow any dirty water.

He walks in the darkness that seemed to make him see through the dark, letting his instincts to find his way out.

The world seemed to be made of black and inferno heat above him. A distant part of him wondered if he would find an escape. There has to be way out of the sewers and he wasn't going to stop.

And as he reaches his hand, he felt the round steel grip in his hand. He then starts to climb up and uses his hand to push open the sewer door and sunlight blinds him, smiling to himself.

He gets out of the sewers and led him to a canopy of trees. Squirrels chatted in the trees, and the snow beneath his feet glittered. The road and skeleton cars covered in snow. The loveliness of the evergreen and deciduous trees was immense and fresh. He didn't spike, just letting himself to breathe in the fresh air.

Then turning around to the city, it changed.

The walls are down and the city was a massive ruin. Smoke burned away as it reduced to ash, making buildings into a blackened shell.

If anyone goes inside the city, the field would be covered of fleshed ash and cracked bones of the Infected and Runners. And the herd still walks out the wall, not sure where the flesh is now since it's gone.

It was so still that Negan never noticed a truck coming behind him.

An arm wrapped his shoulder and puts a blanket over his shoulder, rubbing his arms. "You okay, boss?" Asked Jon. One of the Saviors gave Negan a wet cloth and Negan washes his face with it.

He nods. "If I'm walking, I'm fine as a horse's ass. How many Frontier left alive?"

"None, sir. All died while the rest are with us by your offer." Answered petite woman Riley. "Two hundred and seventy-three surrendered. None of the Saviors didn't die and no injuries. We are tending some wounds to the people, only eleven showed bite wounds and six out of eleven had to be put down."

"Boss!" And Bud ran right at Negan in concern.

"What's going on?"

"The group came back, but Mal's didn't. They don't know where she is."

And Negan rushed at Bud with worried eyes, grabbing the collar of his shirt. He didn't mean to frighten Bud, but he understands and knows what Negan wants. Negan lets go as Bud rushes back to grab some scouts.

"Bud will make some scouts. She must be in the city, beyond the walls." He commanded, trying to let his voice be heard of his shakiness.

"Mal, where are you?" He asked himself worriedly.

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