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The Bargaining Chip	By : ihatethesnow Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 3919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Trigger: Violence, taken from the comic
Shannon continued to cry, and Carol helped her get up and walked her to an empty cell that she and Sasha made just for her. Shannon sat on the bed, her body shaking with sobs. Carol sat next to her, trying to offer some comfort. Hershel came in, and while he was desperate to get information about Maggie, he tried to stay calm.
"Shannon, sweetheart, do you remember what these guys looked like?"
She shook her head no.
Rick came in, and asked some more questions. Does she remember where she was kept, did anyone say a specific name, etc...
Shannon nodded and sobbed when she said that one of the men is named "Joe," and he'd tease her sometimes that he would send her to "The Governor." She said she doesn't know anything else.
The Governor got to his knees and stood up, looking at the beaten woman he just violently raped. Her face was unrecognizable. He hated dreadlocks, and said they look like a kitchen mop, so he forcibly shaved her head. The black woman was crying, and he told her to shut the fuck up. He chuckled as he looked at the still bloody "CLAIMED" Joe cut into her chest.
"Ah, right on time." The Governor said, as Bruce entered the room, "Tie her arm and leg to that wall over there, and tie her other arm and leg to that wall over there. Don't struggle too much, sister, you're gonna want to save your energy. After you're done Bruce, We need privacy. Tell me, my black beauty, how long do you think it would take for me to ruin your life? Really fuck you up? I think half an hour should do it, but I plan on doing it every fucking day until you kill yourself. Thank you Bruce, you may leave. Now, girl, are you ready for round two? Oh, and before I forget, princess," the Governor said as he turned to Maggie. "You'll get your turn." Now, black Barbie, open your mouth. And if you bite me, I'll take your eye out."
Michonne tried not to vomit as The Governor forced himself in her mouth. He forced her to swallow, and as he was zipped up his pants, he said that he admitted he got carried away, but enjoyed every second. She tried not to cry, but the angry tears forced their way out.
"Aww. You go ahead and cry it all out, honey. You've earned it." The Governor said, mocking her.
Michonne sobbed "I'm not crying for me. I'm crying for you. I think about all the things I'm going to do to you, and it scares me."
"Awww...you're so cute when you try to be angry. Now I'll have someone come in and clean you up. Round three is coming. I'll be back later for you. And when I come back, I'll bring a friend for you, pumpkin." He said to Maggie.
The Governor went to his home, on the other side of Woodbury, and went into his study. On the wall were dozens of fish tanks, each one containing decapitated heads of walkers. He said on his chair, with a glass of whiskey, and said to himself "57 channels and nothing on." After downing the amber liquid, he stood up and walked over to a door to a dark closet. After using his keys to unlock the deadbolt, he opened the door, and winced when he smelled the decay. He held onto the chain to bring out the walker, a small girl had her hand tied behind her back and a pillowcase over her head. He spoke smoothly to her to try to get her to calm down. He sat on a nearby chair, and pulled the girl closer to him. He gently started to brush her hair, but when the brush hit a snag and pull out some of her scalp, she violently began moving around and tried to bite him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly, saying that "it's okay. She's okay. Daddy's here."
"That's my girl. I love you so much, Penny."
Michonne was desperately trying to get out of her chains and get herself and Maggie out of there. They needed to go. They didn't know WHERE they were, just that it was dangerous. Maggie was crying, still woozy from the blow to her head, and tried to get out of her restraints. Neither could budge. They didn't know where Lori was, but they heard the screams. The night passed without Michonne getting any sleep, her limbs numb. When the sun came up the next morning, she was still crying and in agony. She thought back to Andre, her little man...her sweet boy. She was given a second chance at motherhood, and hoped against hope that she wouldn't have a miscarriage.
They were cold, hungry, thirsty, and in unspeakable pain. Maggie had both her arms tied together and to the floor, forcing her to sit upright. She cried when she looked at her chest and saw "CLAIMED" carved into it. Whenever she would close her eyes for a moment she would fall asleep, but the moment her head would slump forward she would wake up again. Both women were naked, and had been raped countless times. Maggie didn't get the beating Michonne got. Michonne was tied with her arms outstretched and forced to be on her knees. Her ankles were ties just like her wrists were, forcing her legs spread wide. They were together in a small room, trying to talk to each other in an attempt to keep each other sane. They wondered how long it would take before they're saved or dead.
They both snapped awake and looked at each other in fear when they heard the familiar footsteps heading to their room. The Governor kicked the door open, and came in with some new toys. He placed his weapons in front of Michonne to tease her. He has an icepick, a wrench, a hammer, and a nail gun.
"Why?" she asked.
The man smiled and said "because I can."
He told Maggie to watch, and said that if she didn't he'll gut Michonne and watch as she turns and rips the meat from her bones.
Maggie watched as tears rolled out of her eyes. Michonne was shaking as he got behind her and unzipped his pants. He leaned forward and bent her over, making her arms ache from her wrists to her shoulders. He entered her from behind, and she tried to fight back. He taunted her "C'mon, don't be shy. Just like last time. Good girl. Don't pass out, we're just getting warmed up. See...now it's getting good. Think you can take this? Now we're talking. I love it when you try to fight. Because I can fight back."
After the Governor climaxed, he pulled out, stood up and pulled up his pants. Michonne's arms felt as though they were on fire. He slowly walked in front of her and picked up the nail gun. He shot her twice in each leg and once in each shoulder, watching as she yelled in pain. He laughed as he started to kick her. First in the gut, then in the face. He told her that she was his slave. She needed to do exactly what he wanted, or he'll slit Maggie's throat.
"See, I have a problem, my black friend. I have a fight tonight in the arena. I need a replacement, and I want it to be you. And before you start spouting out the 'I'd never do anything for you' or 'who do you think you're talking to' bullshit, you need to realize that I'm in a position to make your life easier. I can put a bullet in your head, or I can help you."
A few nights later, Maggie was unshackled and was the Governor's date to the fight. She watched in horror as Michonne was led to stand in the middle of a circle, while walkers, chained by their necks, surrounded her. She was given her Kantana, and was able to kill the walkers that were getting closer and closer to her. Maggie pleaded with The Governor to stop the fight, but he laughed it off. Michonne could hear the cheers of the crowd, encouraging the walkers to kill her. She held her Kantana tightly, and within seconds she decapitated all the walkers, and then the guards who were placed there to keep her in line. She ran away, and back into the Governor's house. She shut the door to the playroom, then hid and slipped into different rooms. She heard the people coming after her, and held onto her Kantana. She went from room to room, and walked into one darkened room. She turned the light on, and her jar dropped when saw the dozens of decapitated heads in fish tanks. The only piece of furniture was an easy chair. She thought to herself that this was the place where he came to relax. This is where she was going to get her revenge.
She locked the door, wiped off her Kantana, and waited for The Governor. The minutes that ticked by felt like hours. She saw another door, and try to listen to what was behind it. After not hearing anything, she opened the door, and a small child, arms tied to her sides and a pillowcase over her head came out. She tried to calm the child, until she heard the groans. She heard the Governor's footsteps running towards the room, and knew she had the upper hand. The man kicked the door open, and was eye to eye with the man who tortured her for weeks. When he saw that his daughter was inches away from the Kantana, and panicked.
"Please, please don't hurt my little girl." he begged.
Michonne grinned, and swung her Kantana, slicing the dead girl's head in half.
The Governor screamed and ran to his twice dead daughter, just as Michonne ran out of the room. She reached the doorknob to freedom, but he pulled back and pushed to the ground. He kicked her leg, where the nail still was, and punched her several times in the face. Her Kantana was lying on the floor, just out of reach. He got on top of her and she could feel his hands wrap around her neck, and he started to squeeze. She quickly brought up her knee, and hit him in the balls, but also drove the nail deeper into her leg. As he recoiled she rolled over and grabbed her Kantana, slicing his face and taking out his right eye. He covered his face, and she started to run away. She looked for Lori and Maggie, but couldn't find them. With a heavy heart she left by herself, and eventually found her way to the middle of Woodbury, alone in the dark. She saw the wall, and ran towards it.
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