Negan Smith has never claimed to be a perfect man. Just a man with strengths and faults like any other. Many who look at him only see one night in his life. There is far more to Negan Smith then his singular step from that piece of shit RV. There are many who wish that day had not happened. While the pain that day caused is regrettable, the lessons taught to those there must never be forgotten. This…lesson was not given for no reason. Everyone would ask Negan to apologize for what he had done. Perhaps if some would show regret for everything that began the war? No one has ever spoken a word of a night just as bad if not worse then the ‘lineup’ as many now call it.
In the dead of night the moon shone overhead. Crimson lit up the area. Silence was deafening when the blade slid across the guard’s neck. The rats scurry into the outpost. It was as if the stink of the dead had brought them in. No one was dead. They were all sleeping. Every single one. All of the security were now dead. The first kill would come by way of the man Negan would come to know as Rick Grimes. The former police offer snuck into the room with blade in hand. Nothing could be heard as the knife pierced skin, flesh and bone. Blood was to the hilt of the knife when it exited the skull. This motion was repeated again and again. Rick was not the only one to kill others in their sleep. The ever beloved Glenn Rhee was one to decide to come along this murderous night. Not only did Glenn kill one…oh no…he was so kind as to prevent someone else from taking a life..He would kill two in their sleep. Blood was very much on his hands that night. If only he knew what awaited him for his actions that night. If only he knew his picture would be up on the wall too. He may have been shown mercy had he shown mercy. Let us not forget Abraham. While Abraham cared for others, he showed no such heart when he unloaded a rifle into many people there. That night was more a massacre then any Negan had ever perpetrated upon Rick’s group.
The following day was full of tears. No one could have told Negan of what happened because no one was left alive. Negan would make his way to the outpost to see just how much carnage had all been spread throughout. Bodies were splayed everywhere. Revenge was always on his mind. Before he could see that settled, he had to answer questions. He had to answer why people were killed in their sleep. It was a question he had no answer for. There were fights. There were battles between people but he had never seen anything like this. The hours passed as if they were days. The pain in the eyes of families and loved ones could never fade from his mind’s eye. This night is what repeats in his thoughts and dreams. This was the night that carried him to the plans. This is the night that carried him for justice for those who fell that night and the families he must care for.
I’m Negan…and I do not appreciate you killing my men.
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