No Sanctuary For Old Men [18+] |Negan| ✔️ Complete

XIX • #Justice

Daphne wasn't expecting to enjoy Drak's blood-curdling screech of pain upon Lucille's rough love with his flaccid cock. But she did, very much, enjoy it. The squelch of the bat coming down on his rape meat and tearing it to smithereens made her positively euphoric. Negan yelled in maniacal glee as he brought her down a fourth and final time, more for show than there really being anything left to smash.

Drak went limp, passing out, and Gavin and Daphne let his body crumple in the dirt. Negan turned to the Nomads kneeling before him, frozen in place with the proper amount of horror etched on their dirty faces.

He lifted Lucille, and flung it forward, a stray hunk of skin slapping one of their captives in the face. The guy moaned and flinched back, but was too afraid to move position.

"And that is what Lucille thinks of fuckin' rapists," Negan bellowed, spreading his arms for effect. "If you don't want her to castrate your little pricks too, you'll let my crew herd you all into one of those fuckin' trailers so we can take you home with us. If you're well behaved, you might even get a quick execution."

Daphne was sure Paula, Simon and Arat would disagree with that, but assumed that's why he added the 'might'. Nevertheless, the Nomads were docile as kittens as they were herded into an empty trailer. They watched through the windows as Negan and Gavin hung Drak in one of the nooses that had held his former prey, and left him to drip blood and eventually turn.

"It's okay, we have a great doctor, we'll get you fixed up." A female Savior wrapped a blanket around one of the women, walking her towards the third camper. It was drivable instead of needing to be pulled by a truck, and Daphne would be taking that one with all of the liberated women in it.

She heard muffled crying and turned, seeing a long haired Savior rocking a still bound and gagged woman on the ground.

"Shhhh, it's okay, we've got you now, shhh," he cooed, and Daphne recognized the surfer dude's voice. She stepped closer, and the woman looked terrified, whimpering and trying to squirm out of his arms.

She grabbed a fistful of his hair and wrenched him backwards. "Jesus Christ, let go of her, you idiot!"

"What the fuck?!" Jared fell onto his ass and gaped at her in shock.

"She's a rape victim, you fucking moron, she doesn't want you all over her," Daphne snapped as she untied the woman's hands and gently slid the gag from her mouth. "So sorry hon, I swear we're not all animals. Let's get you inside." She slipped an arm around the woman's back to help her to her feet.

There was a sharp click and Daphne raised her eyes into the barrel of Jared's gun.

"You don't fucking talk to me like that," he snarled, and she couldn't help but laugh at him. He wavered at that, confusion marring his features.

"This morning I took out Negan's top Lieutenant and his top wife," she informed him with an amused expression. "By all means, point that gun at me. See where it fucking gets you." She continued leading the crying woman to the trailer, completely unfazed.

His hand shook and he dropped his arm, scowling. Negan smirked at Daphne as she entered the trailer and she returned it before disappearing inside.

"Everyone snug as a bug in their fuckin' rugs?" the leather clad leader bellowed, and Gavin saluted him from their group at the far end. Negan jumped into the truck hooked up to the trailer housing their new captives. He banged on the door as he revved the engine, and the convoy was off.

Arat met them at Gavin's original rendezvous point in the jeep, two more cars packed with Saviors in tow.

She pouted up at Daphne, who hung out the driver's side window to greet her. "Aw, missed all the action."