the living look in the corpse

by kokhav_lives

Summary:

Savior Carl AU I made to redeem Ron Anderson
through the POV of ron anderson and carl is freaking SCARY

OHYEAH and alsso lori is alive

along w a sophinid side plot :^

title from walt whitman

Notes:

• Inspired by lol saviour carl by @tewnylewns on tumblr

Chapter 1: replacement

Summary:

ummmm ron being edgy as heeelll

Not a minute passes, not a minute or second, without a corpse.

My face is cold, and damp.. I can't stop crying.
I look at my brother, my mother. How come my dad survived? I can't be in the same home as him, so I was sent to Rick and Lori’s house. It feels strange.. They treated me like their own son so quickly.
Great guess, apparently. When I asked Lori why she was so sweet to me, she replied, “Well.. You just remind me of my son.”

“…what was his name?”

Huh. They had a son.

“... Carl”
“He would have liked you.”
She went quiet.
That happened a lot, despite how attached they had become to me- and how attached I’d become to her, just Lori. It's harder for me to open up to Rick. Of course, both of them were definitely projecting their grief onto me, and I felt bad being his replacement. “He was young, too young. Only 10 years old, he got separated from us.” She wipes her tears on her sleeve, “during a hoard, he was trying to save sofia but..” she cuts herself off, looking at her clenched hands beneath her
Who? Oh, right, Enid's new friend. I like her, it's comforting to know Enid has someone to protect her out there.
A few hours of silence passed, I wasn't upset. It felt nice. I had never quite gotten much quiet time at home, I literally have no idea how anybody can say silence is ‘loud’ like… that's impossible… silence is quiet,.. What?
Anyways. A few hours passed, and my silence was interrupted by someone I didn't recognize barging into the house and taking our things. For a moment, I was dumbfounded, but then, when I tried to speak to them, they quickly shut me up by pointing their gun in my face.
“Know your place, kid.”
He points the gun at the door, making eye contact with Lori to let her know he's talking to her too, telling us to go out, “go line up with the others.” he puts the gun away. “We’ll give you some important information.”

Lori and I joined the huge crowd, being surrounded by people pointing guns to it. It had to have been the entirety of Alexandria in there! Maybe half. I observed the group and noticed that Enid hadn't gotten back, Sophia did, though. I asked her where Enid was, and she replied, “She’s staying outside of the walls. We can tell her about anything groundbreaking later, after she gets back in.”
After i got over Enid, I noticed that Rick wasn't there either, and where was Carol, too? She would never leave Sophia's side, especially not like this

Just as I closed that thought, I heard the cries. Cries followed by a gunshot, then screams
“Good JOB kiddo!!” I heard from deep in the crowd
Curious, I freed myself from Loris’ grip on my shoulder and walk further into the crowd. I see Rick, Michonne, Glenn, and.. Is that… Abraham?? I can't tell with his head splattered in blood
The man standing above him was holding a bat, but it clearly wasn't a bat wound. It was a clean shot from the boy behind him. Who, I assume, is ‘kiddo’? He was definitely my age, but didn't look it
His eye was gouged out, and dry blood surrounded it. I could see into his skull, and when he looked down, a bit of blood fell to the floor. How could something like that even happen to someone so young? I feel bad for him, but it didn't overcome my fear of him. I didn't quite know Abraham, but he was one of us. He was supposed to live just a little longer, I didnt know him, but I do know that I would never want to go out like that

nobody would

Notes:

הוא לא זה שחי

Chapter 2: I'll talk to you then

Summary:

omg guys the rarl meetup omg guys eeee omg omg hehehe theyre so not doomed and so loving they literally kiss here trust !!

A week after Abraham died, the people who called themselves “the saviors” had come back. I was hidden in an empty attic, me Mike and Enid hang out there a lot, but both of them were with their parents, so it was just me up there.
Not even 20 minutes pass, and someone swings the door open. It was the ‘kiddo’ from last week. He froze, eye wide like a deer in headlights. How was HE scared? He was the one with the knife out! “Oh shit.. Uh, sorry..” he said, putting his knife away. I guess maybe I looked a little shocked, too.
He stared for a bit before getting called back down, “Grimes! Negan wants you.” from downstairs, so he closed the door without another word, well, without a word was right- he did take my dartboard though- the prick. I'm not actually too upset about that. I never used that thing anyways.
I'm really tired.
Anyway, I was curious about that kid, Grimes. So I opened the door and caught up with him and whispered, “Who’s Negan??” I was genuinely curious, but at the same time, this was just an excuse to indulge in the boy
He gave me a blank stare, only turning his head, and sighed, “What I should say is that I’m negan but” his last word ended with a sigh as he turned his body at me “but that's not what you're looking for,” he paused “is it?”
I didn't understand a word this fucker was saying to me, but I didn't want him to know that, so I just muttered out “uhh ye-.. Yeah,” Grimes nodded his head, “yeah, so Negan- the one with y’know the jacket and bat?- he’s the leader of the Saviors.”
“He’s also you, me, everyone here in Alexandria, and then some.”
“We’re all negan, or at least- that's what we say.” he shrugged, “I think it's some ego thing for negan.” he started walking away but i stopped him again “and you’re just okay with that?” it worked, he stopped in his tracks “what?” turning his head slightly, but not enough to look at me “youre completely fine with existing only for negan, youre not being held against your will or something?” i put my hands out, i do that a lot i tend to talk with my hands. Sam always thought I was going to his him or something one day.
…
God, I miss Sam
…
From Grimes’s side profile, I saw him open his mouth to say something, but stopped himself and closed his mouth. Eventually, he turned further to me, still facing the ground. “I go on line-ups here every week, I can request to take up checkups, that’ll let me come here every other day.”
“I’ll talk to you then.”
And then he was gone

Notes:

sorry about the short chapters gng im js trying to pump them out really quick sorryy