Negan Vs The Governor

A/N: Hey everybody, this is my first story. I'm a huge fan of the Walking Dead, and I got to wondering who would win in an All out War: Phillip Blake (AKA Brian Blake, AKA The Governor), psychotic leader of Woodbury, or Negan, the Baseball bat swinging leader of the Saviors? And thus, this story was born. Rick and his group may or may not appear in this later, but Negan and the Governor will be the main focus. Obviously this will be an alternate universe, since The Governor was long gone before Negan came into the picture, so it would be impossible for them to meet (wouldn't It be cool if they did, though?) Please be constructive with your reviews and enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or any of its characters (if I did, this might be a mini-series instead of a fan fiction). All rights go to Robert Kirkman.

Chapter 1: Calm before the Storm

The sun was beginning to set as Negan and his men finished unpacking their supplies. A good thing to, because the Biters were more active at night. They had come a long way from DC, and they weren't about to be die now. Luckily they had found a small shopping center on the outskirts of Atlanta. It wasn't much, but they figured anything was better than camping out in the open.

Negan leaned against the back of a Dollar General. He had never planned to leave Virginia. They had a good trade deal with The Hilltop, and Georgia was uncharted territory. Unfortunately, the Hilltop had grown a backbone and actually managed to defend themselves. With nothing else to bargain for supplies, and having already looted every store they could find, The Saviors were forced to retreat. They had found other places, sure, but they were to small and vulnerable to stay in for long. If they were going to survive out here, they needed a permanent place to stay. They were lucky to have found this place. It wasn't the same as their formed Sanctuary, but it would do for the time being.

"Negan?" A voice called, snapping him out of his thoughts.

He turned in the direction of the voice. Standing in the entrance was a tall, slender figure with messy, brown hair. The crossbow in his hands made it clear that you did not mess with him. Perhaps the most frightening thing about him, however, was the right side of his face, which was horribly burned.

Negan smiled. Despite all he had done to him, Dwight was his number one lieutenant, and was the person he counted on to lead the group in his absence. He always found it strange that Dwight remained with him through all this time. After all, not only had he taken Dwight's wife from him, but he was the one responsible for his current appearance. Maybe it was because Dwight feared him, or maybe it was because he was afraid of what might happen to Sherry. Whatever kept him here, Negan was just glad he stayed with him.

"What do you need, Dwight?" Negan said simply.

"Dinner's ready. Afterwards, I think we need to map out some sort of plan."

Negan nodded, and followed Dwight inside.

Meanwhile, in the small town of Woodbury Georgia, a thin figure entered his apartment. Sweeping his black hair out of the way, Phiilip Blake, better known as The Governor, entered his apartment. A fight had just finished in the arena, and as usual the crowd loved it. He relished their enthusiasm. As long as he kept them entertained and safe, they would follow him blindly. In reality, he could care less for them. All that mattered to him was that he was in control.

"Sweetheart, I'm home!" He called into the living room of the cramped apartment.

In the corner, a small figure ran out, arms outstretched and teeth gnashing at air. It was a small little girl; however she was anything but sweet. Her mouth had a good amount of blood on it, human remains wedged in her teeth. This was Penny Blake, The Governor's daughter.

Phillip stared at her, his heart breaking. If his stupid brother Brian had done anything when the bandits attacked, she wouldn't be like this. Deep down, he knew she was dead, but he could not bring himself to put her down. So he kept her tied up, and fed her any human remains he could find. Most of the time he fed her the remains of his latest victim. Maybe, he thought, they will find a cure one day and his little girl will come back.

All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door. Phillip scrambled, hurrying to get to the door and hide Penny from whoever was on the other side.

To his relief, it was his trusted friend Bruce Cooper. Bruce was one of the few people to know about The Governor's true personality, but stayed quiet out of fear.

"Come in," Phillip said, opening the door to let Bruce in.

Bruce nodded, and entered the small living room. Penny reached out for him, but her chain prevented her from getting close enough to take a bite out of him.

"Martinez and I found a small shopping center just a few miles from here. We think it might have some good supplies, since it seems to have been abandoned. We're taking a small group out there to search. Want to come?"

The Governor nodded.

"I could use a road trip. Let me know when you want to go."

Bruce nodded, and took his leave.

The Governor plopped down on his couch and sighed. He wondered how long it would be before they ran into problems. Sooner or later, they would run into a group large enough to put up a fight. Would they be up for it?

He shook the thought out of his head. If anyone tries to mess with us, he decided, then they would end up as zombie chow. And with that, he went to sleep.

A/N: Well, what did you think? I know there wasn't any action, but I wanted to set the situation up first. I'll try my best to put more action into it, but I'm still new to this, so please bear with me. And please be constructive with your reviews. If you hate it, please tell me how I can improve on it. Don't just insult me and say it sucks. Thank you, and see you later.