Summary: The continued Sequels of You Should've Killed Me When You Had The Chance, Val still not kill by the fever and struggles to keep her humanity intact. Now with the responsibly and pressure in keeping the group and those she loves safe from the world of the dead, does she got what it takes to woop ass or will she get herself kill or turn into those flesh eating monkeys.

Rate: M (for language and etc)

A/N: The series is going to be slightly different now that Val still in the picture. Don't worry I won't mess with the story line lol

Warning: This scene is very graphic, suggesting rape! Please skip if that type of stuff makes you uneasy. I'm sorry this chapter gets too dark for your liking. I'm trying not to offend anyone or make anyone uncomfortable. Please skip the italic part.

Episode Fourteen: Prey; Chapter Eleven: Desperation

"My name is Valerie Archer..." I pant.

"I'm twenty-six years old..." I pauses, taking to catch my breath.

"Keep going." Milton said.

"I've already said this a dozen times now." I complained.

"This is good data. Keep going." he said, then injects something in my IV again. I could feel like I was losing myself.

"I use to live in Florida...before I woke up here... " I coughed.

Milton stops scribbling in his notepad, "Woke up?" he questions. "You mean you've been in a coma while all this is happening?"

"No..." I pant. "I just woke up...in the middle of the woods...and found myself in this damn TV show..." I answered.

I was so drugged up. I couldn't tell the difference between the wall and the door. That's how messed up I am right now. But the Governor wanted information about Rick and the others. God only knows what!

Milton paused before asking, "What TV show?"

"The Walking Dead..." I cough, almost hacking a lung or two.

Milton looked at me funny. "The Walking Dead?"

"It's...it's a comic book...and a TV series...it's badass...but it sucks because I know who's going to die..."

"Valerie Archer. Age: twenty-six. Birth: October 10th, 1989. Seems to be suffering from dissociative identity disorder." Milton mutters to his tape recorder.

"I'm not crazy...I know what's going on. He wants them dead, because what Michonne did to 'Penny'...He's going to kill them, no matter what anyone says. I wish I saw it...But I was fooling myself... Thinking I could at least keep everyone safe... I was wrong. I can't save anyone. I can't save you, Andrea or anybody else... Because I'm worthless... A coward... A waste of space..." I cried.

"What about me?" he asks.

"He's going to kill you..." I admitted. "He'll stab you and leave you to turn into those monster! Just so he wanted Andrea dead!" I cried, tears was cascading down my cheek. It stung a lot because my cuts on my face but I didn't care. "No matter what I try to do...How bad I want to change things. The result will always be the same... People are going to die...they'll die...even you and Andrea. You'll die. Because I'm a worthless piece of shit...please Milton? Hear me out?"

He doesn't say anything. Just continue to stare at me.

"You have to kill him. If I can't then you have too."

"No-" he tried to protest.

"Milton! He's not the man you use to know! He's a monster! I think you know that deep down...there's no saving him..." I pant.

He watches me totally shocked. He looked like he was debating on believing me or not. But either way he just stood up and left the room, Soon as the Governor walked in.

He watches Milton leave before turning back to me. He stares at me carefully, then making his way over to me.

He brushes my bangs out of my face.

I couldn't help but flinch.

[Warning: This suggests rape!]

He notices this and smirks. He unbuckles my restraints and yanks me outta that old dentist chair.

I was so weak I lost my balance and fell on the floor. Every bruise and gash on my body scream at me.

He pulls me up by my hair and slams me on the wall.

I could feel his breath tickling my ear before he begins leaving trails of kisses on my shoulder then my neck.

I refuse to cry. I didn't want him to have that satisfaction

Hours later, I was laying on the floor. Feeling really numb at that point. He left after he was finished with me.

[Okay, it's safe to read!]

I felt sick. I wanted to puke so bad. But there was nothing I could cough up. They would give me scraps and questionable leftovers. But I didn't care, I was starved.

"You know, I always knew you're dumb enough to get yourself in a situation like this."

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Here to see my daughter." she answered.

I roll up to attempt to face her. My body screamed at me to quit moving.

She walks over to me, crouching down to my level. "Look at yourself, you're so pathetic..." she blew cigarette smoke in my face. "Useless. You can't do anything right."

She stood up then took another huff of her cigarette before continuing. "I bet everyone in that group are relieved you're gone... Less baggage on their trip to hell."

I struggle to stand up, it took me a awhile but eventually I got there.

She watch me as I collect my clothes and attempt to get dressed.

She walks over to me and puts her cigarette out on my arm.

It burned but it's not like I felt this before. Mom would leave cigarettes burns on my body when ever the ash tray was full and she was too lazy to empty it.

"What are you doing here? I'm guessing you're here to gloat."

"Why would I do such a thing? You already know everything you've done was worth for nothing." she said, taking a sip from her wine bottle.

"I know..." I whispered.

She takes a big gulp this time before saying. "I bet... That man... What was his named? Darry?"

"Daryl." I corrected.

"Daryl... I bet if he was in danger. You probably fuck up like you have in the past."

"What's your point. I'm not there anymore. Why does it matter?" I asked.

"Ya see, that's your first mistake. Not being with him or at least at your little prison with everyone."

I look at her totally confused. What was she talking about?

"You know I'm right!" she exclaimed, slam the bottle down on a table; where Milton puts his tools on when he runs experiments on me.

"This Governor..." she said this was almost like she has venom in her mouth. "Is full of shit! And you knew it! " she points at me. "You knew he would go back on his word and kill them all! Yet and here we are, they using you as a test dummy and drugging you up like a WHORE!" she screams.

I couldn't help but flinch. This bought too many memories.

She swipes the wine bottle and throws it at me.

I dodge it last second but I lost my balance and almost fell.

She marches over to me and grabs hold my shoulders and shakes me. "VALERIE WHY ARE YOU SO STUPID?! WHY CAN YOU DO THING RIGHT?!" she screams at me before she starts to slap me like a bitch. "TELL ME!"

"Mom stop!" I cried. "Stop!"

"THEN GET OUT! GET OUTTA AND NEVER COME BACK TO WOODBURY EVER AGAIN!" she screams.

Then I woke up. I could feel sweat was piled on my body and I was gasping for air.

I glance around to find nobody was here with me. It was all a dream, nothing more.

I didn't know to feel relieved or stressed out. Either way I grab my clothes and got dressed.

After that, looked for anything to for a weapon.

The door opens and a man with a tray of food walked in. Luckily I had enough time to hop on my bed and pretend I was knocked out. I could hear him dropping the tray on the table. And making his way over. He sat on my bed and touch my ass.

You can't imagine how bad I wanted to punch him through the wall.

He turns me on my back and I could feel his breath on my skin. It smell like liquor and something I don't wanna know.

I had a scalpel in my hand. He couldn't see it because I had the covers over me.

He was groping me before I stab him in the throat.

He looks at me in shock while he gargles in his own blood and collapsing on the floor. Soaking the ground with blood.

I search his body for anything but the only thing I could find was a set of keys. It wasn't much but I took it and ran.

[Click]

I darted against the wall, peeking out to see if any guards were out there. There was only one and he went into a room.

I ran to the next spot to cover me before he came back out. Thank god he didn't see me or it would be over for me.

I took a deep breath and kept moving.

[Click]

There were two guards this time. One was patrolling around Woodbury's supplies and resources. While the other is guarding the door.

'I have to be in one of their warehouse.' I thought.

I hid behind some crates and waited until the first guard to walk by me. I cover his mouth and pull him towards my way and stab him in the throat.

He struggled against me and it was kind-of hard but he soon gave up because he lost so much blood fast.

I searched his body and found a gun then a knife. I cover his body with a tarp, so no one will notice him- well until he turned. But that wasn't my problem. I ditched the scalpel and went for the gun and knife.

The other guard was still standing by the door.

How am I going to get through that without being noticed. It's not like I can kill him, he'll see me coming.

"Hey, is Mike over there?" his radio buzz in.

"Just patrolling the supplies. Why?" he asks.

"I found a biter down here. It looks like Danny."

"Are you sure?" he replies.

"Yeah, pretty sure. I want Mike to come with me to check on the prisoner, ya know for backup."

"Dude, don't call her that. She's just a woman not a monster." he replies through the radio.

"She was with those psychos. Not my fault."

"I'm just saying, how can something that tiny hurt somebody that big?" he asked.

"People can surprise you. I'm not taking any chances. Are you coming with me or not?"

He sighs. "I guess."

"Okay. Tell Mike to guard the door when you see him."

"Gotcha." he says back. And walked down the aisle.

He was out of sight, I darted towards the door and ran outside.

RainbowKissez101: I'm sorry I haven't updated in FOREVER! I've just been busy with work and the house and trying to get this new job, so a lot of stuff has been INSANE! So again sorry it took me a while to post this chapter up. Please review and tell me what you think. I know Val went psycho in this chapter but I wanted to write her experiences and desperation for getting out of Woodbury. I really hope you enjoyed reading and I see you on the next walking Dead chapter.