The Walking Dead: Guilt

Chapter One: Regret


Ben laid in the alleyway, a large spike piercing through his abdomen. A rush of pain flourished through him almost as if he was hit by a truck. This was all his fault. If he wasn't stupid, if he wasn't ignorant, if he wasn't a coward, he wouldn't be in the situation he was in. He closed his eyes, tears rolling down his face, knowing the group wasn't going to come help him.

That is, until the noise of pattering down the ladder caught his attention. He looked over and see, to his surprise, Kenny! The very man who loathe him, the very man whose family was killed all because of Ben, was coming to his rescue. The green shirt man with a red trucker hat and grey mustache ran over to him, followed by Lee Everett, an African American man missing his left arm and the leader of the group.

"Jesus Ben..." Kenny said to him, kneeling down to the injured teen.

"I-I'm sorry, just pull me up. M-My leg is hurt, I think." Ben responds, knowing that his fate is sealed when Kenny removed the garbage off him.

"Son of a bitch..." Kenny muttered, before lightly pulling Ben up. Ben was introduced to a large amount of pain throughout his body, causing the latter to scream in pain.

Luckily for the three, Lee covered Ben's mouth. "Pull him out. I'll keep him quiet." He tells Kenny, who gave him a nod.

Ben shakingly looked at the two. Why were they saving him? What has he done to deserve their help? Those two thoughts rang throughout his mind as Kenny quickly pulled Ben off the spike, the teenager's muffled cries still attraction the attentions of nearby walkers.

"Shit!" Kenny shouted, turning his head to Lee. "How many bullets do you have left?" He asked, to which Lee responded "I'm out!"

Ben struggled to keep stand, blood staining his hoodie that he's been wearing since the start of all this. "K-Kenny, I'm sor-" Ben tries to apologize, but then the man pushes Lee and Ben near the ladder before shutting the gate. Ben's vision began to blurry as he faintly sees Kenny being swarmed with walkers and Lee pushing on the gate. Then there was a singular gunshot.

After that, Ben falls to the ground, fainting from blood loss.

Ben opens his eyes, to find himself on the train he and the group found after leaving the motor inn. He was getting some air when Kenny came out, looking furious. "You little piece of shit!" The latter suddenly yelled at Ben, rushing at him, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and slammed him into the freight train.

Pain rushed through Ben as the man proceeded to toss him overboard, Ben crying out "I'm sorry!" as he hits the ground, a sudden swarm of walkers surrounding Ben. To which they proceeded to tear him apart.

"Ben...Ben!" Ben was brought back into reality when he felt a hand shaking him. He looked to his right to see Christa and Omid. Lee was no where to be seen, and they were no longer in the city and instead was in what appeared to be the countryside.

"What happened...?" Asked Ben, who tried to stand. He lifts up his shirt to find bandages over his wound.

Omid spoke. "Lee's gone. We got separated when we went searching for Clementine. He told us to wait in the countryside for a bit for Clementine." He said.

"We also got you some bandages for your wound, but we might have to find some antibiotics for that." Christa said, helping Ben to his feet.

Ben lets out a sigh, a ton of guilt spreading through him. All of this wouldn't have happened if he never made that deal with those bandits. What if Lee had failed to save Clem. Clem could be...could be...

"Hey! Guys, look!" Omid distracted Ben from his thoughts when he pointed and shouted to another hill with a tree by it. Christa and Ben both squinted their eyes, and both gasped when the three spotted a small child-like figure.

"C-Clementine!" Ben suddenly shouted, waving his arms. The figure turned to them, standing there.

"Are you stupid?" Christa snapped at Ben, glaring at him. "What if that's a walker? We don't have anything to protect ourselves with."

Ben was about to apologize when the figure began running at them. They quickly get ready.

The figure gets close, revealing to be a small girl with black hair and a purplish and white baseball cap with a "D" on it. The girl stared at them, tears slowly swelling in her eyes as she rushed at them.

"Clementine..." Ben was relieved to see Clementine still alive as the eight year old hugged him, trying to ignore the pain from when she did. After all, Ben was like a brother to Clem.

"Lee is..." She stuttered to speak.

"It's okay Clem." Christa said.

Ben looked off to the sunset, hoping to change. To be stronger and to protect Clementine.

[End of Chapter 1]


Jordan: Hey guys, Jordan/PMDFNAFStories here. I hoped you enjoyed this Walking Dead story and if you wish to see more. I'm sorry if it was terrible, as it is really late about the time I wrote this, so I'm a tad bit exhausted.