Clementine was scared- something nearly unheard of from the girl. Sure, she got scared easily when she was younger, but that was years ago. She marched through hell and came back, she shot her surrogate father, she almost died several times. But this time it was different.

Clementine dodged out of the way of the fast-moving, on fire, truck. It's loud engine roaring in her ears. She heard it crash soon enough Clem quickly got up and ran to the laying form of Javi.
"Javi, you've got to get over there before-" She was cut off by the car exploding. She covered her face, looking away. Looking back, the first thing she noticed was a fire. Clementine couldn't believe it. Kate was dead.

"Kate!" Javi yelled, and Clementine glanced at him. She heard what the two said in the car; about wanting to be together- so seeing Kate die must be heart-wrenching for Javi. Just then, she heard the familiar groans and moans of walkers and looked up in a panic. Clementine crouched down and tugged at Javi's arm.

"We have to go!" She said desperately, but Javi didn't move. "Javi, plea- ugh!" Clementine's hands immediately flew to her side, It burned, It hurt so much. Looking down at it, Clem realized it was bleeding- she had been shot.

One more shot rang through the air, and Clementine's limp body fell onto the floor.

Then she woke up.
Clementine opened her eyes. She was laying down in an alley- a dark and dirty one at that. That couldn't be right, she was so sure she... Clem glanced at her side, seeing dry blood. She then rubbed her head and noticed it was matted down- probably also from blood, but luckily her hat was still on.

From the mouth of the alley, she could see some people walk by, and a stream of sunlight pouring in slowly. Slowly, and steadily, Clem began to stand up. Her legs shook slightly as she stood, and her throat felt dry as the desert. Once standing, Clem licked her lips before taking a step forward, only to fall down. She felt like a newborn calf with how badly she had fallen.
"Ouch," Clem muttered, rubbing her legs.

"Alright, you can do this Clem." Again, Clementine lifted herself from the floor but gripped on the wall for support. Slowly, she began to walk out of the alley. Her legs shook the whole way, but somehow she made it out of the alley.
Looking around, Clem immediately noticed how...clean and neatly everything was, that in itself was strange. The roads weren't filled with abandoned cars, no corpses were lying about, birds were tweeting loudly. It was peaceful- too peaceful.

Clem clutched her side, as she began to walk across the street at a slow pace. God, she swears with the bleeding and being shot, this day could not get any worse. Clem's ears picked up a small sound. It grew louder. Looking down the street, Clem immediately noticed the car racing to her. She attempted to move quicker, only to be met with pain, she hunched down with pain.

The car screeched to a stop, and Clementine briefly recognized it to be a limo- something she always wanted to ride in when she was younger. The back door swung open and out stepped a teenager with blonde hair and purplish eyes. Concern was written all over his face, and he hurriedly stepped over to Clem's side.

"Are you okay? You're soaked with blood!" He asked, and Clementine couldn't help but let out a snort.

"This is nothing," Clementine remarked, pushing herself out of her hunched position, to stand up straight. She was a few inches shorter than the teen, but that didn't matter.

"Nothing?! It looks like you've been shot!" The teen was probably referring to the hole in clem's side.

"It's because I have; want a medal for pointing out the obvious?" Clem attempted to walk past the teen but was groaning in a matter of seconds. Hunched over once more, she gripped her side, and the teen quickly attempted to support her up.

"What's your name? I can take you to the hospital,"

"Clem- Clementine Everett." She had taken Lee's last name for two years now since she lost the photo of him. It was a nice way to remind herself that not all people in the world were evil, and some just wanted to help others.

"Stay with me Clementine, I'll have my chauffeur drive us to a nice hospital." The teen said, walking with Clementine slowly to the car. Clem shrugged half-heartedly, which turned out to be a bad idea, as her side ached once more.

They reached the limo soon enough, and the teen let Clem in slowly and gently- as though she was made of glass. Clementine couldn't help but mentally scoff, she was anything but glass.
Once inside the limo, The boy placed Clementine gently on the seat, the girl still holding her said something to the driver, and they took off rather quickly.

"What...What's your name?" Clementine asked slowly. God, If she ever saw whoever shot her, she'll make them wish the walkers got them instead. The teen smiled lightly, probably attempting to reassure Clementine.

"Tamaki Suoh," He said, his eyes were gentle.

"Nice to meet you," Clem's vision was starting to blur slightly around the edges, and it was difficult to keep her eyes open. She knew what was happening, but she had to stay awake. If she died while being passed out- there was absolutely no way this teenager would survive.
"Where are we going?" she asked, looking out the window.

"To the hospital, of course," Tamaki said softly, and Clem couldn't help but chuckle.

"Those don't exist anymore… only doctors, and even then, they're rare." Clem couldn't help but think of Carlos; a doctor she met a few years ago. He was a good man, didn't deserve his death; nor did Sarah. Clementine clenched a fist- she couldn't protect her one friend in the apocalypse. She would have been 17 by now….

"What are you talking about? Of course, they exist?" Tamaki questioned, snapping Clementine out of her thoughts. Clem shook her head, unclenching her fist.

Clem's vision started to blur more until the teen and the surroundings were nothing but a bunch of colors. She closed her eyes tightly and attempted to steady her breath. She couldn't pass out now- she won't pass out now. When Clem opened her eyes once more, the area was still blurry, but not as much as before. She could make out Tamaki's concerned face.

"Are you okay?" He asked, leaning forward. Clem simply gave a weak smile.

"If I pass out," Clem began, digging into her back pocket, much to the confusion of the other. Clem soon sighed, realizing that her gun wasn't with her, and placed her hand on her lap. "I want you to kill me." Clem continued.

"What?! Why?" Tamaki exclaimed, a worried look on his face. Clem avoided his gaze for a second, before looking at him, full of determination.

"I'm not becoming one of those things."

"What things?"

"Walkers, you should know- they've been around for years," Clem stared at Tamaki for a moment, seeing his confused face. She sighed, leaning back in her seat, her vision blurring once more.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stay with me! Don't go to sleep!" Tamaki exclaimed, seeing the girl ready to pass out. "Keep talking to me! Uh.. um.. what's a walker?"

"Like you don't know…"

"I don't, so tell me!"

"They're the dead...the dead always wins…" Her voice was beginning to trail off, as she clutched her side tighter. Tamaki began to panic, and went up to his driver, and told him to drive faster, to which he complied.

"Please, stay with me!" Tamaki pleaded, looking at Clementine. "We're not that far now, we'll get you to a hospital, and they'll help you!"

"..."

"Clementine?"

"..."

The girl had already passed out.