Always the Quiet Ones

Season 2, Episode 1: The Perfect Storm

Chapter 1

Nick - Day 949

"Get out of there! Now!" Nick yelled, ordering the remaining citizens to run. The threat was growing bigger.

"Get around 'em! Kill 'em all!" A bandit yelled, firing in Nick's direction. Nick jumped, dodging the bullet. He hid behind a dumpster, holding a pistol to his chest.

"Holy son of a bitch! I thought you got hit man, scared the shit outta me!" Wallace gasped, Nick sighed - hearing the bullet ricochet onto the dumpster. Nick groaned, pounding his fist onto the ground.

"We haven't had an attack like this since like three months! There's twice as many as there was before!" Nick growled.

"All we can do is just sit here and kill them if they come by." Wallace shrugged, acting if this was a daily routine. Nick glared at him, "And how the fuck are we gonna do that when we run out of bullets and there's a bunch of them cornering us? They don't seem very friendly!"

"No shit, Nicki! All I can say is keep your fucking head down!" Wallace yelled. "Thanks for the tip, professor!" Nick grimaced at his obvious statement. He looked to his right and saw bandits throwing people onto the streets.

"Son of a bitch!" Nick said, pointing his pistol towards the man and then he successfully fired a bullet into the attacker's leg.

"Fuck! I'm hit! Someone help!" The attacked yelled. Nick then spotted a walker rumbling around. "Son of a bitch! They got in! Are you fucking serious!?" Nick bellowed. Wallace gasped, "How many do you think got in?"

"Shut the fuck up, Wallace!" Nick growled, running out of cover. "Where are you going!? No!" Nick ran as fast as he could, he then was hit in the vest. Nick fell down, acting like he was actually hurt.

"NO! NICK! YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!" Wallace yelled, obviously unaware of Nick's bulletproof vest. He fired at the bandits, killing about two or three. When the coast was clear, Wallace ran towards Nick, which he immediately got back up.

"What the fuck?" He gasped.

"You forgot to get your vest." Nick chuckled. The two men ran down the streets of Wellington, looking at every corner. Walkers had gotten inside the place.

"How'd they get through the damn walls!?" Wallace questioned. Nick heard the screams of (presumably) the people assigned to watch duty. The walkers had gotten inside the walls. "I've got to find the others!"

"Dude, this is fucking suicide! We've gotta go!" Wallace shook his head.

"Are you kidding me!? Clem saved your life! If it wasn't for her that one night, she wouldn't be here!"

"Nick... think about this for a second."

"I ain't givin' up."

Nick ran through the streets, noticing that Wallace wasn't following him. Nick wasn't sure where Clementine would be. That was one of the gripes with having a huge community such as this, if Nick had a first guess - it'd be that she would be with Edith at the day-care center. He quickly rushed to it, but then was stopped once he saw about twenty or thirty walkers surrounding the day-care center.

"Son of a bitch." He muttered, backing up and then running inside the hardware store that was next to it. He went out the back door and was greeted with a walker, whom grabbed him which caused Nick to back up against the wall.

"Get off me, piece of shit!" Nick kicked the walker off, noticing that he dropped his watch given to him by Uncle Pete. He then smashed the head in of the walker with his pistol, repeatedly smashing its head in until it oozed out walker blood. He then grabbed his watch and wrapped it around his wrist and then ran to the back door of the day-care center, kicking it open. He looked around, noticing the front door was locked, walkers were banging on the door to get through. Nick ran up the stairs, "Clem!? Clementine!?"

Nick searched the room but found nothing. There was nothing inside. Nick kicked the bookshelf in anger. He then heard the front door break open, he knew that the stairs was a deathtrap so he kicked open the window, and then climbed through it, groaning as a piece of glass got stuck inside his arm, he winced in pain - pulling it out and then tossing it off the roof as he climbed off the roof, groaning as he landed onto the grass. It was a relatively high drop, but it wasn't the worst drop he's experienced.

"Goddamn it! Where the fuck is she!?" Nick bellowed, he then shot a few walkers while running off again. He decided to run towards his quarters, opening the door and quickly going inside. He looked around and nobody was there. He grabbed some supplies, stuffed them in a backpack and then he put the backpack over his back and then grabbed a few weapons and ran outside. He looked to see his hat on the shelf, he hesitated but then grabbed his hat, stuffing it into his backpack. He ran out of his quarters and was met with a face. It was Lilly.

"What the hell are you doing? Are you leaving!?" She questioned.

"What does it look like Lilly!? Walkers have broken through, bandits are attacking. We're fucked. I have to leave." Nick told her.

"No! No! No! We cannot leave! We can hold them off! The bandits are retreating!"

"That's because this place belongs to the dead now."

"You're being dramatic! There isn't even that many out there! Kenny was keeping watch..."

"Kenny's dead."

"How do you know? Did you see him?"

"No. The walkers broke through, surrounding the wall which Kenny was guarding. No way he made it out of that."

"What about Clementine and Christa?"

"I was looking for them. Couldn't find 'em. Wallace took off, and well you're the only person I've found. Everybody's either left and or they're dead."

"We're safe here! There's nowhere for us to go!"

"Lilly, nothing lasts forever. We all knew that. Now we need to go."

"Fucking come on!" Nick ordered, running forward. Lilly sighed, looking back at Wellington. Another place that had fallen, she stood there speachless.

The two of them escaped Wellington, going through the broken walls where the walkers had come in. The two of them ran off into the woods.