Hey guys I did write some other stories on Fanfiction before and they were on Morganville Vampires I had to stop because I had a lot of school work and it was hard keeping up also I wanted a break from writing... but I came back because I have been watching videos on youtube of the video game 'The walking dead' I have watched season 1 and up to episode 3 in season 2. I love Clementine she is my favorite character but I wish she was little older so in this fanfic she is 18 and I also love Luke and I love them to be together.

In this fanfic there will be a happy ending because I am a a huge lover of happy endings. I am making up my own storyline for this story there may be references to the game but it will mostly be my own thought up idea...some characters I will keep other's I might put in depending on how the story goes. In this fanfic Luke is 23.

I have slightly changed Clementine's appearance...she still has curly black hair but it's long and in a ponytail the reason she hasn't cut her hair is because it reminds her off Lee she has only cut a bit of hair from the front because it was getting in her face so it looks like a side fringe...also I prefer Clementine without her hat so I pretending she lost in a walker attack. She still has her tan skin and brown eyes.

Characters that might appear in story:

Christa

Kenny

Sarita

Omid (I love Omid because he is a witty and funny guy and I almost cried when he got killed in episoide one him and Christa do get mentioned in the first one or two chapters but I don't know if I will put them as characters)

so that's the information part over now for the actual story part (this first chapter and the second might be boring because I need to set the scene and get the plot going but it will get better I promise)


'Bang' I heard the sound of a gun as I kept limping as fast as I could through the forest. I heard moaning and looked to see walkers not far behind me.

"Get back here bitch!" yelled Troy one of Carver's guards. He shot his gun again, I quickened my pace as fast as I could on a bad ankle.

'Damn Carver and his fucking guards' I met Carver and his people after I had lost Christa and Omid in the forest after a confrontation with two guys in the forests. One guy chased me but I manged to get him eaten by a walker but then fell into the ice cold water after being cornered by walkers. I was wandering through the forest for hours until I came across Carver and his people.

Not all of them were terrible I liked one person. Bonnie. She was always nice to me she was the only person to not hit me. I got beat up a lot by Carver but Bonnie would convince him to leave me alone if she got there in time. The first time Carver beat me up was for not completing my work fast enough he cut down my lower part of my arm with a sharp knife...but Bonnie stitched it up for me.

But what had just happened was the final straw. Carver made me go to bed without food for some stupid reason, so I decided to get some food from the stockroom. It's not like they don't have enough plus I was made to sleep outside in the fucking cold. Tavia and Troy caught me, while Tavia was saying about taking me to Carver Troy hit on the back of my head with his shotgun. While Tavia stared in shock Troy just continued to hit and kick me, then he smashed his gun onto my right ankle. Tavia got him to stop and said it was best that Carver should deal with me.

When I arrived at Carver's office Troy and Tavia told him what happened, Carver walked up to me with a walkie talkie and hit me in the head with it repeatedly, it went on for a minute before I started spitting blood. I thought that he was going to kill me but then Bonnie came in intending to ask Carver something but got him to stop beating me and helped me escape. I just hope she's ok.

I finally couldn't hear Troy or his shotgun, as I stopped to catch my breath and rest my ankle. I heard the moaning of walkers close behind me, I pushed myself to carry on but because of it being pitch black I didn't see a tree root sticking up from the ground and tripped over it on my bad ankle.

As I fell to the ground I tried to get up but soon had a walker on top of me. I managed to keep it away from my neck and got my good leg and pushed it off. I kept pushing myself back not having enough time to get up, I was searching for a weapon to bash these walkers in the head with.

When I thought it was just about over I saw a sharp piece of rotten wood, without hesitating I grabbed it and stabbed it into the head of the nearest walker. I managed to get up on my feet by the time the next one tried to grab me. Within minutes I had killed the 8 walkers that were following me.

I started to limp a lot more as the pain in my ankle intensified, I really didn't want to spend the night out in the open. Then I saw a cabin with light's on in the distance, maybe there are humans, perhaps I could get some help for my ankle. I slowly limped towards the cabin as I reached the front door my last thought as I knocked on the door was 'Hope these people are friendly'.

It took a total of three knocks before someone came to the door. It was an older guy about late 50s early 60s, he had grey hair and beard. He also carried a shotgun in all he looked intimidating.

"Can I help you?" He asked in a gruff voice.

I nodded before realizing I had to give him a reason why "I was beaten up by a camp up north for apparently not doing anything right and stealing food when I was refused supper, my ankle is really killing me"

The older guy looks me up and down and then said "What's your name?"

"Clementine"

"Fine. We'll get Carlos to look at it"

I then followed him inside the cabin. It looked so warm and safe way better than Carver's camp that was a freaking prison. The older guy lead me into the kitchen/dining room where a bunch of other people were.

There was a pregnant lady she was as big as Christa was before she lost the baby, there was man standing behind her who seemed friendly. There was a guy with shaggy black hair with a red and white plaid shirt, a younger looking man with his brown/black hair hidden underneath his cap that reminded me of mine that my dad gave me and standing next to him was another guy who looked the same age...I had to remember to breathe when I saw him he has brown shaggy hair and brown eyes he had a rugged look to him.

"Pete who is this?" The pregnant lady asked the older guy who had greeted me at the front door.

"This is Clementine she came here looking for help, she says her ankle is hurting her bad and the way she was limping tells me that she was telling the truth." Pete replied.

"Let me take a look at it" The guy with the red and white plaid shirt said.

I limped over to him and took of my shoe and rolled up the bottom of my skinny jeans, and saw that my ankle was badly swollen and was looking a sickening purple/blue colour. The guy felt around it and said "The ankle is badly swollen, she is lucky it's not broken. I will put an ice pack on it to bring out the swelling and will put a bandage on in the morning"

I have to stay here. Till morning. Don't get me wrong I don't mind but it's not up to me.

"Are you sure Carlos?" Pete asked

"Yes. She won't get far with an ankle this bad, could break it if she started to run on it." Carlos the guy who looked at my ankel answered.

"How do you guys feel about this young lady staying here?" Pete asked the rest of the group.

"We don't know much about her?" The pregnant lady responded "We don't know who's camp she came from for all we know she could be working for Carver"

I tense up at the mention of Carver's name.

"Are you ok?" Pete asked.

"Yeah. It's just that Carver was the one who did this to me. Troy beat me up first and did this to my ankle and then Carver beat me up till Bonnie stopped him." I replied.

"She can't stay here" the pregnant lady said "Carver probably as beat her up and sent her out looking for us."

I got angry then "I am not working for that asswhole I know you all think I am but I escaped because of the hell I was being put through there. I didn't come here looking to stay the night all I wanted was to have my ankle bandaged up!...please you gotta help me!"

"Well what do you think?" Pete asked Carlos.

"I'll sleep on it and if I feel she is trustworthy I will take care of her ankle"

"No!, I need it looked at now!"

"You will stay out in the shed till morning and I will decide whether I will treat the ankle in the morning"

I looked at the other members for help. The guy behind the pregnant bitch said "Why not treat the cut on her arm?, it looks quite bad"

I look down and realized I had pulled a stitch and the bandage was getting coated in my blood.

"Alvin, honey we don't who she is, or if she is working for Carver. Besides what if it's a lurker bite" The bitch responded to Alvin who I guess is her husband.

"It's not a bite please believe me" I pleaded.

"Why not just shoot her?" the guy with the cap asked.

Everyone looked at him with a shock expression

"We don't even know if she's bitten Nick?" said the handsome guy.

"Well even if she's not Luke, she's got a quite a few injuries she may not make it through till tomorrow. Why not put her out of her misery now?" Nick responded to the cute guy called Luke.

Just as Luke was going to respond Pete spoke up and said "No one is shooting anyone got it. I highly doubt she's bitten or working for Carver but if you guys want to be safe and stick her into that shed that's not very safe then go ahead"

Thanks for the support I thought thick with sarcasm.

"Look I just don't feel it's necessarily sticking a young girl with an ankle injury in that shed" Luke said. I'm glad he is defending me.

"Oh so when she turns and bites your first your gonna be ok with that. Or if she get's Carver up here" the pregnant lady said accusingly.

"I'm just sayn'" Luke said and shrugged staring into distance.

"So it's decided she stays out in the shed for the night?" Pete asked.

The whole group gave a certain nod while Luke just lifted his head in acknowledgement.

Pete looked at me with genuine sympathy in his eyes. "Sorry Kid it's the best your going to get"

I shrugged in defeat. "You'll see in the morning how wrong you are" I was then escorted to the shed by Nick and Luke.

"So your name is like the fru-" Nick started before I cut him off with a death glare.

"Say that last part either of you and I'll kick your asses" I replied.

Nick and Luke chuckled we then reached the shed, I walked into the shed and saw the doors close. I can't stay in here I thought, I'll die if I don't.

I undid the bandage on my arm and saw mos of the stitching has come out, it also looked a little infected. I looked around for something to use as temporary stitches, I saw a tackle box I opened it up and saw some thin wire. It's good enough I thought. Next I had to an exit, I saw a loose board on the bottom of the wall. I used the hammer to pry it off and squeezed through the hole and quietly but quickly made my way to the cabin.

I looked for an entrance and saw a huge loose board going under the cabin. I manged to get it off and crawl through the hole. I heard Luke call a house meeting, I waited till it was quite and used my knife to open the trap door.

I found myself in the living room, I walked over to the chest of draw's and found some cloth that can be used as a bandage, I crept upstairs and went into the bathroom. I looked in the medicine cabinet and saw a needle, I took it and close the medicine cabinet.

I was just about to leave when I head someone coming up the stairs. I quickly hid behind the shower curtain. It was Rebecca that came in.

"Oh god I just want this baby." She washed her face and then carried on saying "I just hope that it's his baby" Rebecca then left, and I came out from behind he shower curtain.

I carried on down the hall and gently opened one door to reveal a girl about thirteen years old. Her face had shock and confusion written all over it.

"Hey" I whispered with a small smile.

"Your not suppose to be here" She answered back.

"Look I know but I really need something to clean this. Look." I proceeded to show her my arm.

She gasped and went over to her chest of draws and took out a bottle of Peroxide. "Here my dad gives me this when I get cuts. I'm Sarah by the way. My dad says I'm not allowed to talk to you."

"I'm Clementine" I guess her dad was Carlos because the looked alike.

"Can we be besties Clementine? there's no one my age and all the grown ups are either grouchy or boring" She asked excitedly

"Sure" I replied because she was sweet.

"You better go before someone catches you" Sarah said urgently.

"Your right bye" I said with a smile on the way out.

I made it back to the shed undetected. I placed my arm onto the worktable and poured some Peroxide onto it and it stung like fuck. I had to bite my lips to stop me from screaming. I then threaded the wire through the needle and prepared myself for the pain, the wire pierced through my skin and I felt tears running down my cheeks.

Once I had stitched it up I got the piece of cloth and wrapped it around the stitching. I was going to use the needle to pin the cloth in place, but then dropped it by the hole I used to escape. I bent down to pick it up when a walker suddenly came through.

I jumped back as it crawled through. I looked around for a weapon and found a brick, I smashed it on the head but it still wouldn't die. I looked around for something else and saw a rake, I quickly picked it up and rammed the walker into the shed wall then grabbed my hammer from earlier and kept hitting it till it's head caved.

I was registering what happened when the shed doors threw open and there stood everyone but Sarah.

"What the hell happened in here?" Nick asked. Everyone looked from the dead walker to me.

"That girl is tough as nails" Pete said with a smile.

"In case your wandering I AM STILL NOT BITTEN!, but you all left me out here to die" I answered my whole being full of anger.

Everyone looked guilty and then Luke said "Hey you stitched up you arm"

"Did she fucking steel from us?!" Rebecca exclaimed.

"And if she did, she didn't hurt anyone besides she most likely would have been dead by tomorrow" Pete said in my defense.

"Bring her inside and I'll take a look at her arm" Carlos said.

I was sitting on the kitchen island while Carlos looked at my arm and stitched it up. Luke was pacing restlessly while everyone else was watching waiting for Carlos's diagnosis on my arm.

"Well is it a lurker bite?" asked Luke.

"No. It does looks like it was cut with a knife or sharp object. I'd say it's just fine."

Everyone had a look of relief on their face. Rebecca then came up to me

"Hey I want to apologize about earlier"

"It's ok you have to care of someone who is defenseless I understand"

Rebecca smiled.

"If everyone doesn't mind I would like a word with Clementine in private."

Everyone nodded and left some where going upstairs to bed while Luke went into the living room.

"I wish you didn't do what you did Clementine." Carlos started.

"Listen if I didn't do what I did I probably would have been dead by tomorrow. I wish I didn't steal from you guys but you left me with no choice"

"You manipulated my daughter"

"I needed her help I'm sorry but I was desperate"

"Sarah is not like you Clementine. If she new how bad it really was out there she would cese to fucntion"

"I'm sorry I didn't know"

"That's understandable but I wish that you keep away from her"

I nodded and with that Carlos leaves and goes upstairs.

Luke came in and asked "Hey want somethin' to eat?"

I nodded with a smile and got down from the island. Carlos also strapped and ice pack to my ankle.

Luke made some porridge and set it on the dinning room table. As I sat to eat it Luke sat across from me to watch.

"So urrr...where are your parents?" he asks nervously.

I stopped eating for a few seconds

"I mean I 'm guessing what happened to them happened to everyone's parents" Luke quickly corrected himself.

I finished the last bit of porridge and answered "My parents left me with a baby sitter so they could go to Savannah for a few days I was eight at the time. Long story short I met guy called Lee he taught me how to protect myself. We met people along the way but they didn't all make it. Lee told me that my parents probably were not alive so I went with a guy on the walkie talkie that said he had my parents, as a result Lee got bitten and he was turning even though he cut his arm off so I had to shoot him after finding my parents as walkers, I then met up with two people who I was supposed to find and yeah that's it"

"oh god Clem I never should've asked" Luke said sadness in his eyes.

I shrugged and smiled "It's ok I'm over it I have to be in order to carry on"

I looked down at my arm that was stinging.

"That's gonna leave a bad scar" Luke said

"Yeah it's better than having a stump"

"Scar's are way better than stumps"

"Yeah they are" I chuckled along with Luke.

"Ya know you got a real cute laugh Clementine" Luke complimented.

I looked down with a blush. No one has ever said that too me, and in a weird way I kinda liked me.

Pete then walked in "Clementine tomorrow me and Nick are going to look for supplies. I know you need to rest you ankel but if it's not bad want to come with us?"

I nodded and then yawned. Pete and Luke smiled.

"I'll get the sofa set up for you Clementine" Luke said.

"Well I'll see you in the morning have a good night" Pete said then went upstairs.

I walked into the living room where Luke was setting up pillows and a blanket.

"This the best I can do for now" Luke said shyly.

"It's ok better than the hard mattress on the bunk beds at the camp" I replied and got myself comfortable. "Night Luke"

"Night Clementine" and with that Luke went upstairs to bed.


hope you liked it. Constructive criticism welcomed