Chapter 1: Time for Tea
Clementine swayed her weight upward pushing all of her strength into forearms. SMASH. Blood splattered all over her pale ghost face. She had become numb to pain. She brushed off the blood and brought her hand up to her nose slowly. She inhaled, deeply filling her lungs with the sweet irony smell of blood. She leaned over and kissed the broken face of the empty carcass. "Goodnight," she smiled sweetly. She caressed the body slowly and leant her face towards its vulnerable stomach- "no" she pulled away, the walker was not pregnant. She gazed up at the rising moon, its glow gave her power, and made her walk taller. Her eyes flashed into the night, as she smelt the fear of her next prey nearby.
Clementine walked towards her backpack, and shuffled through her things. She grabbed the whole bag after confirming she had everything. Clementine waited until midnight to set out into the night, to complete her transformation. After Kenny and the others had fallen asleep she left the encampment and made her way up the hill. She sat down on the cool wet grass and laid out her things. She took a deep breath and looked up at the moon "this is for you… senpai…" she grabbed the knife out of her pouch and stared at it intensely. "No going back…" She shut her eyes and began cutting. Locks of her long chocolate brown hair fell down, almost in slow motion. A single tear ran down her face, glistening in the moonlight.
Scattered around her, her own beautiful hair is no longer hers, her perfectly groomed mane has been ravaged. She reached into her bag and grabbed her tape, and carefully wove the shining locks onto her forearms. "I am a wolf." she chanted to herself aloud. More and more hair was attached to her body. "I am a wolf." she cut off her eyebrows, then her lashes, and slowly relocated all of the hair on her nimble body. Her head was shiny and round. The moon's glow kissed upon her smooth irritated flesh .She was cold, frightened, and unaware of the dangers around her. "I am a wolf." She began feeling the cold wind press up against her flowing mane. The whispers of the night grew louder and louder and she began to be fearful.
A dainty mannered woman with red hair enters the clearing, unaware of what lies beyond her sight. There sits a little bald girl, with hair dangling all over her body.
"Oh my, this is quite the opheliac!" Emilie autumn whispers to herself. She knew then that a mad girl like her would be a good addition to her group. The gothic lolita girl walks up to this enigma, and Clementine looks up.
"Who are you?" Clementine demands, while snarling and showing her yellowed teeth.
"My name is Emilie Autumn!" She sings proudly.
"What on earth are you doing?" The tomato head asks. Emilie has never seen such a sight in her 16 months of survival. She was surviving before however, due to her issues of bipolar disorder. Surviving was something she always did.
Clementine sighs deeply, with anxiety deep in her roots. "I have no other way to tell you this, I do not know much myself of it, but I believe I am meant to be a wolf." Clementine says, solemnly. Emilie's eyes widen a girl, whom wishes to be a wolf? It was quite the absurd situation, but not too far off from what's going on around them.
"Are you feeling okay?" Emilie questions. A child should never look this despair ridden, no matter what has happened to them. That was no secret.
"I...I...chopped off a woman's arm." Clementine howls. The blood splurting from the woman's freshly cut stub will be ingrained into Clementine's mind forever.
"It was in that moment I knew that I had to escape all this. Walkers don't eat animals. I always have felt connected to these beautiful creatures anyway. I can finally be who I want to be. I would never have been accepted in a world before the turn, but now, who fucking cares! No one blinks when they chop the head off a putrid corpse, no one cries when they kill another human for food, empathy is a thing of the past. The world will never go back to where it was." Clementine cries softly, being too loud would attract walkers. Emilie kneels down to the broken girl.
"Compassion can only be lost if you believe it is. As long as you know that one day this could all end, it's never lost." Emilie whispers back.
"By looking at you, i know that this world has something worth protecting. I understand what you're going through. I support you. Hope isn't lost." Emilie reassures Clementine.
"How about I join up with you? There's always safety in numbers." Emilie smiles.
They arrive at the campsite, Emilie happily humming the tune to her hit single, Misery Loves Company. A wide, red smile is displayed on her pale face.
"What in the hell…" Kenny says, pulling out his AK-47. "Who in the hell are you?"
"Oh," Emilie giggles, "I'm your opheliac. I've been so disillusioned. I know you'd take me back, but still, I fei-"
"Emilie, get to the point!" Clem growls.
The group shares a confused look. Kenny stumbles backwards in confusion, banging his ankle on the fountain and falling in.
"Clem.. tell him." EA pushed Clem towards Kenny, who was now in the fountain. Clem looked back and stared into EA's eyes, they showed only compassion. Clem looked forward at Kenny.
"I'm… an otherkin."
Kenny stood agasp
"Otherwhat?"
"I was born into the wrong body… I'm a wolf"
There was a moment of silence, only to be broken by the sharp sound Kenny's gun.
The two stumbled back, struck by fear.
"... I misfired…" Kenny recorrected his gun. The tension was so thick you can slice through it with a knife and serve it on a plate of crackers!
The group stood without speaking a word for what felt like hours.
Kenny kept shifting in discomfort.
"Well.. if thats how you feel…. I guess I have to accept that"
Clementines breath returned to normal as she wiped the sweat from her brow. She could feel the relief wash away all of her stress off her shoulders. "Emilie will be joining us.. she's my friend" Clementine said in husk voice, still shaken with nerves.
Kenny adjusted his pants and sniffled, he reached down for his gun, and took a step towards Emilie. He raised his gun slowly and pointed it at her carrot tinted head.
"You lay a hand on her, and that pretty carrot top of yours is going to be tomato soup!"
Kenny turned around and returned to his tent.
Kenny misfiring his gun was a massive mistake. All of a sudden, walkers flooded the scene and everyone was surrounded.
"Everyone...get ready for a battle!" Emilie yells.
"Guns!" Emilie shrieks
"Check!" Yells the group
"Melee weapons!" Yells Emilie
"Check!" Yells the group
" Supply of ammunation!" Emilie yells
"Check!" Yells the group
The group assembles into a combat stance, clearly outnumbered.
"C-C-Clementine! I'm so scared." Sarah whimpers.
"I don't want to die. Not like my dad did." Sarah begs.
"You won't die. Pick up a gun. You did so good when you learned how to shoot, I know you can do this. You're strong" Clementine purrs.
"Do you really think so?" Sarah asks, astonished by Clementine's words .
Clementine puts a gun into Sarah's hands.
"Remember, don't lock your elbows. Look through the head of the gun, and squeeze the trigger." Clementine orders. Sarah fires, hitting a walker in the the chest. The recoil on the gun pushed Sarah back a bit, but she regained her balance.
"Again! In the head!" Clementine yells. Sarah fires again, downing the walker in one hit.
"I did it!" Sarah exclaims. Her eyes tear.
"Thank you so much Clementine. I could never have done this without your help!" Sarah begins to cry. Clementine gets so excited she starts licking Sarah's face, like the wolf she is.
The walkers begin to close in on the group.
EA signalled towards Clem to stop licking Sarah's face, as she had been sopping up her tears for the last 2 minutes.
The group huddled together charlie's angel's style and faced all directions. Clem's back was pressed up against Emilie's, she could feel Emilie's breathing. Her back was warm moist. Clem stood still and kept trying to focus in on the forest, she saw walkers coming towards them from all directions. Her heart beat increased with every footstep the walker's took.
She could feel Emilie's heart raise, despite her trying to stay cool.
The walkers got closer and closer and her vision became fuzzy. The edges of her vision became nonexistent. The wind wrapped around her smooth and shiny head, and was a cold reminder that she was in immediate danger. Clem's head became heavy and she began to lose balance. Her world had faded to darkness. The sounds around her began to echo.
And then… nothing.
Chapter 1. End.