Hi, regulargirl here. This is my first story on this website, so please, go easy on me if I'm not doing well. I'm a big fan of The Walking Dead, so I thought of creating a story that was about the video game character Clementine after when Lee dies, and how she tries to survive the zombie apocalypse. It was confirmed at Comic-Con that she will be in season 2 of the video game, and Kenny's fate will be explored. This story will pretty much be my prediction of what season 2 will be. It will resolve the cliffhanger left at the end of season 1, and Kenny's fate will be explored. We'll just have to find out what really happens when season 2 comes out.

This chapter will pretty much echo Kenny's death scene and Lee's death scene later on, and will lead into Clementine discovering the two mysterious figures in the distance. It's only the prologue, so the main story will start in the next chapter.

Prologue: No Mercy

Blood...the very thing that helps us stay alive. Without blood, we will be dead. In a world like this, there is no mercy. The undead will show no living being mercy at all. Their basic instincts is to feed themselves. Families have been separated, friendships have failed, and relationships are sabotaged. This post apocalyptic world is tearing the remains of what is left, apart.

Three months earlier, at an unknown location, authorities declared a state of emergency, due to the chaos that not even the military could control. They promised everybody that after a few days, this mess was going to be sorted out and everyone could return to their normal lives, but that promise was jeopardized when more people were killed, and less control the military had. Eventually, the military succumbed to the undead, and there was nothing anyone could do.

In the city of Savannah, Georgia, the undead has taken over. Thousands of these monsters roam the streets as we speak. Of course, there was a minority of a few survivors. They were trying to flee from a house that was just recently overrun by the undead.

They all fled to a different side of the house, and out to a metal balcony in an alley. They all made a plan to jump to the other building from the balcony, considering the jump wasn't too far. The first person, Christa, was a woman who was most likely in her late twenties to early thirties. The second person to jump, Omid, was Christa's boyfriend. His leg was damaged because, he was forced to jump off a bridge and onto a moving train for safety. The third person, Kenny, was a white man, with a handlebar mustache and a ball cap. The fourth person, Lee, was a black man with short hair and a goatee. The fifth person, Ben, was a teenager, who was at least seventeen or eighteen years old.

Ben was moments from jumping, when the balcony collapsed.

"Ben!" Lee yelled, when he noticed the balcony collapsing.

"Wa-AH!" Ben cried out as he was falling. He landed with a loud thud, in the alley. The other survivors looked down to see if he was okay.

"Me and my fucking mouth..." muttered Kenny, regretfully.

"Holy fuck!" exclaimed Omid. "What are we gonna do?"

Kenny then looked over at Omid, and then turned around and started to make a detour to see if Ben was okay. He started climbing down the ladder and Lee looked over at the other two.

"Stay up here." instructed Lee. "Keep an eye out."

"Okay," said Omid, "but I can't see much from up here."

"Just let us know when they start coming down the alley." Lee said. "We'll be back."

"Be..." Christa started. She was cut off when Lee ran towards the ladder and started climbing down. "...careful." she finished.

Faint groans were heard in the distance. Lee made it down and cautiously started looking around to keep an eye out for any zombies that were near, and for Kenny and Ben.

"Oww...uh...I'm okay." groaned Ben. "I'm okay, just get me out of here..."

"Shh! QUIET, Ben, or they'll be on top of us!" shushed Lee, worrying that the zombies might have heard Ben.

"Yeah, try to keep your mouth shut." said Kenny, almost whispering.

"I'm sorry," said Ben, "just get me up...my legs hurt, I think."

"We're gonna get your ass up." assured Kenny.

"Really? I thought you-" Ben started. Afterwards, he just stopped talking.

Kenny then removed the debris that was laying on top of Ben. Him and Lee then stared at Ben in shock, when they noticed that a part of the balcony impaled Ben's stomach.

"Fucking hell." muttered Kenny in shock.

"What is it?" asked Ben. "I'm okay...I'm okay..."

"We can get you up." said Kenny in denial. "We can..." He then tried to pick Ben up.

"OWWWW!" Ben cried out in pain "UGHH..." Ben lifted himself up and grabbed the bloody railing.

"He's quiet." said Lee. "We can take our time and save his life." Ben then lay back down.

"I can be super qui-" started Ben. The groans from the distance started to become louder. The zombies had noticed what was going on. They started hungrily approaching the trio.

"FUCK!" groaned Kenny when he saw what was going on. He then made a second attempt to pull Ben free. Ben then started screaming in agony when he felt the excruciating pain go through him. The zombies started getting closer to the alley. Ben looked over at them, with a look of fear, and pain.

"OH GOD!" yelled Ben. "DON'T LET THEM GET TO ME!" Kenny regretfully looked down at the suffering teenager. Kenny then thought about it for a second as the zombies got closer and closer. He then made a decision.

"Do you have any bullets left?" Kenny asked Lee. "This has only got one left in it." He then loaded his gun.

"I'm out." said Lee.

"Shit!" said Kenny. As the zombies got closer, and Ben continued to lay there, he made another decision. "Get the fuck out of here." he said to Lee.

"What?!" Lee said.

"GO BACK." demanded Kenny. "She needs you, Lee!"

"KENNY!" was all Lee could say.

"THIS IS NOT A DISCUSSION!" Kenny yelled in frustration.

"Okay," Lee said, finally giving in, "I'm going."

"GOOD." said Kenny. "Get back up there!" he said, pointing at the building they were on. "NOW!"

"This is suicide, Kenny! You can't do this!"

"FUCKING GO!"

Kenny then closed the gate, leaving him trapped inside and Lee safely outside. He then ran towards the zombies, to put Ben out of his misery. Lee continued to just stand there in shock, and hurt as his best friend was making this sacrifice. He then accepted Kenny's fate and started climbing up the ladder.

"BACK YOU SONS OF BITCHES!" Kenny yelled as the zombies got more and more close. He then started attacking them without the help of his gun.

"AHHH FUCK!" Ben whimpered. "KENNY PLEEE-" He was then cut off when Kenny shot his last bullet to put Ben out of his misery. Neither Kenny, nor Ben were heard from again, as the zombies had closed in.

Later that night, a little girl in a store had just finished killing a zombie, who was trying to kill her.

"I did it." she said. "I got him."

"You can take care of yourself." said Lee. "See?"

"No, not all the time." said the little girl, rejecting Lee's praise.

"Yeah, you can." assured Lee. "Don't worry."

The zombies were snarling outside, but they had no way of getting in. The little girl then looked over at Lee, who was moments away from dying. Lee looked very tired, and very sick.

"Hey." he whispered, getting the little girl's attention. "You're strong, Clem...you...you can do anything."

"But, I'm little." said Clementine, on the verge of tears.

"That, don't mean nothing." said Lee. "You're gonna see bad stuff, but, it's okay."

"My parents..." sobbed Clementine, "...it's so horrible!"

"I...I can't imagine, sweat pea." Lee sympathized in a comforting voice.

"And now you? Please! Please don't be one of them!" she pleaded, knowing it won't do her any good. "Please don't become a walker!"

"There's only one thing you can do." said Lee in a raspy voice, as he was getting weaker by the second. "You know that."

"I don't know if I can." Clementine said.

"You have to shoot me, honey." Lee said, making his decision on his fate."

"Lee, no." refused the little girl.

"It's okay." assured Lee. "It's okay, Clem. I was standing over Duck, holding that gun. It was so hard. Sorry you're in that position now. I'd give anything for you not to be, but you just have to point it at me. Close your eyes, and be thankful you don't have to see me as one of them. You can do it. I know you can."

"Okay, Lee." said Clementine, finally accepting Lee's fate. "I can do. I...I can."

"Find Omid and Christa." Lee instructed. "They're probably looking for us right now. Stay on high ground, don't go too far, and you'll find them. They'll take good care of you."

Clementine listen, but she was still sobbing softly.

"And Clem?"

She then looked back up at Lee.

"Stay away from the cities." muttered Lee.

Clementine nodded. "Definitely."

"They're just not worth the risk." the zombies continued to snarl and growl outside. "And also..." he didn't say anything else. He knew his time was up in a matter of seconds. He didn't have time to say what he wanted to say. His breathing became more and more labored. Clementine looked at Lee with worry in her face.

"What?" she asked. "What is it?"

"No, don't worry, alright?" Lee replied. "I'll miss you."

"Me too." Clementine said, sadly. She then stood up and took one last look at Lee. The man who saved her life, the man who raised her for three months, the man who would take a bullet or in this case, a bite, to keep Clementine alive as long as possible. Lee then closed his eyes, not wanting to see Clementine in any more pain than she's already in.

She then pointed the gun at Lee, whimpering. She didn't want to do this, but this was what Lee wanted. Lee patiently waited, while Clementine's hands started shaking. She then lowered the gun for a second, and then raised it again. She then closed her eyes, not wanting to see herself kill Lee, but opened her eyes again to make sure she doesn't miss. She then closed her eyes again and pulled the trigger.

The next morning, Clementine was slowly walking down a field on the outskirts of Savannah. It looked more like a meadow. She had been walking for miles, since Lee's death, trying to search for Omid and Christa. The little girl decided to take a break, by sitting on a log, looking around to see if there's any zombies nearby or for any sign of Omid and Christa. She looked down and noticed a few shotgun shells laying on the ground. She picked one up and then looked out in the distance.

She immediately stood up and tried to get a closer look. There were two silhouettes in the distance. They looked like people. Were they Omid and Christa? Were they two strangers? Were they walkers? Clementine wasn't sure what to do next. She just stood there, like a statue. The two silhouettes continued to walk. Clementine still stood there, unsure of her next decision.

Don't worry! I'll get working on the main story soon enough. I just need some time to think of a plot. Check back in about a few days to a week. Read and review! No flaming! If I didn't do well, give me constructive criticism. I don't tolerate people who flame!