Hey everyone, this is my first Walking Dead fanfiction. I'm not used to writing stories around and this is so far my second fanfiction written, so please take it easy on reviewing.
"Got her ready?"
Kenny was talking about the group's boat. Clementine had found it in the shed, and it was their ticket to survival.
"Yeah. Gas is all filled and battery's connected. How's the life jackets?"
"As I said, only five. That counts me, you, Clem, Christa and Omid. We leave that fucker Ben behind."
"Kenny? The fuck?"
"What? He's only going to slow us down. Even sink the boat, that's how fucking useless he is."
"We can't just leave him here!"
"Little shithead is sleepin' anyway, we can sneak off and he won't even realize it."
"Kenny? Please don't leave Ben behind."
"I'm sorry Clem, but the boat is only going to fit five people. We're six, so one has to be left behind. You saw how he abandoned you. If anyone has to be left behind, that's him."
"But.."
"That's final, Clem."
Clementine didn't speak and just barged inside the house angrily.
"Looks like you pissed her off, Ken."
"Shut up, Lee. This is for the best. We're moving out in five minutes."
"Five minutes? But.. nevermind. I guess we could deal with that."
"I'll give you time to deal with your girl, Lee. We know her parents are well dead."
"Lee, get everything we have inside that mansion except Ben. We'll push this thing outside."
Kenny and Christa started to push the boat out of the shed, and Lee went inside to grab whatever they had left.
"Clem, honey? Where are you?"
"I'm right here, Lee.."
Lee freaked out when something touched his leg.
"Clem, don't go out and scare us like that. Please."
"Okay. Kenny says we're gonna leave Ben, why? He's my friend."
"I know he is, sweet pea, but we can't risk leaving anyone else rather than Ben."
Someone banged on the door before Clementine could respond.
"Lee? Come here for a sec. I've got an idea how that little fucker can actually come with us."
"Stay here, honey. This might be your chance."
Clem actually smiled as Lee walked outside to talk with Kenny.
"Okay, here's the plan. We take the boat and sail to my house at Fort Lauderdale. I've got a seventy-footer fishin' boat there, that will surely occupy around fifteen."
"How do you know it's still there?"
"No bandit shitpiss could get my little Victoria. She has the best lock in town."
"Victoria? That's what you call it?"
"Yeah, you got a problem with that?"
"Anyway, let's continue on. Once we get Victoria, we sail back to Savannah, get Ben, and be in peace once and for all."
"Wait, how do you know Ben can hold out? And how long would that take?"
"Around five days the modest. That's all I ask for him to do. Five days, then he's free."
"So, after we get Ben.. where now?"
"Shit, Lee. That's the hardest part. The Caribbean would be the easiest, but I can't be sure though. We could sail to Iceland, but we'd freeze our asses. Or we just stay on water."
"Or we could find a naval base."
"Yeah, like those would still welcome us."
"Anyways, you go get your little girl. Omid and Christa got the boat to the waterfront, and we make sure Ben knows nothing about this, or we're screwed."
After about an hour trying to convince Clementine, the trio got to the waterfront, where the two were waiting for them."
"This is it. Push her down."
All five worked together to get the boat on water. Kenny started up the engine, and started to wave his goodbyes to his family.
"I'm sorry, Kat. I couldn't keep Duck alive."
And with that, they sailed off into the Atlantic.
"You sure we should do this, Vernon?"
"I am a hundred percent sure. This boat is our only hope."
"But stealing it from them? Really?"
The cancer group survivors got their stuff and marched off to the mansion in hopes of earning a free boat.
When they got there, Vernon almost fell to his knees when they found the shed open. No boat, no nothing was inside. Picked clean.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! WE'RE TOO LATE!"
"Shut the hell up, Vernon! This was your idea!"
"We could stay at the mansion. That's an alternative to this shit boat you're talking about."
"Stupid, Clive, stupid! We need that boat!"
Vernon's shouts attracted a swarm of walkers, and all four quickly went inside to barricade the mansion.
"Fuck you, Vernon! You're going to get us all killed!"
"Shut the fuck up!"
"Lee? Kenny? Christa? Clem? Where are you?"
The voice of a teenage boy gave Vernon a quiet smile.
"Vernon, you've gone mad. Smiling while we're getting attacked by THEM?"
"I got an excellent idea. Now, follow after me.."
The cancer survivors sneaked to Ben, while he was busy looking for his comrades.
"Dammit, where'd they.."
The last thing Ben saw was a fist hurling towards his face.
Sorry for the cliffhanger. Anyways, Chapter 2 wouldn't be coming pretty soon.
Thanks for reading!