Authors Note: This is Click(ClemXNick) if you dont like it dont read it. Clementine is 22 in this one and i just had to get this story out of my head. Enjoy!

Clementine Limped across the forest, clutching her arm that was dripping with blood. A dog had just attacked her after she was separated from Christa, Now she was alone, with a huge bite mark from the dog and feeling light headed, maybe she could just rest for a couple minutes right? That wouldn't hurt. She sat up against a log, she was just gonna rest but before she knew it her eyelids began to droop and she let the world become dark as she went unconscious .

-A while later-

Clementine woke up to hear the familiar moaning of walkers. Her arm was starting to burn from pain, she just hoped it wouldn't get an infection. She weakly got up and limped away from an approaching walker, the walker just got closer, and closer while she couldn't go any faster she was too tried. The walker finally caught up and fell on top of Clementine, she had to use all her strength to try and keep the walker from taking a Chunk out of her neck. she was about to give up and let the walker feast on her when an arrow went through its head, making it go limp on top of her. She pushed the body off her to see two men fighting off the approaching walkers. The older one spoke "I'm out! Grab her and lets go!" The younger one spoke "Come on kid we gotta get!" He picked her up and they ran off. After a while they finally slowed down. "I..I think were safe." The older one with the green jacket said. Finally Clementine got a good look at them. The one that was carrying her had an orange sweatshirt on with a machete on his back and brown hair. The older one had a green jacket on with white hair. "Hey kid you okay?" the one that was carrying looked genuinely concerned. She nodded "yea I'm fine." They continued walking. "where's the rest of your group? There's no way you made it alone. I don't want them thinkin' were doin' anything but tryin' to help you."Well this guy was just full of questions. Her voice cracked lightly when she spoke. "I'm alone, we got attacked." "why they'd attack you?" she looked down. "They wanted our food, we were cooking some kind of weasel." the young one looked surprised "They attacked you for a weasel?! Damn that's low." Finally they told her their names. "well I'm Luke and this is Pete." He nodded forwards the older man, Pete. "Hey there." he smiled. She hesitated before telling them her name. "I'm Clementine." Luke smiled at her. We got a doctor with us and you look like you could use some-OH SHIT!" Suddenly he dropped her. She landed right near her dog bite which stung like a bitch. "she's bit man oh fuck, fuck- what are we gonna do here?!" she frowned it was pretty obvious that it was a dog bite maybe if they just looked at it... "no, no its a was a dog i swear! J-Just look at it." Luke frowned "and have you sink your teeth into Pete's neck no way." Pete looked at him. "hey! Why am i the one!" Luke just ignored his comment. Pete looked the bite regardless. "so uh is it like she says?" Luke questioned. "hard to tell could be...you telling us the truth Clementine?" she looked him straight in the eyes. "yes." pet nodded "alright." "Should we really do this i mean Nick ain't gonna like this- not with what happened to-" "you don't have to remind me of that, boy." Luke looked down. "right sorry sir." who the hell was Nick? Pete patted Luke's shoulder. Clementine got up from the ground and they started walking to a cabin in the distance. Pete turned around and noticed she was walking slow. "you alright clementine." "I'm fine." that was a lie she felt light headed and her legs felt like jelly. Luke crossed his arms. "well you better be fine because i ain't carrying you anymore with that bite on your arm." black started to spot her vision. "don't worry about..." she couldn't continue her legs gave out and the last thing she saw was Luke running over to her shouting "OH SHIT!"

-waking up-

Clementine heard voices as she started to wake up. People were surrounding here once her vision came into focus. There was a big tall black man, Pete, a man wearing a baseball cap like her about Lukes age, holding a rifle, and a pregnant lady with very curly hair. They were all commenting things like "why'd Luke bring her here" "would someone tell me what the FUCK is going on?" "shes bit oh fuck." "she could be working with carver." most of the comments coming from the pregnant lady. She decided to run, these were strangers they could be cannibals like the st. John brothers or maybe worst. She tried to get up but she felt something breeze past her with a loud shot. Someone tried to shoot her! They'd barely missed. She whimpered at the sound of the shot, her ears rang. She looked up to see the guy with the baseball cap with wide eyes pointing his rifle at her. Pete ripped the rifle out of the guy's hands. "Finger off the trigger son." "i ain't your son!" Luke came out of the cabin behind the group just moments later. "woah woah what the fuck?!" the pregnant women was the first to complain."Nick you idiot! Every lurker heard that for 5 miles." Nick defended himself "hey your the one telling me to fuckin' shoot her!" Luke stepped up. "Just calm down Rebecca alright she's just scared!" the pregnant women snapped "were all scared Luke!" Nick spoke "she tried to run!" Luke frowned well Nick can you really fuckin' blame her?!" a Spanish man came out of the cabin. Luke turned to me. "alright this is Carlos he's gonna look at you arm alright? Its okay he's a doctor." she nodded, she trusted Luke or kinda trusted Luke. The truth was she didn't trust anyone. Not anymore. Not after 9 years of being out here you couldn't trust people anymore. Christa had taught her that. It was just how things were. Carlos lifted her sleeve which stung. He examined the bite before turning to Luke. "i cant tell, could be anything there's only one way to find out...we wait. We can lock her in the shed until morning, if the fever sets in we'll know if she'll turn. She gave Luke a worried glance. Were they really going to lock her in a shed? "I'm sorry kid but its the best were gonna get." Luke said. "i ain't a kid Luke. I'm 22." She growled at him. She didn't mean to, Luke was the only one who DIDN'T want to leave her to die. She started walking with Luke followed by Nick aiming his rifle at her on the way to the shed. She heard Rebecca as she left say "you'll see she'll turn and when she does i wont be the one cleaning up the shed." clementine growled again. She hated this. She tried to look back but felt cold metal on the back of her head. "what? Don't trust me? Or you just want a better chance at hitting your target this time?" Clementine mumbled. "Just move." Nick said. She stepped into the shed, watching as Luke closed it. Clementine made fists with her hands out of anger. They were messing with the wrong girl.

Authors Note: This first chapter isn't as great as I would have liked it to be and the POV is kind of third person but with Clementine's thoughts.