Hello! Eliza here bringing you another (hopefully awesome!) fanfic! I decided to do this fanfic after I watched Pewdiepie do this game! Now, I'm going to get both games for Christmas this year so I'll be doing the game myself! Also, I might get It for the PC and If I do then I'm going to put my youtube channel name on all of my stories after I upload a video of it on youtube so you all can view It If you want! Anyways, here It Is!

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Atlanta, Georgia - Highway to Hell (Prison)

"Well, I recon you didn't do It then." Said the old cop, who was driving one Lee Everett to jail. "Does It really matter?" Lee says solemnly as he looks out the window. The cop just shook his head no. "Nah. Not much." Lee said as he continued to stare out the window, mentally glaring at the old guy.

"Y'know, I've driven a buncha' fellas down to this prison. Lord knows how many. Usually is 'bout now I get the damned "I didn't do It!" Lee looked up at the man and sighed. "Not from me. I at least know that there ain't no use In pleading when they already found me guilty." Just then the radio started up. "We've got what looks like a 10-91E near Peachtree Exit of 285. All cars asked to keep on the lookout for a 91V in the area."

"I followed your case a little bit, you being a Macon boy and all." The cop said, completely ignoring the radio message. "You're from Macon then?" Lee asked. The old cop looked at him using the rear view mirror and began to talk. "Yep. Came up to Atalanta to be a city cop In the 70's. Always wanted to work a murder case, like that senatorial mess you got yourself mixed up in, with all due respect."

"A real shame that Is." the cop started, only to be cut off by another cop car buzzing by. However, that didn't stop him from talking for long. "Hell, the whole family used to be regulars at your folks' drugstore right In downtown. Still there?" Lee smiled reminiscently. "Yup. It's still proudly standing." The cop smiled back at him. "Good."

Just then, the radio again burst to life. "Be advised of medical personnel on route to Hartsfield, various 10's and 20's coming in." The old cop, again, seemingly didn't hear anything the guy on the radio had just said. "I got a nephew up at UGA. You teach there long?" Lee shook his head no.

"No You see, I did 2 years of College In High School so I only had to pay for 2 College years. Then, I ended up doing my 3rd. and 4rth. year In one year because I already knew everything In the 3rd. year so I completely finished paper work for College at 22. I only taught 1 year at UGA and I was 23 then. Imagine how weird It was teaching a group of young adults only a year or 2 younger then you and you got my predicament when I was teaching."

"I was about to go Into my second year when this mess happened." the cop nodded. The cop then started up again. "Did you meet your wife up In Athens?" Lee looked down sadly before looking out the window. "Do you wanna know how I see It?" Lee shook his head no but said. "Not really, but I have a feeling your gonna tell me anyway so just tell me so we can go onto another topic." Lee said.

"Could be you just married the wrong woman." Now that. That hit a sore spot for Lee. "Fuck you." Just then the radio came on, cutting off the cops reply. "Riot In progress. All officers are available for incoming 217's. Rolling calls and dispatches to all locations." Lee looked at the radio. "Doesn't any of that seem important to you?" The cop looked back via the rear view mirror and nodded yes.

"All of If, but that box never shuts up. Sit In this seat and pay too much attention and you'll drive yourself crazy." Just then a SWAT van, a police chopper and a bunch of cop cars drove by. "I'm driving this man once, h-he was the worst one. He wouldn't stop going on about how he didn't do It. He was an older fella. Big, soft brown eyes behind a pair of smart folk glasses, and he's just wailing back there, says It wasn't him. Crying and snotting all over, right where your sittin'."

Just then the radio started up again. "All officers available." However, before the man on the radio could finish the old cop turned the radio down all the way. "Then before long he starts kicking the back of the seat li-like a fussy baby on an airplane. And I tell him he's gotta stop, that that's government property, and I'll be forced to zap him otherwise. So he stops, and having exhausted all his options, he starts crying out for his mama."

"Mama, It's all a big mistake! It wasn't me!" Lee shook his head In distaste. "..." Lee 'said'. (Authors Note: HAHAHAHAHA! I TRIPLE DOTTED YOU MOTHERFUCKER!) "Despite his proclamations, he wasn't even close to innocent. They caught the fucker red handed! Stabbin' his wife, cutting her up as the boys came through the door! He sits In my car screaming blood murder that It wasn't him! I think he might have believed It himself."

Lee nodded his head and the man continued. "It just goes to show, people will up and go mad when they believe their life Is over. Oh, I got another good one for ya. This one's a little bit less depressing and a bit more hilarious If I do say so. This other." However, he was cut off as Lee saw a dirt covered humanoid thing walking across the road and yells. "OH SHIT!"

The cop then looks forward just as he hits the things and starts swerving left and right. One over exaggerated turn of the wheel and they were sent off the road and into the forest to their right. As the 2 started bouncing around as they went down hill Lee blacked out. However, during his 'beauty sleep' he had visions of a humanoid creature walking along the side of the car and another one at the top of the hill the drove down. He also heard a scream, a gunshot and low grunts.

1st. Person POV - Lee Everett's POV

I grunt lowly as I shake my head of cobwebs. Of course, the pounding In my head, which resembled the pounding from a hang over, stopped me from shaking It to hard. This left me groggy for a few minutes. When I was finally aware of my surrounding I looked down at my hand cuffs and tried to take them off. However, they hadn't unlocked or broken In the car crash.

Just then, I felt the sudden urge to have a glass of cool water. Remembering the last time I had a drink I sighed. 'With how long I could have been In this car I'm not surprised I'm this thirsty.' I groan as I felt a sudden wave of pain go throughout my body from my leg. I look down at It only to see the top of my shin broke to hell. I sigh before I look out the back window of the smashed to hell cop car. The first thing I see shocks me to hell.

I see that old cop from Macon laying In an awkward heap on the ground with blood trails behind him making It look like someone dragged him there then left. I then look closer to the car and see a shot gun. "Why did the officer have his gun out?" I then looked and saw the car door to my right almost undamaged. I then smirk lightly as I kick the somewhat shattered window. A few pieces fall out but most of the pieces are their, just with a lot of spider cracks In It.

I do It 3 more times and the window finally breaks off.I then start wiggling towards the window of the car. Once I get to It I start wiggling out It. 'If only I was smaller this would be so much easier to do.' I think as I wiggle through and fall to the ground outside. I groan again as my leg hits the ground hard. I then try to stand only to do a half assed yell as I feel the pain running throughout my leg.

I start to key along the car as I go from one side of the car to another. When I get to the side closest to the 'dead' cop I look and see a shotgun shell on the ground near the actual shotgun. I wearily walk towards It as I half fall half crouch and pick up the shell. 'Might come In handy somehow.' I then look over at the cop and start half walking half stumbling towards the cop as I almost whisper. "Officer?" As I get closer to the body I can't help but whisper "Damn."

When I am finally standing over him I see the handcuff keys poking out of his back right pocket. I bend down and grab them before I make short work with unlocking the handcuffs. I rub my wrists before I look down and see the dead officers hand twitch. Then the officer pushes off of his left arm and tries to jump on me. I jump/fall back as I start backing away before I can even begin to start looking at the apparently not dead officer as I remember the shotgun and start backing towards the car.

"Holy shit!" I say as the officers dead body starts crawling after me. "What In the hell? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU? What happened? WHAT HAPPENED! GET AWAY FROM ME!" I suddenly feel the car behind me and sigh In relief. I grap the shotgun and load It with the shotgun shell I had gotten earlier as I aim. Seeing as the brain Is the most probable place to shot If I were to kill someone, I decided to shot there.

After I shot him the thing immediately stops crawling as I watch what looks like very tainted blood come from his head due to their being such a big missing piece of skull not keeping It In. "Man... His skins all rotten and he smells like shit. What the hell Is this?" I look up from the officers now officially dead body to see a small, mysterious figure In the distance. "HELP! Go get someone! There-There's been a shooting!" However, the figure turned and ran.

However, before I can yell for whoever It was to come back I here a rustling noise behind me. I press myself against the car and quietly listen, hoping to hear something more. I look over the car a little only to see 2 of the humanoid looking creatures like what the cop had turned into.

I quickly push myself up and start staggering forward, trying to get away from the things. However, I trip over the cops corpse which allows the things to get closer. I quickly get up, ignoring the increasing pain In my leg and again start walking away from the creatures. As I keep walking I look over to my left to see 2 more coming towards me and I quickly look to my right only to see another one up against a tree missing It's left hand.

I trip again and stagger to stand but end up crawling along the forest floor away from them. I go up a small hill to see a fence. I quickly get to my feet, biting my tongue hard to avoid yelling out In pain. I walk quickly to the fence and climb up It with much difficulty. When I landed on the other side I fell on my ass and groaned.

However, I quickly shut myself up when I hear the things banging against the fence, attempting to get In. I thanked God that It wasn't a small picket fence. Other wise the would have gotten In already. Lee heard a gunshot farther to his right and heard the banging on the fence stop as he heard the things stumble away.

'Note to self. Noise attracts them.' I back myself against the houses porch as I sigh In relief. "Now all I need to do Is lie low In this house for a few days. Maybe then this'll all blow over." However, some part of me knew It wouldn't be that easy. After all, If It was this bad here, then just imagine the big city's!

I push myself up again as I look around. I walk over to the tree house In the backyard and walk all around It. "Hm. Why Isn't there a ladder?" I then look down at a tea set. "I'd fill one of those tea cups with some bourbon could." I walk away from the tree house towards the actual house. As I walk up the steps and walk towards the door I have the feeling that I'm being watched but brush It off.

I just open the door and walk In, knowing It would be dumb to yell things like 'Don't shot!' or 'I'm friendly!' during this zombie like apocalypse. 1, I'm basically doing the humanoid things walk. Whether I can speak or not doesn't matter. They'll still shot me for looking dead tired and for walking around like they do. 2, I'm black! No matter how good I am or may seem to them, they'll still most likely discriminate and shoot me because I could be a possible 'danger' to them.

Anyways, as I walk In I immediately notice a large blood stain at the entrance to the kitchen. I then look at the table to see one of them on It's side and something that really excited me. A bowl of fruit! My stomachs growling just thinking about food! I first walk over to the fruit. I mean, If I'm going to die I might as well die full! I pick on up but put It back.

'Damn. It's fake.' I look over to my right at a sudden beeping noise. I walk over and see It's a Voice Mail machine and I press play. "Three new messages. Message 1. Left at 5:43 P.M." said the robotic voice of the machine. Then the recording came on. "Hey, Sandra, this Is Diana. We're still In Savannah. Ed had a little 'incident' with some crazy guy near the hotel, so we had to get him back to the ER and have It checked out. Anyway, he;s not feeling well enough to drive back tonight, so we're staying an extra day. Thanks so much for looking after Clementine, and I promise we'll be back In time before you Spring Break!"

"Message 2. Left at 11:19 P.M." However, the same female came on after the recorders voice spoke. "Oh my God, finally! I don't know If you've tried to reach us; all the calls are getting dropped. They're not letting us leave and aren't telling us anything about Atlanta. Please, please, just leave the city and take Clementine with you back to Marietta. I've got to get back to the hospital. Please let me know that your safe."

I looked down In shock and slight sadness that things could have gotten that bad but decided to listen to the last message. "Message 3. Left at 6:51 A.M." The worst thing about this message, was that It was from the exact same lady. "Clementine? Baby, If you can hear this, call the police. That's 9-1-1. We love you... We love you...We love y..." I looked at the machine before looking next to It.

It was a picture frame with a family of 3 In It. There was the dad, the mom and then a little girl, around 9-10. The man looked In his early to mid 30's while the wife looked In her mid to late 20's. (1) (2) I took the picture out of It's frame, folded It and then placed It In my pocket. I then placed the frame back down where I had found It. I walked around towards the front of my house and saw a window with blinds I looked out and saw a few of those weird things moving around In the street and I shook my head and turned away.

However, before I could go down one of the houses small corridors I heard a young girls voice say. "Dad?" Lee turned towards the voice and cautiously walked Into the kitchen, avoiding the blood puddle. 'Looks as tainted as the cops blood was. Is there another In here?' However, I didn't give It a second thought when I heard the same voice say. "Dad?" This time I pinpoint where the voice Is coming from.

I open the drawer to see a walky talky. I press the button on the side and say. "Hello?" I whisper. "You need to be quiet." Says the same little girl from before. "Who Is this? Are you ok?" I ask. If this Is a girl we're talking about I have to make sure she's safe before doing anything else.

"My name's Clementine, and I'm perfectly all right." I walk up to the kitchens window. "Where are your parents?" I ask. I don't want to help the girl just for her parents to think I kidnapped her. "They took a trip and left me with Sandra. They're In Savannah, I think. Where the boats are. "Are you safe?" I ask. "Yes. I'm up In my tree house. The can't get me here. Can You see me? I can see you through the window." Clementine says as she pokes her head out of the tree house. I smile and wave at her. "AHHHH!" Clementine suddenly screams. I look behind me to see a redheaded zombie.

I put the walky talky In my pocket fast and then put my left hand at the zombies neck and my right arm holds back It's left one. I threw her head Into the kitchen stove and tried to run out of the kitchen. Key word being tried. I slipped on the Tainted Blood (which Is going to be called TB from now on) and turned around just In time to stop my face from hitting the counter. However, that made the back of my neck get hit In It's stead.

My vision was extremely hazy as I looked at the zombie I see It getting closer and kick It. This causes my vision to clear only to see that the zombie had been closer to me then I had thought. I then realized that If I hadn't kicked at It when I did, It would have killed me.

I shake my head free of those thoughts for now and scramble for the back door. However, the zombie manages to grab hold of my right leg and pull me down. I turn towards It and start crawling backwards. As I got closer to the door the zombie got closer to me. I feel a tug on my leg and realize that the zombie had grabbed my leg. I quickly yank It away but It brings the zombie on top of me.

I hold It again with my left arm at It's neck and my right restricting It's left. I punch It In the face and It flops backwards. It starts crawling towards me and I kick It In the face. I do this again when It gets closer but then I here the sliding glass door behind me open. I look back to see Clementine holding out a hammer shakily saying. "Here."

I immediately grab It just as the zombie gets on top of me again. It hit It hard with the hammer In my right hand sending It onto the floor on my left. I quickly get up and step on It with my left foot and hit It In the face with the hammer. As It Is still moving around I hit It again. I do this 2 more times before the zombie doesn't even twitch anymore as TB pours from It's face.

"Man..." I say as I put my hands on my knees, breathing hard. As my adrenaline rush slows down I start to feel intense pain from my leg again. "Hi there." I say, my voice scratchy as hell from lack of water. "Did you kill It?" Clementine asked me, looking at me scared. "Yes. If It wasn't It would have killed me when I took my foot of It's stomach."

"Sometimes they come back." Clementine said, looking even more scared. "Have you killed one?" I asked, hoping to answer I got was negative. "No. But they get shot a lot." I kneel down In front of her so I can speak to her better. "You've been all by yourself through this?" She nodded. "Yeah. I want my parents to come home now."

"I think that might be a little while, you know?" I say, looking down sadly. "Oh." She says, looking down at the ground sad. "Look, I don't know what happened. But I'll look after you until then." I said, trying to lighten her up, If only a bit.

"What are we going to do now?" Clementine said. I looked at her. "We'll stay here tonight. Seeing as It's not night time yet you have to pack everything you need. A.k.a. things like extra clothing, tennis shoes, a hairbrush, a comb, pocket knives, basically anything that could be used for killing those zombies and stuff that we use to live." She nods determined and runs to her room.

I first walk In to the kitchen to the sink were I thought I had seen a cup of water. Thankfully, there was one. I grab It and gulp It all down and I put the cup back Into the sink.

I then follow Clementine's foot steps Into a hall until I arrive outside her room.I nod to myself before heading down the hall Into the Master Bedroom. I immediately go to the closet and sift through the things on the floor until I pull out a large ass satchel with a bunch of different compartments. I equip it and start sifting through the clothes In the closet. I notice a male and female hunting jackets, 2 pairs for each gender. I put them In my satchel and then sift through the rest. I put the rest of the needed clothes In my bag and I then went through the shoes.

I pick out a pair of Tennis shoes for both males and females and then put In 2 pairs of alligator leather boots In the bag as well. I then go through the shelf at the top of the closet and see 2 pairs of leather pants. The pants would be baggy on me but It shouldn't be to bad. The other pair Is built more for the curves of a woman so I knew they wouldn't fit me perfectly, If at all either. I put them In my satchel however. After all, Clementine might be able to fit them later. (3)

I then went through the bedside cabinets. I found In all 2 fully loaded pistils, 20 extra pistil bullets, 10 shotgun shells and a miniature sewing kit. I then went Into the Master Bath. After I went through all of the cabinets I ended up with 2 brand new bottles of peroxide, a large sewing kit, which I could barley fit Into my bag, 5 used nail files, 1 brand new nail file, a pair of tweezers, 10 hand towels, a brand new bottle of Nitroglycerin pills (4) and a brand new bottle of pain killers.

I then went back Into the Master Bedrooms closet to see If there was a bag for Clementine. I ended up finding a matching satchel, only slightly smaller then mine. I then went to Clementine's room. I heard crying from outside the door and entered In fear Clementine might have hurt herself only to see see her with her head In her pillow to muffle her crying as sobs wracked her body. I instantly darted to her and picked her up and sat her on my lap, holding her head to my shoulder.

"What's wrong Clementine?" I asked, trying to find the source of her problem. "I heard the messages on the Voice Mail machine!" I looked at her In shock before getting why she was so sad. She had heard the messages and had figured out that her parents had died. Now I know what It's like to feel the need to help someone.

Hello! Guess what! I did this In a few hours! I'm going to do another chapter real soon most likely but I hope you enjoyed this story! Here are the explanations!:

(1) Clementine's mom In my story Is petite with 38 C tits. I just didn't want to say that In the story because that would have just been weird to go from The Walking Dead to spouting bra sizes! 38 C will also be the size Clementine will be when she's done growing.

(2) Clementine, for being 9, has started to wear a training bra because she already has 30-32 A boobs. I , again, didn't want to go from The Walking Dead seriousness to bra sizes!

(3) Sandra and Ed were hunters as a serious side hobby. This means that Clementine had a few leather hunting suit and Lee has already put Sandra and Ed's leather hunting outfits In his pack and the next day In this fanfic he will put It on.

(4) The reason they had Nitroglycerin pills was because In this story I made It so that Clementine's dad had the same heart disease as Larry for reason that might seem to be obvi to you but all I can say Is, your most likely wrong.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and PLEASE REVIEW, fave and follow both this story and me If you like! If you don't review then I won't want to write because I feel like nobody's reading my fanfic and that makes me not want to write! SHOW ME YOU LOVE ME!

Also, THIS IS MY SECOND LONGEST CHAPTER FUCKING EVER! I hope you enjoyed and If you didn't read the shit at the top then go back up and read It! I hope ya'll like this chapter and that ya'll have a great night! The next chapter be one It's way! (WARNING: I say things like obvi or not doing full sentences because I believe In your brains being smart enough to understand all of my author notes without all the words! Also, I'm v lazy and don feel like typing everything perfectly If It ain't part of da story!)

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this! Bye!

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