22 reviews!? That's so amazing! Thank you so much, I think that's the most amount of reviews I've ever had! Mainly it was just people doing the vote, but I'm still extremely grateful! But...unfortunately, I can't accept all of the votes. Wutevr/Guest/Grace Grow/Hazey Mazey/Sparkster, I'm very sorry, but I know you're the same person. (Not all the guests, just the one who voted with the names above) So your seven votes for Mike will only count as one. But thank you very much for your review, and if you vote again, please only vote once. Thank you. The results of the voting will be at the end of the chapter. Anyway, thanks once again everyone for 22 reviews, and please enjoy the chapter!

Note: Just because I'm not following the story, it doesn't mean some events that did happen in the game won't happen in this story.

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Sarah began to cry softly, the pressure being too much for her. She wished her father was here, he always knew what to do. But he wasn't, and Sarah had to accept that. She had to be strong. She wiped away her tears and blinked a couple of times. She had to focus. She had to make a horrible decision in the next ten or twenty seconds; she had to choose someone to live, and to let someone else die.

She looked at Luke, and remembered all the good times she's had with him. Playing board games, eating dinner together with the other cabin members, and watching movies with him. He was like a second father to her. She couldn't bear to watch him die. But Luke didn't even try to save her when she fell off the observation deck, and instead he saved Jane. Should she do the same, but with Mike? Luke was kicking away the walker, but he kept crying out in pain because of his ribs. Sarah yelped as the walker lunged at him, but he dodged to the left and it slammed into the wall. Unfortunately, this made him completely cornered.

Then Sarah looked at Mike. She knew nothing about him; his past, what he has done. Maybe he's a serial killer? Or a father of two children? She didn't know, which made it difficult. But when she was frozen in fear as the walkers approached the previous day, Mike snapped her out of her catatonic state. What if he hadn't done that? Would she have died there? And she knew Mike cared about Clementine and Bonnie, so he must be a caring person. Maybe she should save him, it would be the right thing to do after he saved her.

"Sarah, what are you doing!? Shoot the gun! Hurry!" Clementine cried, glancing up at her with a mix of both anger and fear. Sarah looked down at the metal object in her hands, and raised it up. Her tears flowed freely as she pointed the gun at Luke's walker, then Mike's walker. She only had one bullet left...she had to make it count.

[Save Luke]

[Save Mike]

Sarah looked at Mike, her vision clouded over with tears, before she slowly turned away from him, focusing her attention on Luke.

I'm sorry, Mike... She thought sadly, before she aimed the gun at Luke's walker and pulled the trigger.

BANG!

Disaster. The bullet completely missed her target, and instead shot into the wall next to Luke. He cried out as his ears ringed. Sarah gasped while Clementine cried out.

No, no, no! Sarah thought in despair, letting go of the gun. It fell into the icy snow, blanketing Sarah's shoes in the soft texture.

But fortunately, something unexpected happened. Instead of the walker biting Luke, it slowly turned around, attracted to the gun shot. Its rotten face groaned and began limping towards the two girls, one of its legs dragging uselessly along the floor. It had completely forgotten about Luke, giving him a clear path to escape. Luke ran out from his corner, quickly picked up his machete and swiftly sliced off the walker's head from behind. The body dropped to the floor, never to move again. Luke panted heavily, and looked to the two girls who sighed in relief.

"HELP ME!" Mike screamed out as the walker ignored the bricks he was throwing and reached him, attacking him and sending him to the floor. It bit hard into his arm, drawing blood and making him scream out and desperately try to push it off. Clementine, Sarah and Luke gasped.

"NO!" Luke yelled, running towards the man and grabbing the walker, roughly throwing it off Mike and quickly stabbing it in the head before it could get up. He helped Mike to his feet as he was holding his bloody arm and cursing.

"Fuck...fuck. Oh my god, I'm so dead..." Mike whispered to Luke, who had cut off a bit of his trouser leg to wrap around his arm. His eyes were wide as he realised his possible fate.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine..." Luke tried to reassure his friend, but Mike didn't listen. He just kept panting and staring at his arm. "We just need to get you back to the observation deck, and get you some medicine."

Sarah squeezed her eyes shut, trying to make her tears go away. Her anxiety began to start up, and she clenched her fists and began breathing quickly. Mike was going to die...and she let it happen. She killed him. Clementine noticed Sarah was starting to freak out and frowned.

"Sarah, don't worry. You did everything you could..." Clementine stopped, sighing as she thought about Mike. "...And you're strong for that. Yesterday you would have just stood and done nothing. But you didn't."

"Thanks...for trying to help." Sarah said, but she didn't really listen to what Clementine was saying. Maybe if she saved Mike...things would have happened differently. She wished she was still at the cabin, with Pete and Nick. With Alvin. With her dad. But she still had Luke and Rebecca...and she had to be grateful for that.

Sarah suddenly heard moaning coming from behind her, but it was very faint. She turned around and her eyes widened as she saw walkers slowly stumbling out of the woods. Their clothes were torn, body parts were missing, and they looked dead. But Sarah, along with everyone else in the entire world, knew they were alive. And they were ready to kill. Hundreds spilled out of the woods like juice from a carton, and were all walking towards the two men and the two girls. Sarah was the only one who had noticed.

"Clem...Clementine!" Sarah cried, frozen in fear. Clementine turned around and gasped, seeing all the walkers growling and snarling. She turned to Luke and Mike.

"Walkers!" She cried. Luke turned around and muttered angrily, grabbing his machete and holding it close. "They must have been attracted to the gunshot!"

"Goddammit! Clem, where's your weapon?" Luke asked, glancing at the bitten Mike before slowly approaching towards the walkers.

"Sarah had my gun, it ran out of bullets!" Clementine cried, and Sarah nodded frantically, agreeing with her. "You're the only one with a weapon!"

"Shit!" Luke cursed, putting away his machete and backing away from the walkers. He looked at the two girls. "We need to go. We can't fight them all with a machete and an empty pistol!"

"Okay, let's go." Clementine agreed, and started walking away from Parker's Run. Sarah quickly caught up with her and walked next to her, not wanting to be separated from her friend.

"Come on, Mike!" Luke yelled, beckoning for Mike to follow them. Mike nodded and was about to walk after them when he noticed the gun glistening in the snow. He quickly ran towards it and picked it up, but the walkers were already there. "Mike, hurry! Come on!"

A walker lunged at Mike but he backed away, tripping over a rock and landing in the snow, hissing in pain. A walker fell on top of him and he cried out as he tried to hold it up. Sarah screamed and put her hands over her mouth in fear. Luke ran towards the walker and stabbed it in the head, blood gushing out and splattering on the snow. Mike pushed the body off and stood up, but walkers were now blocking his way to the other three.

"Mike!" Clementine cried, running towards him but Mike yelled for her to stop. The three watched as he backed away slowly for a moment before turning and belting away from the scene, walkers hot on his trail. "We have to go after him."

"No, it's too dangerous!" Luke quickly objected. He put his arm around the frightened Sarah and began walking out of Parker's Run. "He knows where the observation deck is. He'll meet us there."

The walkers reached out towards them, hungry for a meal. Sarah was trying her hardest not to cry; she wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. Clementine sighed and followed them, looking down at the ground sadly. The three left Parker's Run and headed towards the observation deck, all three thinking about Mike.

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The three saw the observation deck in sight and quickened their pace, wanting to get to safety. Sarah saw Kenny still standing at the end of the deck. He probably hadn't moved since they left, worried for Clementine's safety. When he saw the three he quickly ran down the inside steps and waited for them at the bottom, still holding the sleeping baby.

"Oh, thank christ you're okay." He said to Clementine, hugging her with his free arm. He looked at Luke and Sarah and noticed someone was missing. "...Where's Mike?"

"..." Clementine looked down at the ground, before reluctantly looking up at her friend again. "When me and Sarah got to Parker's Run...Luke and Mike were cornered by walkers...and...and Mike got bit."

Kenny's eyes widened and he remained silent for a couple of seconds, staring at Clementine with a shocked expression. He glanced at Luke, who nodded with a frown. He sighed and turned away, closing his eyes.

"Well...where is he now? Is he...?" Kenny stopped, fearing the worst. He looked at Clementine, who shook her head.

"After he got bit...a herd of walkers came. He went to grab my empty gun...but when he did he was separated from us, and walkers were in his way. He turned...and ran. We haven't seen him since." Clementine sighed, and Kenny cursed and turned around. "...Maybe I could-"

"No." Kenny replied sternly. Clementine stopped, looking at Kenny nervously. Sarah slowly backed away and hid behind Luke. "...You need to rest. We'll figure out a plan later. Come on, you three."

Sarah sighed in relief and fixed her glasses so she could see better. She was still struggling to see with one of the lens' cracked, but she was starting to get used to it. She had to; she would probably never get another pair. She walked up the stairs next to Clementine, with Luke behind them and Kenny and the baby in front of them. They came out onto the deck and Sarah noticed the sun was going down. She smiled, seeing the orange sky, it had always been her favourite. She always used to watch it with her father and mother. It was one of the few good memories she had left.

She walked into the gift shop. She looked around and saw Rebecca, cradling her baby that Kenny had just handed to her. She weakly smiled as she stared down at her day old child, stroking its face. Sarah switched her gaze to Bonnie, who was reloading her gun but having some trouble. Sarah wondered if something was on her mind. She then looked at Luke, who was leaning against the wall, staring up at the sky. Finally, Sarah looked at Clementine, who was holding an opened can of food as she walked towards the teenager.

"Hey, Sarah." Clementine smiled, holding out the can of food for her to take. "Are you hungry?"

"Are...are you sure? Maybe you should take it. Or Rebecca." Sarah said, trying to deny the food.

"Don't worry, Rebecca already had some and I'm fine. Take it." Clementine said, and Sarah reluctantly but gratefully took the can, taking out a bit and eating it. She smiled happily. Chilli. She decided to make the most of this, it could be three or four days before she could eat again.

"Thanks, Clem." She said, eating more. She sat down, crossing her legs. Even though she was enjoying her food, she couldn't stop thinking about Mike. "Hey...Clem?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you...think Mike will be okay? Will we find him?" Sarah asked the child, looking up at her. Her brown eyes expressed a sad feeling, and Clementine sighed, not really wanting to answer.

"I...I can't lie to you, Sarah. I don't know." Clementine replied and Sarah looked down at the ground, poking at her chilli. "He ran away...we have no idea where he is."

"...Oh." Sarah said. She wanted to do something to help Mike. But what? Then she thought of something. "Hey, can I come with you tomorrow? You know...when you search for Mike?"

Clementine frowned and paused, thinking about it. Maybe she shouldn't...Sarah almost had two panic attacks earlier that day...but she was good with a gun now.

"Please? I promise I'll be better." Sarah said and Clementine sighed, nodding her head.

"Okay, Sarah. But you have to listen to what I say, okay? I don't want you or anyone else hurt. That's already happened enough today."

"Thanks, Clem." Sarah smiled, taking off her glasses and curling up into a ball. "I'm sleepy. Goodnight, Clem."

"Night, Sarah."

And those were the last words Sarah heard before she drifted into a deep sleep, breathing softly.

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It was the next day, a new day. Sarah told herself that she would do better this time. She woke up at the crack of dawn to practice her shooting skills, and after a couple of tries she hit a glass bottle perfectly. She remembered to reload her gun and hold it close to her. The group decided that she, Clementine, Luke and Bonnie would go to find Mike, while Kenny would stay with Rebecca because she was getting weak. The four walked down the stairs and into the cold winter morning.

"Okay, so we go as planned. Me and Luke will explore Parker's Run, to see if he decided to go back there and wait for us. Clem, you and Sarah go to the museum. He may have went there to be safe." Bonnie said. "Has everyone got their weapons?"

"I never go anywhere without it." Luke said, taking out his machete and showing it to the three before sliding it back into the holder attached to his back.

"Me and Sarah have got our guns." Clementine spoke for both her and her friend. Sarah nodded, clutching her pistol close to her chest. "I'll make sure to protect her."

"Good. Thanks, Clem." Bonnie said, sighing sadly. "I hope we find Mike before it's too late..."

"Don't worry, Bonnie. We will." Luke said and began walking at a quick pace to Parker's Run. "But we need to hurry. Be careful, girls."

Clementine nodded and began walking along the dirt path towards the wrecked museum. Sarah walked next to her, remaining silent. She decided not to talk unless she had to; she was really sad. Clementine must have felt the same way, because for the entire walk the two girls stayed completely silent, the only sounds coming from their footsteps.

They eventually made it to the old, demolished museum. Walker corpses littered the floor, covered with dirt, bricks and blood. Glass shards were everywhere, and Sarah was careful not to step on them. Her father had always told her glass was dangerous, and she always had to avoid it. Most of the walls had collapsed, making it easy to enter the museum, but the two girls still entered through the doorway.

"Make sure there aren't any wild animals around here, Sarah." Clementine warned her, and Sarah looked confused.

"Shouldn't I be more worried about walkers?" She said, and Clementine grinned.

"Nope."

Puzzled, Sarah began looking around the museum, looking under tables and behind bushes that had grown into the museum over the years. There were pictures and exhibits of old things to do with history that Sarah didn't understand, so she ignored them.

"Did you remember to reload your gun?" Clementine asked, trying to make conversation. The girl was looking through a smashed window, calling out Mike's name quietly. Sarah looked at her and nodded, smiling as she held up her gun.

"Yeah, I woke up before everyone and did it!" She said happily, and Clementine smiled.

"Great job, Sarah." Clementine said. She lifted her hat up a little so she could see better and continued to search but did not see Mike.

"So...how did you learn how to shoot?" Sarah asked, curious to know. She was a very curious person, she got it off her mother.

"My..." Clementine paused, looking like she was trying to hold back tears. "My friend, Lee taught me. I would be dead if it wasn't for him. He's saved me loads of times."

"Oh. So I guess you're my Lee, then." Sarah said and Clementine smiled.

"Yeah...I guess so."

The two girls suddenly heard a moaning, which made them both freeze and stay quiet. It sounded like it was coming from inside the ticket station, where Clementine, Bonnie and Mike got the water. Frightened, Sarah stayed back while Clementine slowly took out her gun and stood by the door. She signalled to Sarah to stay quiet and slowly opened the door, aiming her gun inside. She gasped and her eyes widened at what she saw.

"Mike!" Clementine cried, running inside. Sarah's eyes widened and she ran as fast as she could into the ticket station and sighed in relief to see Mike sitting there, barely conscious.

His eyes were faintly the colour yellow, and he was extremely pale. Blood splattered his clothes and the bite on his arm was still clearly visible, but a black liquid was now oozing out of the wound. He slowly blinked and looked up at the girls.

"Hey...Clementine. Sarah." He quietly said before coughing frantically. Clementine ran towards him and put his arm over her shoulder, trying to get him up, but he was too heavy.

"Come on, Mike! Get up! We need to go!" Clementine cried, tears appearing in her eyes. Sarah watched, frightened. What was going to happen? Why was Mike so pale? Why wasn't he getting up?

"I'm...I'm sorry. I...can't. This is it for me here..." Mike whispered, his eyes slowly starting to close. However, he managed to keep them open.

"NO!" Sarah cried, making Clementine gasp, not expecting her to yell. Tears ran down her cheeks as she tried to get him up. "This is my fault! You're not gonna die!"

"I'm...sorry, Sar-" Mike stopped, coughing. "You...girls know...what you need to...do..."

NO! Sarah thought. I won't leave you! Please Mike, get up! GET UP!

"But...Luke said we have medicine! We can heal you...and..."

"Sarah...he's going to die." Clementine said, and Sarah stopped, wiping her eyes. "We can't let him become a walker. "Do...do you want to do it?"

"...What?" Sarah whispered, her voice cracking. She glanced at Mike, who's eyes were closed. She gasped in fear and backed away, as she realised he was dead. She couldn't do it...but maybe she had to. She got him killed in the first place...but she didn't want to.

"I could do it..." Clementine said. Mike began to stir and he let out faint groans. Sarah yelped and backed away even further. She had to do it again...she had to make a decision. She didn't want to! Why was this world so horrible!? Why did this happen? Mike's eyes slowly opened and he turned to the two girls. Sarah looked down at her gun, tears in her eyes.

[Shoot Mike]

[Let Clementine Do It]

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And there we go! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and once again there is a vote. Do not vote as the same person but pretending to be someone else, okay? Thank you. So vote and I'll see you next time. Please also review the chapter, thanks. It's probably not going to happen, but let's try and beat 22 reviews! :D

Results Of The Voting:

Save Luke: 9 Votes.

Save Mike: 7 Votes.