Molly inspected the corpse of the stranger intently, searching for anything useful. Lee was however, over near the water on his hands and knees crying. He felt as though he failed. He failed as a guardian. As a protecter. He failed as a parent. He was simply a disgrace.
Kenny was making his way slowly towards Lee, unsure if he should attempt to talk to him. Would he lash out? What would happen?
Molly flipped the body over, and she noticed a suspicious looking peice of paper tucked into the mans pocket. She pulled it out in curiousity and read it. Her eyes widened at the information.
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"i know your coming, Kenny." Lee mumbled. Kenny straightened his back out. And put his hand on Lee's shoulder.
"are you going to kill me?" Kenny tried, buy Lee wasnt in the mood.
"what have I done?" Lee muttered. Staring off into the distance. "I coulda saved her, if i hadnt fallen asleep..."
"Its not your fault, Lee, I don't know anyone as determined as you, and I KNOW you can get her back."
Lee looked at Kenny aggressively.
"How, Kenny? You think I can just fucking swim over to her? you think I can jump right on in and climb on their fucking boat? Okay, yeah, I fucking fly in, over the fucking fog, and land on Vernons GODDAMN. MOTHERFUCKING. HEAD."
Kenny looked taken a back.
"Fuck, man. Im just tryin to-" he started.
"Lee!" Molly exclaimed, waving the paper over her head and jumping up and down. "Come here! You need to see this!"
Lee stood and brushed Kenny aside. Kenny cursed under his breathe angrily and kicked the water.
"What, Molly?" He demanded. She handed him the paper, and he read it.
Stranger,
After you have taken care of Lee, meet us a couple miles up river. If not there, we will be heading up north towards Michigan. Someone mentioned an ideal place called "Wellington." If not at the river, Ill see you there for sure.
-Vernon.
Lee clenched the paper in his fist, crumpling it up until it was just a ball. He dropped it on the florr and stomped on it.
A renewed hope entered him, and he lifted his head to look at the remaining members of his group. Ben, Kenny, Christa, Omid, and now Molly. He just scanned them with determined eyes, before turning and heading downriver.
"Lee? What the hell are you doing?" Christa demanded.
He glanced over his shoulder as he walked. Making eye contact with Molly first, which she gave him a smirk, before following him. Then, he looked at Christa.
"Im going to get Clementine back." He responded coldy, "and im going to kill that fucking prick Vernon."
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Vernon relaxed against a tree with gun in hand. Everybody but Clementine was asleep on the ground outside the boat, and he wanted to keep it that way. Clementine was curled up on the metallic floot of the motor boat, fast asleep. Vernon was keeping watch for the group. It had been a long day.
Vernon shut his eyes momentarily, before he noticed lights out of the corner of his eye. They looked like flashlights, and they were heading this way. He heard voices faintly in the distance and he frantically started glancing around.
"are you sure you heard people over here, Becca?" A gruff mans voice said.
"Yes! A entire group!" A girls voice exclaimed.
"How do you know for sure?" Another woman asked, sounding doubtful.
"C'mon, Shel. I have better eyesight then you anyway. I know what i saw."
"Alright. Roman? Do you think we should go this far out?" A different woman asked.
"I dont know, Steph. Lets find out who it is."
Vernon panicked. They were EXTREMELY nearby, what did he do?!
He looked at his group quickly, sound asleep. He couldnt wake them ALL up in time!
He gave up and sprinted to the boat, climbing in, he undid the rope that was holdding it to a tree. He turned the boat on just as Boyd woke up.
"Hey! Hey! HEY! What the fuck, Vernon!" Boyd called, waking everyone up.
"Sorry! Good luck!" He exclaimed, turning the boat around and stepping on the pedal so hard it almost touched the floor.
"Vernon! Get back here! Vernon!" Someone else yelled, scrambling to their feet. The people in the woods started running towards the voices, shouting and calling out. The lights got even closer.
Vernon sped away into the open ocean, heading North.
"VERNON!"
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Lee loaded his gun and cocked it at ready. A walker came around a corner, growling and grabbing at him, but with one swift motion he grabbed its head and slammed it into his knee. After that, he smashed its head with his foot and shot two holes into the back of its rotting head. Silencing it. Another walker came out and grabbed Lees shoulder. But he turned, dislodged the hand, kicked the walker in the knee so hard it snapped, and shoved his knife into his eyes. It fell limp on top of the other walker.
Christa and Kenny shared a shocked look.
"Damn." Kenny said. Omid looked amused.
"Holy shit! That was epic!" Omid exclaimed. "Badass Lee comin' through!"
"Shut up, sweetie." Christa ordered. Omid huffed but obeyed.
"Lee, we need to plan what we are going to do, we cant just blindly trudge staright there! Think about it, wellingtons in Michigan!" Ben complained.
Lee reloaded his pistol. "i dont care."
"Lee, as much as it kills me to say this, but the shitbird has a point." Kenny persisted. "We'll be killed! We have to talk this over and get a plan."
lee halted and turned around to face the group. His eyes were narrowed as he spoke.
"the 'plan' is to get Clementine back no matter what. We find her, we kill Vernon, and get her to safety." He snapped. "Fair enough?!"
Everybody shared a nervous look. Including Molly, even to her embarresment, she hated being visibly scared, but the way Lee was acting was unsettling. Everyone was nervous.
Lee waited for anyone to speak up, but no one did. He lowered his hands.
"Good." He growled. "Now, lets go. We have a long fucking way to go."
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A/N I am working on a new posting schedule now just for you, TheWalkingDerp!
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