Hey guys! Chapter 6, or the first chapter of Episode 2 is now here! I hope you like it. I spent more time on this chapter than usual. I might spend more time on other chapters as well. Anyways, remember to drop a review and follow and favorite if you like this story. Anyways, for the first time in this fic. Let's respond to reviews!

Guest, Ch. 5 Jan. 30 - Hey! I'm glad you enjoyed my story, and that you were able to express your opinions about it in a fully-fledged out way. I'm happy that you pointed out Lee in this story, since I'm not just going to be focusing on Clementine but the others as well, especially Lee. I'm going to make sure that the others get a little more screen time in this fic than they do in others, keeping the dialogue between them interesting. And Clementine, oh man, Clementine. It is true that my interpretation of Clementine is different from the others, and I'm glad you see that. I have some big plans ahead of her and Lee as well. Keep an eye on that.

Guest, Ch. 4 Jan 31 - Don't worry about if this fanfic is going to continue or not, because IT IS going to continue, for a long time.

Guest, Ch. 5 Jan 28 - This is the only time where I heard someone mention Clementine manipulating Lee. And I want to say, her manipulation is going to play a key part in this story, as to how, or when Lee'll figure out, which we don't know if that'll happen or not, you'll just have to find out later in the story.

The group were walking through the streets of Savannah. It was empty as a ghost town. The trip to where the supposed boats are was mostly silent, no one uttered a single word on the way there. Clementine was beside Lee, who's eyes were focused on the street. Clementine remembered that this was the exact time where she would ask Lee to give the walkie-talkie to her. But there wasn't a walkie-talkie this time for him to hold on to. Lilly was lagging behind, Kenny had started to become frustrated at her very slow pace."Hurry the fuck up! Will ya'?"

"Calm down Kenny. She's been through a lot."

"Well you don't see me and Kat slowing us down, now do ya'!?" Kenny spat. Lilly looked at him for a second, before returning to the concrete road, her vision was of it was somewhat encapsulated by the sight of her own feet.

"How's Omid?" Lee finally broke the silence, asking Christa. He knew the answer to that question already, but he felt like he needed to ask. "His leg's pretty bad." No shit. Clementine thought to herself.

"I'm fine." Omid reassured, but his actions and words don't match. He was really injured. He was limping at a slow pace, two handfuls of gauze surrounded his right leg.

"You're not fine. You need to rest." Christa reminded her lover. She then turned to the others, face more firm than ever. "He needs to rest." Clementine didn't care about Omid's condition, he was going to be fine. She knew that. Although she knew that he would be safe, Lee didn't get sent back in time to know the future, he was worried, but he knew they needed to keep moving.

"Kenny, how much farther to the river front?" He turned around, eyes almost close to blinking. He was tired. "Should be a few more blocks up ahead." Katjaa was right behind Kenny, she looked at him, worried for his husband's well-being. "Kenny, I'm not sure if the boats are even real. Maybe we should-" Katjaa tried to convince him but was cut off.

"The boats ARE real, hon. They've got to be." Clementine eyed at her now new-problem. Kenny seemed like the one to hope, but the tone of his voice screamed desperation more than anything. She knew there was no boats, except for one...

"If there are any boats, people would've taken them by now." Clementine uttered to the redneck. Kenny then glared at her, his face now more alive than the past few hours.

"Clementine..." Lee calmly warned his surrogate daughter. Clementine eyed Kenny for a moment, either would not back down at first. But Clementine finally gave up and let out a sigh. Lee smiled at her, glad that he was able to convince her to stop igniting any more heat to the fire that was her and Kenny's fight.

"It's okay, Clem. Kenny knows what he's doing." Ben said to Clementine, the words seemed to go in one ear and out the other to Clementine, as she looked to the ground, while walking. Clementine was silently bracing for the upcoming chaos to occur.

Suddenly a loud clang rang out in the distance, Clementine wasn't surprised, but the rest looked at the church in the distance, Lee observed the church bell, which wasn't completely exposed due to the gaps that were mostly covering the windows at the bell tower, but he could see the bell moving back and forth, the same sound ringing everytime.

"Maybe this city's not so dead after all." Christa muttered under her breath. "Keep moving, no one's ringing that bell. It's automatic, on a timer." Lee then inspected his watch. 6:20 AM.

"What kind of church bell goes off at twenty past the hour?" Silence was the answer to his question, as the others were starting to panic, all except for Clementine. This was the day before her own worst day, so she remembered every little detail of it.

Clementine and Lee looked at the the roof of the church as they saw a slender silhouette, it wore a jacket of some sort, but they didn't have time to look closer, before it taking off, the figure disappearing.

"Someone's up there!" Lee called out. "I saw it too." Clementine spoke as well, agreeing with her own mentor.

"Are you sure? I don't see anything." Ben said, as he checked out the building, only to see nothing. Clementine didn't listen to him while Lee was waving his arm around like a madman. "HEY! Hey you up there!" Lee continued, before getting interrupted. "Dammit Lee, keep quiet! You're going to attract every lurker from all mile-around!" Christa warned in loud whispers.

"Guys..." Kenny called out, the others looked at him, they only saw the back of him, he was staring at something. They followed his seemingly invisible eyes, only to see the familiar grey cadavers, limping, coming out of every corner. They looked around to see most of them, whether they were behind trash cans, from houses, or just lurking in an alleys, every last one of them littered all over the streets of Savannah.

"EVERYBODY! RUN!"

They quickly did as ordered, as the all of them sprinted at the same time, each one of them going at a breakneck speed. Kenny removed the Glock from his holster, shooting every lurker he saw, Chuck was fighting them off with the shovel, along with Christa with her pistol. Lilly was probably the second fastest, she had no weapon, she was unarmed, and was simply lighter than the others, mostly the others.

Clementine was running with Lee, Each walker that came across Lee came across the head of his spanner at the same time, while every walker who reached past five feet got shot by Clementine's pistol. Lee was too busy fighting back a walker, before another one creeped up to him. Lee just finished taking out the walker, the other walker was just a few inches away from its food.

BLAM!

The blood spurted out across the back of Lee's blue polo shirt. He then turned around to see a limp decomposed body, with a giant crater against its forehead. He turned right to see Clementine, smoke coming out of the barrel of his gun.

"Thanks." Lee uttered to the child, catching a breath, keeling his upper body over. Clementine was able to pull the edge of her lips, creating a rare smile from the child. Lee nodded at her, before they continued running, catching up with the others.

Chuck was sprinting as well, the old man hadn't felt more alive since the old days, somehow for an old man, he was catching up with the others, while taking out the walking corpses with his shovel. Kenny continued sprinting, before suddenly he felt something grab his foot, the force from the grab, caused him to suddenly trip. The Glock sliding away from his reach. He tried to grab the pistol, but the it was just too far away.

"KENNY!" Lee then sprinted at the walker, before using the momentum from his sprint to punt the walker in the side of its head. The walker let go, it didn't have the time to look up to see its attacker, before the foot caved in the side of its skull.

Kenny then crawled away from the walker in a short burst, gasping for air, breathing heavily from the heart-dropping close call. "A little too close, don't ya' think?"

Katjaa then ran up to her husband, wrapping her hands around him. "I'm okay, Kat. I'm ok." Kenny reassured his wife, only for her to let go of her tight squeeze of her husband. Lilly saw the couple for a second, feeling a lump inside. As if she felt guilty. But for what? It didn't matter, she came back to her senses, and kept running.

Lee then turned around to see Clementine, while Ben seemingly cowered behind her, as all walkers who came close to them received a bullet to the head from Clementine. After a few seconds, as if it were synchronized, all walkers fell each second. Lee was surprised by the girl's precision. He was shocked about her quick adaptation to the use of a firearm. She quickly became one of the best shooters in the group, maybe even giving Carley a run for her money.

Chuck ran past the two of them. Clementine smiled at herself for her new accomplishment. She had prevented Chuck's death. Lee told her at the house of his fate, and she was able to stop it. Kenny continued running along with Katjaa, the others were still not able to catch up with him. He suddenly stopped his sprint, gesturing his hands at the group. "Move your asses! River Street's right up ahead."

"That's not all." Ben stated with a menacing tone behind his voice. Kenny looked around to see another wave of roamers strutting from the other side of the street, a few feet away from their prey. "Oh, gimme a fucking break!" Kenny yelled out into the distance, Katjaa flinched at the loud outburst from her husband. "Fuck! We gotta go! Now!" Kenny ordered the group of nine (if you count the currently tied-up Lilly), the group continued sprinting, Clementine searched for the house they were inevitably destined to be holed up in, before she finally found the alley.

"There!" Clementine pointed at the destination, the others followed and went past her before she herself ran alongside them, Kenny and Katjaa were the first ones to reach the gates, Kenny opened the steel gate open for Katjaa, who immediately stormed through the gate, before Kenny himself alongside the others entered the yard.

The yard was of expected of a mansion as wide. It had a complex structure, a fountain at the centre, with water filling its top. It had a wooden shed on the upper right side which consumed a lot of ground, as expected of a shed. It had a small house-shaped figure at the other side, made out of wood. Too small for a regular human being, most likely a dog's house. Beside it, was a cross, in front of a set of dirt.

Lee tried to close the gate, but he thought he heard a scream while doing so. Once he was done, he saw everyone at their places. Kenny was in front of the door, supposedly searching for something alongside Ben. Lilly went to rest against the shed, isolating herself from anyone in range. Clementine just walked by and sat beside Christa, Katjaa and Omid. Omid was lying down across the stone-floor, something seemed to stain his right leg. Christa checked to see his condition.

"You've reopened your wound, you're bleeding!" Christa asserted to her lover.

"Here, let me check." Katjaa then came to Omid. Christa moved away for the veterinarian to inspect the wound. Katjaa rolled the sleeve of his leg, slowly rolling it to the section of his thigh. Only to see a large gaping gash across the knee, crimson stains surrounding the large wound. Katjaa was shocked to see the results, but continued checking nonetheless. Once she was done, she rolled back the sleeve to look at Christa, her eyebrows and lips frowning, much to Christa's worry.

"His leg is hurt real bad. If the house doesn't have any, I think medical supplies or any antibiotics, it will cause an infection. Any more delay of treatment will mean..." The silence was enough for Christa to put the palm in her hand in her mouth, silently weeping.

"It's okay baby, once we get into that house, we'll find antibiotics there, and everything's going to be fine." Omid reassured his girlfriend, placing his the palm of his hand across her open arm. Christa stopped weeping to see him, then stopped to take a breath, regaining her own composure. "Okay." She wiped her nose of any mucus that spilled, before sitting next behind him, or rather kneeling next beside him.

Lee could only look pitifully at the couple, while Katjaa stood up to walk up to Lee.

"I think it's best for them to have time for themselves." Lee nodded with a look of sadness. He looked around to search for Clementine, to find her nowhere. He searched for a bit only to see her in front of the shed, grunting as she tried to open the doors.

"You know its not safe to go opening doors around, now right?" Lee scolded her, arms crossed.

His statement passed by her mind, as she tried to open the shed doors, to no avail. "Here, let me try." Lee offered to his surrogate daughter, she nodded for him to take his place. After a short struggle, he succeeded, he then gawked at the inside like he found a golden treasure.

It was a boat, the back of it displayed upon them, it was not a yacht, but it wasn't a Dinghy or a sailboat. It seemed capable of taking them to the sea for a long time. The others, except for Omid and Christa went to check on the vehicle that they found. Kenny only smiled at the sight of the beauty, alongside Katjaa who was happy for her husband. The others including Lilly, were only shocked at the revelation, all of their eyes were widened to the point where it should pop off by now, except for Clementine.

"Goddamn!" Kenny blurted out as he sprinted at the watercraft with a huge smile plastered across his face. "Lee, why don't you and uh... Clementine go see if there are any ways in the entrance, I'm gonna go check this baby out, see if she's fit to set sail." Kenny said, clear enthusiasm in his tone. Clementine rolled her eyes while Lee smiled at his friend, happy that something good came out of this madness. "

Sure Kenny, come on Clem." Lee waved his hand to his surrogate daughter, as he walked away, with Clementine just following him, no emotion in her face at all.

Lilly returned to her place, she looked up only to see the old man now taking a seat beside her. The only thing she could do was sigh, she was already frustrated at him coming up to her as some sort of distraction to her, but she couldn't be rude to the man. Silence surrounded the duo for a few minutes, the commotion of Lee and Clementine and Katjaa checking up on Christa and Omid being dull around them.

"I see everyone around here doesn't quite like to talk to you that much, right?" Chuck broke the silence, Lilly still didn't bother to look at him.

"Now, I get what you're feeling. With everyone treating you like an outcast an' all that. Now I get that what you did was probably wrong, but still, that feeling you're most likely feeling right now. You feel like you don't have a place anymore, now do ya'? Like somehow you need to get away."

The statement was enough for her to snap her head at him. A rage-fueled glare emerging from her eyes. "You don't fucking know a shit about me. How do you even know what I've done anyway!?" Lilly spat at the old man. "The little girl. I got it from her." Chuck replied casually, tilting his head at Clementine, who was watching Lee digging up something in the distance.

"She's an odd one." Chuck remarked at the little girl.

"You can say that again." Lilly remarked, as for the first time emotion finally showed in her, a look of fascination focused on the little girl herself. Chuck nodded in agreement.

"Sucks, doesn't it? Being all tied up like some sort of dog in a leash." The question made Lilly returned in her silent depressive expression. "I'm not mad about getting tied up. I've been taught how to deal with that sort of shit." Lilly finally spoke up again, making a brash remark.

"'You military?" Lilly nodded. Chuck softly laughed at the news, creating a chuckle. "I'm not talking about getting tied up, I mean about your people treating you that way." Lilly then went silent, Chuck nodded as a sign of understanding.

"Yeah. I'm not going to come and cuddle you. It's perfectly normal for you to feel that way. These people aren't going to feel anything different. We're all survivors. Everything we do ain't going to be for their own sake. Because it's for ours, especially given the world we're in today, it's the harsh truth. And we just have to deal with the consequences, but it's just a price to pay to live, but sooner or later, you look back, and no matter how damaged you' might be after, you move on. And I'm sure everyone here at this point felt the same way as you did. Probably the little girl. It's natural for you to feel that way and there is nothing to stop you from feeling that way. But like I said, you keep moving on, all of this your feeling is just... well I'm not going to spoil it for ya', but you'll get it later."

Lilly then looked down, her visage more emptier than ever. The two then snapped out of their conversation to see the others gathering up with Lee and Clementine, as the door that they were so desperately trying to pry was now open. Chuck smiled at the sight, while Lilly nodded her head sideways. The two then stood up as they were the last ones to reach the door, behind Kenny.

The group then walked inside, the trio of Lee, Clementine, and Kenny examined the house. In front, a few feet away was a double-door, most likely leading to the front door. Surrounding it was a complex set of striped wallpaper, facing to its right was the living room. It was already filled with people already, composing of Katjaa, Lilly, Chuck, and Omid and Christa, with the former taking up all of the couch with Christa resting by his side along with Katjaa. Lilly and Chuck were on different seats. In front of them, as if it were watching over them was a picture, composing of a family.

But just in front of them was a kitchen. Like every one of the rooms, it was surrounded by striped wallpaper, the large area in which it consumed, along with the number of drawers and cupboards gave them the impression that it should be complex, if it weren't for the specks of dust surrounding the whole area as if it were haunted.

Christa then marched towards the trio, although she her glare was more focused on the two grown men than the little girl. "So what the hell are we going to do about the bell-ringer? We know Lee saw something up there, and I want to know if it's safe to go out there without someone stalking us." Kenny only seemed to be more tensed at the Christa's question. "You don't need to fucking remind us, Christa. And there's nothing we can fucking do about it. Right now, the best we can do is find some batteries and gas for the boat, without getting spotted by that guy on the bell tower, so we could get the fuck out of here!" Kenny profaned.

"Batteries? I thought you already had the boat fixed up." Christa said, tone more curious than ever.

"Yes. Batteries. We need those and gas for the boat, so we can get the fuck out of here, so we can't be followed by that bell-ringer anymore! What, you think the boat's going to be in top-shape the second we find one!? Might as well say that you hoped to find a pot of fucking gold while you're at it." Kenny spat at her. Christa can only stare at him, hands placed on her hips.

"Whatever. All I could say is that I'm not going back there anytime soon. Omid needs to rest."

Ben looked around the whole place for a minute, each second making him feel more safe. "Place seems secure at least." Christa turned her head to Ben in a quick second, in a robotic fashion.

"I'll feel better when we know that for sure. We need to check the whole house." Christa argued with the others. This forced Kenny to sigh. "Alright, fine. You an' me'll take the upstairs. Lee, Clementine, you guys've got down here." Clementine and Lee nodded, Clementine already had gotten used to doing all the work for the adults, so this wasn't new. "Make sure you check every door, understand?" Kenny asserted, Lee and Clementine nodded a second time. "Okay." Lee reassured. Clementine kept a weary gaze at the man, Kenny saw her stare, then only sighed in frustration, he then walked off, along with Christa and the others.

Lee chuckled at the little girl. "I guess you're now part of the group." Clementine narrowed her eyes in confusion. "Wasn't I always part of the group?"

"No, it's just..." Lee scratched his head, not knowing how to explain this. "I mean-"

"Calm down, I know what you're talking about." Clementine reassured him, smiling at her guardian. Lee smiled in return. "Well then let's get to it." Lee waved his hand, then walked by Clementine, heading first. Clementine stared at him with an analytical gaze. Don't be too trusting of me Lee, I need you here. Clementine then followed Lee.

The two walked by the first door, it was by the living room, where Omid and Christa were resting, while Katjaa was tending to Omid's wound. Lee crouched slightly, along with Clementine, now with her gun equipped. He put his palm against the knob, sweat surrounding it straight away. Lee gestured to Clementine, mutual understanding connecting through them. Clementine nodded for the signal, Lee then quickly jolted the door open in a burst. Clementine pulled her gun at the room in quick succession. Nothing.

Lee then scratched his head. "Uh, Clem. Why don't we split up? Would make things a lot faster and easier." Clementine rolled her eyes. Even with Lee, she still has to do everything. "Sure." The statement was of agreement, but the tone was monotone, most likely giving away annoyance. Lee couldn't help but smirk at the girl, he patted her at the top of her cap, no response was returned by the little girl, the two then split off.

Clementine had the door next to the checked one, while Lee was heading for the double doors. Clementine, as same as Lee, slightly bent her knees, each second, her knees began to strain, and sweat was starting to embed through her. She put the tiny palm of her hand at the knob, she wasn't fully able to grasp some of it, but she had a good grip. In 3... 2... 1.

The door quickly opened as she pointed her gun at the room. Empty. "JESUS!" She turned around in a flash to see Lee, stepping backwards, from what seemed like a fallen mop. "What? What happened?" Christa asked. Although Clementine remembered that it was her who asked along those lines. "It's nothing." He then put the mop back, he didn't care about the noise he made while doing so, as long as they didn't see it. "Just..." Lee took one last final look at the closet.

"Nothing." Lee then slammed the doors shut, he turned around to see Clementine, a quirky eyebrow raised at him. Lee rolled his eyes in response, while Clementine couldn't help but grin at him, as he walked off. Clementine followed him, as usual.

"Well the place ain't got much. We should be okay here for a while, at least until it quiets down outside." Lee stated. "Good. Thanks." Christa smiled at the man.

Lee took a second to look at Omid, he was now unconscious, he wasn't looking any better, his leg was still wounded, and the blood stains were widening.

"Is he going to be okay?"

Katjaa turned around at him. "Yeah, for now. But his leg is infected, I don't suppose you've turned up any antibiotics, while you're at it." Lee only shook his head sideways, his expression more saddened than ever.

"No, just dog food. And there's some whiskey in the back." Lee said. Katjaa then shook her head. "This isn't good. You need to go out there, or else he'll get worse." Christa's eyes were then devoid of life but widened, before coming back to her senses and helping Katjaa. "She's right, after you check this place out, you and Kenny can go out in a run to find some antibiotics for Omid."

"Sure, Christa." Lee asserted, a smile across his face.

Lee then turned around to see a Clementine, still an eyebrow raised. "You got scared by a mop?" Lee couldn't say anything as a response, so he snorted, much to Clementine's satisfaction.

"It got me by surprise. You would do the same." Lee fought back, earning a chuckle muffled in hisses by Clementine.

"LEE!" The voice rang out to their earshot, Lee and Clementine quickly ran to see Ben almost stumbling by the stairs in a hurry. "Lee, you need to get up here now."

"What's wrong?"

"It's Kenny." The mere mention of her husband was enough to make Katjaa divert her attention from Omid to the teenager.

"Kenny?"

The second they knew it, the three of them were now in front of the stairs leading up to the attic. Katjaa, Lee, and Ben. Lee told Clementine to stay put back there, seeing that they were going to interact with Kenny, a man who isn't exactly on good terms with her.

"Kenny said he thought heard something up there, he went to go look." Lee narrowed his eyes, inspecting the end of ladder, leading up to the attic the square frame was surrounded by black-like shadows, like it stood out above the rest, like the death itself was near their own vicinity. Lee took a look closer, while Ben and Katjaa followed. "I can't get him to come down." He explained. Lee then put his hand in front of Ben as a gesture.

"Don't worry, me and Katjaa will take care of this. Go back down, along with Christa and Omid and the others." Lee warned Ben, he did as told, walking off the two afterwards. Lee took one step up, it didn't make a creak like most of the stairs he climbed up in, but what awaited them was still unknown, as Katjaa followed. Second by second, the pace began to pick up, noise began to be made, creaks crept out of every single step, as the two finally reached their destination.

"Kenny? It's me. Lee and I just wanted to check up on you." Katjaa called out her husband to see him, kneeling down, facing the light. The words of Katjaa seemed to be numb to him, as he seemed to be in a state of hypnosis, like he was staring at the light that shone from the window.

"Kenny? Kenny, you okay man?" Lee called out his friend, coming closer to him, but that familiar foulness once again reached him and Katjaa as they both stopped and covered their noses with the palm of their hands.

"Jesus... what the hell is that?" Lee uttered in disgust before looking up, the revelation made his jaw slowly drop in shock as the smell deteriorated in his mind in exactly the same pace.

"Oh my god..."

The figure slowly crept up, revealing itself in its full 'glory'. It's skin was of decomposing grey, as it slowly stumbled around to the trio. It was a young boy, its skin was rotten, and its pupils were of the same grey color of its sclera. Weak, dark green veins seemed to run through it as well, it sunk deep past the orbital. It was no secret that the boy was a walker. The boy was rawboned, every single bone in its body and face, whether it was the ribs, the sternum, it just stuck out of its skin.

The three didn't notice the boy stumbling towards them, forgetting for a split moment that it intended to eat them. The boy didn't make two steps before a light crunch was heard as the boy dropped to the ground. But the boy continued, raising its thin, club-like arms at them. Just desperately waving.

"Oh god..." Katjaa couldn't help it. Tears started to come out of her eyes, as covered her mouth with her palm, the tears running past through her knuckles, over the back of her hand. Kenny only looked at her for a moment, before turning back, slowly, with no emotion, as if he were a machine.

"It's just a kid." Lee grimaced at the sight. "What the hell happened to him?"

"Ain't got much on him." The trio continued staring at the struggling boy. "Guess he must've hid here. Starved to death."

"Jesus Christ." Katjaa continued weeping as the mesmerized Kenny continued to stare at the boy. Lee looked at Katjaa, he was confused as to why she was weeping. He then turned around to take one close look at the boy before the realization hit him as well.

"Oh fuck..." Lee could only blurt out as Kenny still stared at the boy.

"I don't know if I can do it, Lee. Can't do it before, can't do it now." Lee could only stare at the man pitifully.

"Don't worry, Kenny. I'll do it. Like I did before." Lee then turned at his new-target, only staring at the boy's empty irises, he slowly marched to the cot, halfway through it was wrapped by blankets. A water bottle laid by the wooden floor, along with an empty plate, surrounding it was a set of brown-like spots. Lee sighed sadly before walking to the crawling walker.

There, he stood above the walker. The walker seemed to find its new target, as it reached his hand at the grown man. But the best the boy could only do was wave, as it struggled to reach past 24 inches. The man could only sadly stare as his quick blinks forced back any tears that were threatening to come out. He then placed his foot at the boy's temple, the waist of the foot almost reaching past the size of the boy's head.

"I'm sorry." Lee closed his eyes as it didn't take much effort to squeeze down the boy's head. A faint squish was heard, as the man opened his eyes to see the aftermath. Blood was squirting out of the boy as its right cheek was deflated. Lee took a few breaths, recovering from the heart-sinking challenge. Lee then looked at Katjaa and Kenny, both on their knees, the former weeping and the latter just stared at the corpse.

"We should bury him."

Lee then only stared at him for a few minutes, before looking down.

"I'll take care of it."

Lee carried the dry mutilated corpse to the backyard. It was just past noon, the grey mist surrounded the whole neighborhood as anything past a few feet was obscured by the large surrounding fog.

The professor just drowsily marched through the dirt, while he marched through the grave, the sounds of his footsteps changed from faint scrapes of the concrete platforms to dried sounds of his foot squelching through soil as the man reached his destination. He carefully laid the boy as if he were an ancient artifact. Placing him with his deceased pet. Lee grabbed the shovel, picking it up as he dug.

Unknown to him, Clementine was watching, a rather focused stare with a laid-back posture, like a cowgirl in a saloon, fingers stretching across the handle of her pistol, just in case he comes.

Lee finished hauling the third bit of dirt through the floor as he stared at the grave. What remained was parts of the boys' palm and foot, as he sighs were mixed with grunts before digging up the last bit of dirt.

Clementine's eyes were then widened to see the man couldn't really see it, but the dark silhouette outside the fence gave it away, the shadows obscured its features but she knew. Its scrawny but masculine figure was a dead giveaway to her. Many questions ran through her head, panic reached all over her in a second before it slowly died down, as if it she were engineered to do the same disproportionate answer that was now playing on repeat inside her. Shoot him.

A weak KLIK! barely reached Lee's earshot as he looked around to see Clementine, aiming a gun at the side of him. Lee turned around to see a dark silhouette, now flabbergasted at the sight of the girl. Lee turned between the two individuals for a second, stuttering as he didn't know what to do, he quickly made up his mind as he walked to Clementine.

"Clementine? What are you doing...?" The man tried to reach out to her, his hand waving up as a sign of reason and persuasion. The girl didn't even look at her guardian, as she raised her gun at him slightly. All options of reasoning were out of the table as the man then began to reach his hand towards her, desperately sprinting.

"CLEMENTINE! NO!"

BLAM!

The little girl was too quick for the man, as she burst inside the house in a split second. The man outside was now limping, reaching past the fence. Lee crashed through the door, almost stumbling through the frame. But in his peripheral vision, he saw a few feet away, the swinging double doors. He quickly recovered and burst in another sprint, passing through the living room, much to the others' surprise.

The man then charged through the double doors, the force of his charge reminiscent of a bull, as the double doors were now swinging back and forth from Lee's outburst, as he turned left to see Clementine heading down the side.

"Wait! CLEMENTINE!" The man then sprinted across the street, breathing heavily from the tension.

BLAM! BLAM!

He could see the quick flashes of light bursting in the distance. The sounds of those two gunshots heard out in the distance were typically supposed to bring quick intensity to those who heard it, but like always, it would die down. Not Lee though, the lump inside him only stayed as the possibilities rang out through him further.

Lee reached the end of the street to see Clementine. Now towering over the man. He seemed to be reaching for her, as blood was spurring out of him from every side. Lee then shook his head, snapping him out of his thoughts. He then sprinted at the man, reaching his hand to further delay what was coming from him.

"NO! CLEMENTINE, DON'T DO IT!" The words seemed to bounce out of Clementine's head, as she continued staring at the man, the stoicism apparent in her eyes. Who was grasping his sides from her shots to his gut. He seemed to be blurting something out to her, but she didn't care. She casually raised her gun at the man in a split second as Lee was now inches from the man and-

BLAM!

Everything in Lee's mind quickly became blurry as he stepped back in shock, he flinched as he gazed at his blue polo shirt, fresh spots of crimson stain emerging from it as he looked at who was supposed to be his 9 year old surrogate daughter. The same blood splatters sprayed over her ball cap and every little bit of her front, as she didn't feel pity. No, she eyed the man with contempt. Much to his actual disgust.

He had trouble even gathering the senses to say the words, as the adrenaline stayed in his veins long enough for the aftermath. He was stammering, before he looked at Clem, his eyes widened to the point of absurdity, as even his jaw was twitching, but he swallowed the lump in his throat but the shock still remained inside him.

"W-what did you do?"

All righty then! Maybe Clementine's becoming a bit too sociopathic here in this chapter, but remember, she shot him in the head with no emotion as her normal nine year old self. So Season 2 Clementine and especially MY Clementine's treatment of him, would probably be a lot more different than before.

Also this whole Clementine's becoming a sociopath is intentional, as to why, you'll find out later.

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