ML54: Well, another character death in this one...a pretty tough one.

Kenny: You going to kill a kid?

ML54: No...I don't own the Walking Dead. And this is my own take on the plot to No Time Left, but credit to the plot goes to the maker of the game.

Savana

The train soared through across the tracks on a one-way-trip, undeterred by anything that stands in it's way. The only thing that could affect it's momentum was Kenny, who was with Duck in the front of the train.

Kenny had been thinking that Duck had been uncharacteristically quiet. It was un-nerveing, But he was sure that Duck was okay. He was on his lap, watching what Kenny was doing with the train and learning how to use one. "You okay Duck?"

"Yup." Duck said, cheerfully, looking back at his father. "Why do you ask?" Kenny nodded towards the stump on his left arm.

"You had your arm cut off..."

"And you got shot." Duck interrupted, turning back to the controls. "Guess our family's just tough. What's this do?" He continued, pointing to the lever on the side.

"That's the brake. We only use that when we shut off the engine to stop the train." Kenny replied, smirking at his son's comment. Katjaa did a good job patching his bullet wound.

Rick then entered the car with Lori. "Hey you two. How's it going?" Rick asked, smiling at the kid who appeared to be having fun.

"Good. There's a brake here." Duck answered, pointing to said brake with his stump. Lori shuddered a bit when she saw it, but said nothing. She was just happy he was alive.

"Well we might have to use it soon enough. We need to find more food." Kenny rose a brow at what Rick said.

"I thought we had plenty of food. What happened to that?"

"Me, Carol and Katjaa went over the food and found that it'll last us about a week." Lori answered, causing even more confusion for Kenny.

"That sounds like enough to me." Rick pulled out a map and pointed some points out.

"I don't think anyone's going to be controlling the bits that change the paths of the trains. If that's the case, me, Shane, Lee and Daryl it could take us about a month to get to California if we're lucky." He had said, looking out the front window.

"Well, we're coming up to a city called Savana. We might be able to get supplies from there." Kenny mentioned. Duck hopped off his lap.

"I'll tell the others." Duck said, heading out the door to the other car. Rick and Lori went out to stand on the front of the train while Kenny got ready to stop it when they needed to get off.

"So, you wanted to talk to me about something?" Rick asked his wife, who nodded.

"Right..." She paused, still not quite believing she was about to say this. "...I think, maybe, you should teach Carl...how to use a gun."

Rick's eyes widened in surprise. Lori was so against the idea when Carl asked back at the quarry. "What changed your mind?"

"Carl's been maturing quite a bit recently. He's become a mini you." Rick smiled at that comment. Carl was always a bit of a daddy's boy, despite Rick not being there all the time. "He been keeping the other kids safe and even gave his blood to Duck."

"You don't need to convince me Lori." Rick replied, smirking a little bit. "Me and Shane will be happy to teach him."


"Hey everyone!" Duck declared, causing everyone to look at him. " Mr Rick said we're going to be stopping at a place called Savana to pick up supplies!"

Clementine couldn't help but gasp slightly. That's where the guy on her walkie talkie said he was waiting. "Fair enough." Lee had replied, causing fear to creep into the little girl. "We'll need all the supplies we can get."

"I think, this time, we should all go though." Lily suggested. "That way we can carry more stuff and we're able to carry more on our backs."

"Agreed." Shane responded, grabbing something. "And Duck, get over here." Duck, confused, went over to where the deputy was. "Let's see that stump."

Still confused, he held it out. "Hmm. Here." He felt something being strapped on and looked to see that Shane had used a lot of duct tape to stick a knife onto his handless arm. "That should help protect you and don't worry. You mom and dad said it was for the best."

"Thanks Mr. Shane." Duck replied, admiring the blade. It was about six inches long and two inches thick. It was also stuck quite tightly, so it won't fall off once it stabbed something. At least now he can help Carl kill these things.

Carl and Sophia looked up from their game of go fish to see Duck with his replacement arm. Sophia smirked a bit, laying down the five Carl had asked if she had. "I hope he's careful when he's hugging people." Carl smirked back, but shook his head.

"You shouldn't make fun of people with disabilities you know." He replied. She shrugged back.

"I don't think it's that much of a disability anymore, as it is the ability to give deadly hugs. Got any fours?"


"Duck?" The boy turned to see Clementine standing there. "Can I talk to you for a bit?"

"Sure Clem." He replied, following her to the back of the train car. He started to feel a bit scared, knowing this is where his nightmare indicated that the girl in front of him committed suicide. He felt a little anger towards the group that just ran away from her, but had to remind himself that it was a dream. He'd sound crazy if he shouted at them that they let her die.

Once there, he had to remind himself to keep calm since they were in the area where all the supplies were kept. Including the weapons.

She sighed, almost afraid to tell him, but steeled herself anyway. "C-can you...can you stay with me while in Savana? I don't want to be alone." Duck sighed in relief in his head. He blessed his lucky stars that she wasn't bit, even though he knew she wasn't. It's strange what dreams can do.

"You wouldn't be alone. Lee will be there." Duck replied, before seeing her down look and quickly added. "But don't worry. I'll be there for you as well."

Clementine smiled and hugged him, catching him completely off guard. "Thanks Ducky." Duck, confused by her gratitude for nothing really, hugged back regardless.

"You're welcome."


Once they got out into the city, they saw no walkers for a while. They all carried a weapon, silenced guns. Except for a few. Lori held a hatchet, Carol had her own, Charlotte had a machete, Carl had his hammer, Sophia had her Spanner, Doc held a carving knife, Rally had a pickaxe, Duck had his knife arm and Clementine was using a metal baseball bat.

They walked through the town, each who didn't have a melee weapon had a silenced gun and Daryl also had his crossbow, never had gone anywhere without it. They all looked everywhere, trying to deem where they'll find food.

"Well, this look's like a waste o' time." Daryl had declared, looking to the others. "It's a ghos' town here. It's been looted an' abandoned."

"Yeah..." Lily replied, lowering her weapon. "But we may as well search a bit longer. Just so we can say we tried."

"Besides." Lee added. "We won't see another town or city for quite a while. There's no point in abandoning hope so soon."

"Maybe we should have some of us move back then?" Carl suggested, causing the group to look at him in surprise. He's usually one to WANT to look around a bit more. "Me, Sophia, Duck, Clementine and our moms should head back."

"Yeah." Clementine agreed rather quickly. "It'll be safer for you to get supplies then."

Rick thought about for a moment. That's when he realised that Carl and Clementine were right. The positives of this plan heavily out weigh the negatives. "Alright. Le..."

"DING DONG DING DONG!" The group looked up and saw a shadowed figure look at them before taking off, carrying a bag with him. That's when they realised that the figure had rung the church bells.

Suddenly, they heard moaning and groaning. "AH SHIT!" Shane exclaimed, shooting a nearby walker, climbing out of an upturned car. "THAT GUY LITERALLY MADE ENOUGH NOISE TO WAKE THE DEAD!"

The group turned and soon found that they had been surrounded by them. "SON OF A BITCH! THAT NUT JOB IS TRYING TO KILL US!" Doc exclaimed as he stabbed a nearby one's eye.

"RUN! NOW!" The group, despite better judgement, split up. Carl had managed to go in the same direction as Lori and Rick. Shane was with Lily. T-Dog was with Doc and Charlotte. Daryl went with Carol and Sophia. Kenny managed to go with Lee. Carly managed to find Glen and Rally. Clementine had been taken down an alley way with Katjaa.

But Duck was no-where to be seen.


"C'mon Clementine, this way!" Katjaa urged Clementine on, going down the alley on the left. She held Clementine close as the walkers all walked past, having not spot them and the smell of the dirty alleys masking the pair's smell.

Once the last one past, the two let out a sigh of relief. Katjaa's eyes then bugged out as she realised...

...Duck had gone missing.

"Sweetie, did you see where Duck went?" Clementine then started to worry. She hadn't seen him.

"N-no. There w-were a lot of them." Katjaa sighed.

"It's fine Clementine. Let's try and find the others." She turned to lead the girl out of the alley.

"I think you have someone I'm looking for." Said a strange man who stood in front of her, holding a gun to her. Clementine gasped, hiding behind Duck's mom. It was the man from her walkie talkie.

Katjaa looked to see the bag that the shadowed figure held. Her eyes narrowed, holding her arms out over Clementine. "You're the one that rung the bell tower. You could have killed us."

"No..." The strange man smiled, still holding his gun. "I could not have killed all of you. But, you see, you're not all here now, are you?" Katjaa was about to ask what he meant until a loud shot rang and she felt a blistering pain in her chest.

"NO!" Katjaa fell backwards in shock as Clementine screamed this. Then the man grabbed Clementine and covered her mouth.

"Shh. She'll be asleep very soon." The man then ran off, Clementine trying and failing to get the man to put her down.


Duck heard the shout, and hacked the next walker's face in half. Turns out, using this blade was very easy. All he had to do was pretend that he was throwing his hand around. He'd already killed like six. Not that he was happy about being alone.

That's why he was inclined to find the source of the scream.

He ran through the network of alleys that he ran through. He smirked as he saw the walkers try to keep up, but running was his element. He was only able to be tagged because they were in a circle.

He hid behind a wall as the walkers passed. Once the last one did, he allowed himself to catch his breath. When he turned he found the source of the scream...

...his mom.

"MOM!" He cried, dropping to his knees, trying to stop the bleeding. But she stopped him, still being awake shock not letting her sleep yet.

"It's no good Ducky...I was shot in the stomach...Doc can't handle bullet wounds..." The boy turned to his mother, tears starting to stream down her face as she handed him her silenced pistol.

"Where's Clementine?" He asked, looking around. "She was with you."

"A m-man...he shot me...and kidnapped h-her." Duck took the weapon. "I think...h-he went down the left h-here..." Duck let his tears fall, but his mom cleaned then with her hand.

"I-I'm happy you're..." She coughed a bit, blood coming from her throat. "You're alive...You've grown up s-so much..."

"I'm scared mom..." He admitted. "Please don't leave. Don't leave me or dad. We can't...we won't..."

"You must..." Katjaa interrupted. "I...I don't want t-to be o-one of them..." Duck nodded, glancing over his shoulder just in case a stray walker came through. None.

"I...I-I can't be a-afraid..." He told himself, remembering the conclusion he came to the night previous. "I..." Before he knew it himself, he had pointed the gun to his mother's head.

"Please close your eyes mom..." Duck begged, letting more tears flow. "I-I don't..." His mother nodded, shutting them. Duck clenched his own eyes as his right index finger pulled the trigger.

Silently, Katjaa's forehead was opened by the bullet and she went limp. When Duck opened his eyes...

He cried. He sat there, clutching his mother's corpse, unable to do anything else...

...until he heard Clementine scream.

His eyes hardened as he stood, putting Katjaa's gun into his pocket. "Y-you're going to pay!" He vented through clenched teeth. "You killed my mom and stole Clem! I'll kill you...or die trying!" With that, he ran along the alley, stabbing a stray walker's temple on the way out.


ML54: *Sighs* Well, it gives me something to abse my next chapter on. I didn't want to kill Lee, so I had to change the story of No Time Left a bit. But the plot is still the same.

Lee: Hat?

ML54: Hat. Please review, but don't flame.