The Walking Dead: only trying to do the right thing
Chapter 10: plan B?
Here I bring you the next chapter of The Walking Dead: only trying to do the right thing. Enjoy the chapter, and any questions, feel free to let me know, and if you like, please drop me a review. If you review, I publish chapters faster and longer.
Also, for now on, I won't be following the game exactly how it is. Instead, I will plan out my own dialogue.
The remaining survivors of the group got themselves comfortable in the house they had just broken into. Despite just evading hundreds of walkers and leaving their homeless friends not too long ago, Kenny was determined to leave the house and find a boat as soon as possible. The house was quite big, plenty of room for them,, but unfortunately, no food.
After everyone had checked the house to make sure it was clear, Christa had been keeping an close eye on Clementine, who was sitting on the couch downstairs. Ever since Christa heard the voice speaking on her walkie-talkie, she was concerned for the young girl's well-being.
Christa leaned forward to Lee, who had his arms crossed while leaning against the wall. She stood next to him along with Kenny while everyone else rested for now. "Look, Lee, whoever was on the radio could be watching us right now."
"Calm down, will ya?" Kenny requested, not wanting to make the situation any worse than it needed to be. "We're safe in here, and even if he knows where we are, he's gotta go through those walkers first. And apart from that, what about the person who Lee saw is watching us too?"
"Kenny, who's to say that it wasn't the same person who Lee saw on the church roof?" Christa asked, crossing her arms together to show she was serious.
"Because that doesn't make a lick of sense." Kenny answered, station the obvious slightly as he tried to explain this to the young woman. "Why would someone bring the dead down on top of us and then try to warn us about it?"
"In case you didn't realize, there are some sick fuckers out there!" Christa reminded, gesturing her right arm towards the front door of the house before she shifted her attention back to Lee, who like always, tried to remain neutral in situations like this. "And apart from that, when were you planning on tell us that radio was working?"
"I was going to tell you." Lee answered, deep down, he was not going to tell anyone in case it would start a situation like they were in now. "Me, Kenny, and Duck only found out yesterday."
"Hmmm." Christa did not know how to reply as she eyed Clementine, who was still sitting where she was, swinging her legs up and down slightly. "I think we should ask Clementine about the person she was talking to. Who knows what else she could have told them?"
"Alright." Lee sighed, knowing that she was right. "Let's just go easy on her though."
Christa nodded, and she and Lee walked towards the young girl. As for Kenny, who made his way upstairs to check the rest of the house once more time, making sure it was safe.
Christa did not wait at all, not wanting to waste anymore time than they have, and just came out with her question: "Clementine, who was that man on the radio?"
Clementine fell silent, not really knowing what to reply.
"It's okay, Clem." Lee assured her, speaking calmly as he knelt back down to her height level. "You're not in any trouble. Just tell us who he is."
"...Please don't be mad...He's nice. He just wants to help us, he says he has my mom and dad." Clementine answered, looking away from her guardian slightly, not wanting to see the anger in his face. "I told him about who we are, and where we going."
"(Oh, God.)" Lee thought, knowing that there was no possibility that Clementine's parents were alive in this city, and also knowing what children around her age could be easily fooled by strangers. He stood back up to his full height, not really knowing what to do next. "Alright, Clementine, that's all we wanted to know. I-"
"Lee!" Kenny's voice called out from the top of his stairs, gaining the attention of Lee and the others. "Come up here!"
Lee did not finish the rest of his sentence to Clementine and immediately made haste up the stairs, running as fast as he could. He got the top of the stairs where he saw another pair of small stairs that headed up to the attic where it looked like Kenny was.
Lee climbed up the small steps and got into the attic where he saw Kenny, crouching down on the ground, eyeing something cautiously. Lee was about to ask what was wrong until he spotted the problem "Oh, Jesus."
Across the over side of the attic, a small walker boy leaned his head up, spotting the two men watching him. He was so skinny that you could see his bones. It must have been assumed he hasn't eaten in a long time. The walker attempted to make his way to the two men, but he was too weak and easily collapsed to the ground, snarling slightly.
"Kinda ironic, isn't it? He reminds me of Duck. Guess he must have tried to hide up here, and starved to death." Kenny stated, deep down, he was upset that he had just witnessed a dead boy, thinking that this could be Duck any day if he was not careful. He sighed, not sure what to do next. "Lee, I don't know if I can do it. I mean...It's a kid, for Christ's sake..."
"...I'll do it, Kenny." Lee sighed, knowing how emotional Kenny was when it came to children. He pulled out his Glock 17 from his back pocket and aimed it at the walker, who tried to reach up to grab Lee, but did not have enough energy to move.
Taking a couple of seconds to do this, Lee pulled the trigger, finally putting this young walker out of his misery. He sighed as he put his pistol back into his back pocket, but there was still work to be done.
This walker deserved a proper burial. Lee picked up the walker and laid it down in his arms before he walked out from the attic, leaving Kenny, who was trying to hold back his tears after he had just witnessed a kid being killed for the first time.
As Lee left the attic and back into the hallway, he was greeted by Carley, who must have heard the gunshot, and in panic, went to assist just in case. She ran over to Lee until she spotted the boy in his arms. "Lee, what happened! I thought I heard...Oh, God..."
"I know." Lee nodded, walking past the shorter woman and back down stairs, planning to bury the boy in the same grave as the dead dog.
Lee walked back into the backyard and walked over to the grave that was still dug open after Lee needed to get the collar to get into the house. He slowly put the boy into the same grave as the dead dog, reuniting them in some way.
He grabbed the shovel and slowly began to fill the grave back up with the dirt. As he was burring the young boy and he's dog, Lee could not help but wonder what if this would one day happen to Clementine? He could barely handle shooting a walker who he didn't know, but to shoot Clementine might just do him in.
No.
Lee knew he would never let that happen. Him and Clementine were a team that worked together, and both of them had survived the longest out of their group with the exception of Kenny and his family, and Carley. Clementine was the one who saved Lee the first day when she gave him the hammer to kill Sandra, and Lee was the one who saved her twice in the drugstore from the walkers, and from the St. John's farm, and form the Save-Lot Bandits too.
Clementine was like the daughter Lee never had, and he vowed to protect her no matter what, and if anyone ever tried to get in between them both, Lee would not hesitate to kill them.
Lee finally almost finished burying the grave until something had caught the glimpse of his eye. He turned to his right where there, a man, was standing perfectly still, watching Lee closely.
As Lee was about the move, the man suddenly ran off, provoking Lee to run over to the gate in an attempt to stop him. He banged in the gate angrily, suspecting that however this was could possible be the same person who spoke to him on the radio. "You fucker! I will kill you if you come back here again!"
"Lee...?"
Lee turned around where Kenny, Carley, and Christa had followed him into the backyard, and were watching him, confused about who he was yelling to.
"Lee, who were you yelling at?" Kenny asked, suspecting Lee may have gone a little crazy.
"There was someone here, a man." Lee answered, checking the outside of the backyard carefully, thinking he may not be far and might return sooner than he thought. "He was...Watching me."
"Was it walker?" Carley asked.
"Nah, too fast to be a walker." Lee replied, knowing full fact that walkers were too stupid to figure out how to run. "It was deferentially a person."
"Well, that's gonna have to wait for now." Kenny said, wanting to get a move on and find a boat before it was nighttime. "We need to get moving if we wanna find a boat. Me and Lee will go, everyone else, wait here until we're back."
"You two can't go on your own." Christa argued. "We lost one of us when we were all together. If the two of you go on your own, who knows what might happen out there."
"We'll be fine." Kenny assured, reloading his Glock 17 just in case they ran into anymore trouble. "Look, me and Lee will go there, check it out, and then come on back. We'll be fine."
Lee nodded slightly, agreeing with Kenny. He looked back at Carley and needed her to do him a favor while he was gone, knowing she was the only one he trusted. "Carley, can you do me a favor and watch Clementine while we're gone?"
"I will, Lee." Carley assured him, leaning upwards and pecking the side of his face softly for a quick second. "You can count on me."
"Alight, then." Lee smiled, deep down, he did care for Carley and was somewhat getting attached to her. He quickly turned around and followed Kenny before his feelings would get in the way. "Kenny, let's go."
A few walks through the deserted city of Savannah, Lee and Kenny noticed the entire place was quiet all of a sudden. A little to quiet that it was suspicious. The two men both had their Glock 17's in their hands in case they were to run into anymore trouble.
Suddenly, the two men froze when the sounds of bells ringing spread the air loudly. Lee and Kenny both knelt down in cover, suspecting walkers would emerge any moment now.
"That fuckers messing with us again!" Kenny growled, suspecting this could be the same person who Lee had saw in the church tower.
"I don't think so, listen." Lee replied, realizing that this bell was more further away from them then the last one. "This one's further away. I just keep wondering who is ringing them."
"Yeah, and when I find them, I'm gonna ring their fuckin' bell." Kenny replied, cocking back his gun, preparing to shoot someone if he was to find out who was ringing the bells. He stood back up and began to run towards the river front.
"Good one." Lee joked, following Kenny down the street as the two men began running, not wanting to risk running into any lurkers.
Eventually, the two men made it to the river front and what they saw next was just shocking. There were no boats. The whole dock was deserted, and what boats were left there were destroyed and beyond repair.
Kenny could not believe this. This was his dream, and his hopes of getting his family to safety, but now there was no boats here. What he feared had came true, and now they were screwed.
"Time for Plan B, then?" Lee asked, trying to brighten up the mood slightly as Kenny ran towards the nearest broken boat. "Kenny?"
"This one might still be salvageable." Kenny talked to himself, not wanting to give up so easily after coming this far.
"Kenny, are you fucking serious?" Lee asked, shocked that Kenny was dumb enough to think a half-broken boat could possible be salvageable enough to work. "Kenny, that boat's fucked."
"Look, we can't just give up, Lee." Kenny replied, keeping calm as he studied the boat carefully. "I'll try and see if these boats are worth taking. Why don't you go and check through that telescope over there, see if you can find us anything."
"Alight." Lee sighed, wanting to at least help Kenny try and find a boat still. "That telescope might need some change though."
Kenny reached his hand into his pocket and pulled out a couple of quarters into his hand. He handed them to Lee, who seemed surprise that Kenny still kept change in his pocket in this day and age. "Here, try these."
"You still carry money in your pocket?" Lee said, followed by a smirk as he held the coins in his hand.
Kenny merely ignore him as he continued to examine the boat, still looking for something useful.
Lee knew he was not going to get a reply soon so he left, and made his way up the path towards the telescope, hoping it was still in working order, and maybe, just maybe, he might just find another boat out there on the water.
Chapter 10 is completed. Will Lee and Kenny find a boat and get everyone to safety? Will the mysterious man on the radio return? Stay tuned for Chapter 11.