End of the line
They laid Christa in the back, and drove down the road. The car's fuel was slowly running
out, as the sun was still rising. It was a little foggy, like in a classic horror movie, they had to prey,
that this car would take them far enough now.
After some more minutes the fuel was all gone, and the car stopped, end of the line here.
Omid hurried over to the back doors and took Christa back on his shoulders, Clementine
got out her gun, still frightened, they had stopped counting bullets now, because right now
saving bullets was the last thing they'd be concerned about, and in this world, that meant something.
They slowly walked down the road, towards nowhere, staring at the horizon, thinking if they'd make it.
An unpleasantly feeling was in the air. Much had happened, but things were bad before, they'd handle it
like they always did, they thought.
Clementine: "How is she?"
Omid: "Not good, she might..." He swallowed.
Clementine: "Oh..."
Omid: "Listen if she does... you, eh... we... have to run..."
Clementine: "We can't let her turn!"
Omid: "We can't shoot her!"
Clementine: "I didn't make sure Lee wouldn't turn, but I... I... I can do it now!" She was starting to cry again.
Omid: "No, you can't, me neither... it's okay, it won't be her..." He stuttered.
Clementine nodded slowly.
As always groans breached the silence, walkers were attracted by the engine, things were making a turn for the worse.
They started to run, but Omid was far behind, Clementine turned around and yelled: "Faster! Faster!"
Omid: "Run! I'll be okay!"
He stumbled and Christa fell on the street, the walkers were coming from both sides, he took out his gun and started
shooting them, but after some shots he only heard clicking sounds, the gun was empty, he flipped it around and started
bashing their heads in, but they got a hold of him and took him down, Clem didn't see details, but had a decision to make,
whether to help him and risk her live, or to run away,
she heard the terrible screams of a probably dying man, and at that point she knew he was lost.
Now he was at point Zero for once more, no protector, no supplies, but at least a gun with some rounds left,
how would she do this time? She followed the road a bit further and saw plenty of hills and grass, in this
beautiful sunrise... it looked golden, words could barely describe the beauty of this morning. The walkers were
still having at Omid's corpse so she got rid of them, the ultimate sacrifice. "Give part of yourself, so others could live."
Omid was a good man, with a good heart, and he showed it that day, he laid there on the street, with Christa.
Another dead couple, but unlike the other dead couples, they would rise from the dead and be together in all eternity,
kind of what they wanted, even if not in that particular way.
She arrived on a field and stared up in the sky, thinking of what has happened, from day one. All the good things,
all the bad things, and sunk down on her knees. She started to cry, she had experienced more loss than any adult
could cope with, any adult would've moved his hand with the gun in it up to his head, and pulled the trigger.
But that was not the way kids thought, they were taught to stay positive and to see the good things in the very worst situations.
Lee always told her to stay positive, because whether you fool yourself or not with it, positive thinking keeps you going, and that keeps you alive.
She remembered his words, always to stay positive, her dad always said that too, she knew there
was truth in this words so she grabbed a thought of Lee and her parents together in heaven,
the picture she drew back at the train, and got up again, she moved on.
After a few minutes she arrived at some kind of camp fire, but the fire was gone long ago,
there was a Log, she sat down, and looked on the ground, there were some shotgun shells,
and she picked one up to investigate it, there was nothing she could do with it, and nowhere to put it,
to carry it. She wiped through her eyes once more and looked into the horizon.
Hills, grass, wasteland, but on a very far hill she saw something black, two mysterious figures in the distance,
she stood up and didn't know what to do, the last people they had contact with tried to kill them,
but who were those people? Possible allies? More bandits?
She froze to the core once more... What would Lee do?
Author's note:
Thanks for reading,
this story is finished.
At least for the moment,
I'll let it marked as "In progress"
but I don't know if there is
anything I could add, or
a way I could continue,
if I figure something good,
logic and interesting out,
I'll continue. Thanks for reading
till the bitter end!