Okay, here's what I wanna say:

-I'm so sorry it's took so long to upload this, schools just crazy and I really haven't had the time to upload more chapters :'(

-OVER 50 REVIEWS! SWEET JESUS! *0*

-I should be uploading a new chapter every other day, or each day if I have the time :)

-I'm writing a few more fan fics at the minute, but this one is still my top priority XD

-Hope this chapter was worth the wait, here's chapter twenty one of always lost, but never alone :)

-(Prepare for badassy-ness-ess *0*...it's a word I invented in my dictionary, do not judge XD)

Four days later

Clementine's POV:

The storm lasted longer than they thought it would. Clementine and Luke were soon no secret. Kenny's still giving him glares whenever they see each other, but he's started to ease off on Luke, realising it was making Clementine happy. Clementine tested out her new weaponry, she eventually became very good with the hidden blade, and her aim with the knives was great. Rebecca was getting worse, she was becoming exhausted, days where she can't even get out of bed because of it. When the storm had finally finished, Kenny, Pete and Clementine were getting ready to go hunting. Fresh meat would go a long way for Rebecca.

"You got your knives?" Kenny asked as Clementine tightened her shoelaces. Clementine put her hand in the pouch Kenny had given her for her knives which clipped on her belt nicely. She pulled out one of the knives and waved it in the air. She stood up and grabbed her backpack and axe. She slid her axe in her belt and watched as Kenny said goodbye to Sarita. Luke walked up behind and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Be careful." He said worried. Clementine turned around and they embraced in a hug. "Don't worry, we'll be fine." She said quietly while hugging him. The two let go of each other when Clementine noticed Sarah walk towards her. She looked upset, Clementine noticed this and knelt down on one knee so she could see her face more clearly.

"What's wrong Sarah?" Clementine asked hesitantly. Sarah paused before she spoke. "You'll come back, right?" Sarah asked sadly. Clementine gave a sympathetic smile before reaching out for her shoulder. The younger girl looked at Clementine. "I'll be back before you know it." Clementine said comfortingly. "Promise?" Sarah said quietly. "Promise." Clementine replied. Sarah held out her pinky finger, Clementine wrapped her own around it. "A pinky swear is forever." Sarah said happily. "Until the day you die." Clementine replied quietly.

She was surprised to see Sarah had wrapped her arms around Clementine's neck. Clementine didn't know what to do at first, but the she placed her arms round Sarah. They pulled out the hug and Clementine stood up. "Bring back something good, I'm starving." Sarah said with a smile, her comment caused Clementine to chuckle. Kenny and Pete walked out the door, and when Clementine went to walk outside, she noticed a sad Luke was watching her. She turned around and kissed Luke on the cheek. She gave a sympathetic smile before walking out the door.

The trio had been walking for an hour now, and there was no signs of food. Clementine was freezing, all she had for warmth was her thin jacket. She kept hugging her torso for warmth. Her feet were soaked, the snow was above her ankles.

Pete and Kenny were at front talking about fishing, when Clementine noticed a dip in the snow. She knelt down and observed it, she soon saw another, and many more after that.

"Tracks." She stated, drawing the attention of the two men. They were fresh tracks, and didn't seem as though they were there for long. Kenny rushed up to her and knelt down beside her. "Nice job Clem." He said happily. Pete knelt down next. "They look like deer tracks." Pete said as he observed them. The trio stood up and started to follow the tracks.

It was about an hour before they caught a glimpse of an animal. Clementine heard a twig snap on the right. She quickly shot her head and knelt down quietly. Kenny and Pete weren't following her, so they probably didn't notice. Clementine couldn't call them out, otherwise it'd scare the animal away. She snuck up and found a bush which she could hide herself in. She quickly slipped towards it and kept her head low. She peered over the bush and nearly jumped out of her skin.

This wasn't a deer, it was a group of seven people, all wearing bandanas around their mouths and masks.

"When d'you think we'll bump into some poor fucker." One of them said as he carried a rifle. "I don't know Mark, I'm not the fountain of knowledge, okay?" One of them barked. Clementine presumed he was the leader, as he seemed much louder and demanding than the others.

Clementine observed the rest of his group. They were all armed with a different weapon. Two had axes like Clementine's, another had a sniper rifle, three more had knives in their hands, and the last one had a tomahawk. Clementine realised that these were bandits, and running into a group of seven, all heavily armed was a terrible situation. She tried to sneak off, but just when she did. A twig snapped and the bandits drew their attention in their direction.

"Who's there? Come out or I'm coming over." One of them shouted. All of them knew she was there, she couldn't make a run for it; they had a long-range sniper rifle. With all her options bad ones, she stepped forward and raised her hands.

"Don't shoot okay?" Clementine said as she stepped towards the group. "Where's the rest of your group?" A woman asked as she walked towards her. "I'm by myself." Clementine answered simply. "That's bullshit, there's no way you made it out here all by yourself." A man with an axe added.

"Give us your food." One of them quickly added. "I haven't got any food." Clementine replied. "Are you serious? You expect us to believe this bullshit?" Another woman lashed out, being stopped by one of the men. Clementine's expression didn't change.

"I haven't got anything, unless you want an empty backpack." Clementine replied coldly. The presumed leader of the bandits walked towards her and pulled a dagger out of his pocket.

"Don't try to be clever about this you little bitch. Now, where's the rest of your group?" He shouted while placing the dagger against her neck.

"Clementine!" She quickly shot her head and saw Pete and Kenny running towards her. The man with the sniper rifle aimed his gun at them. Before she could even move, the man pulled the trigger, a yell following shortly after. "Pete!" Clementine watched as the man started to limp, he had been shot in the leg.

Clementine suddenly felt fuelled with anger. She flicked her wrist back slammed her hidden blade into the leaders skull. His body fell to the floor, bringing the attention of the rest of the group. Clementine pulled out two knives and threw them at two of the members. One of them landing through their eye, the other through the forehead. With no time to grab them, she noticed two others aiming their gun and tomahawk at her. She quickly ran behind a tree before they could do so. As soon as she slammed her back, she heard a gunshot and a thud come against the tree. She looked up and saw a climbable route. As quiet as she could, she started climbing. She looked down once she was high enough and saw the two men walking towards the tree. They were close to each other. Clementine locked her hidden blade and pulled out a dagger. She jumped from the tree and stabbed the two men through their heads. She looked up, and there were only two left. They were both armed with axes. The first one swung at Clementine from the side, but she quickly ducked under and tripped his feet. As soon as she stood up again, the other man was about to slam his axe into her, but she quickly dodged to the side, causing him to kill his own man by hitting him in the stomach with the axe. Without hesitation, she dragged him away so he couldn't grab his axe in time. He fell onto the ground and started fidgeting away. He was terrified, Clementine could tell. He kept missing his breaths, and it sounded as though his heart was in his mouth. Clementine pulled her own axe from her belt and walked towards the fumbling man. She raised the axe above her head, before she could finish the kill, she heard the man scream.

"DEMON! IMPOSSIBLE! PLEASE, NO!" His cries had stopped with Clementine's axe through his forehead. She stopped for a moment to catch her breath. She couldn't believe what she had just done, she had single-handily killed seven people in the space of one minute. She was breathing heavily, she was starting to become scared of what she was becoming, a stone cold killer.

She was brought back to reality when she heard Pete yelling. Clementine gathered her weapons back, which was a bit gruesome, as one of their eyeballs came out along with the knife. She ran towards Pete who was sitting against a tree holding his leg. Clementine skidded across and observed his wound. Clementine looked around for Kenny, but he was nowhere to be found.

"Where's Kenny?" She said worried. "I don't know, said somethin' 'bout gettin' help." Pete replied as he continued to grip his leg. Clementine was about to look at his injury, when Clementine heard a sound she knew all too well. She looked behind her, and there were walkers heading there way.

"Shit…" She mumbled. She looked back to Pete. "Can you walk?" She asked him. Pete stood up, but still leant against the tree. He tried to walk on his other leg, but nearly fell. "Barely." He replied. Clementine looked back to see how close the walkers were and how many there was. It was a large group, around twenty, maybe thirty, and they were close.

Clementine groaned, and placed Pete's arm around her shoulder and allowed him to lean on her as they walked. She could hear Pete's groans of pain, along with the groans of walkers. She was practically dragging him. She was looking for a safe place to hide from the walkers.

They had been walking for about ten minutes before Clementine noticed an old truck on a dirt road. "Come on." She said, telling Pete she found somewhere. They walked towards the truck, the walkers not far behind. She opened the doors and it was empty, she placed Pete in the truck before returning to the doors. As soon as she shut them, the walkers started to lunge themselves at the door.

There was no way Clementine would be able to hold off twenty walkers. With Pete unable to walk, she had to think of something herself. She was desperately pushing on the doors, when she looked at it, she saw handles, which she could prop something in to block it. She looked around the truck, but there was nothing. She then looked at her axe. She groaned as she pushed her back against the doors so she could remove the axe from her belt. She quickly took the axe out and slid it in the handles. She released her pressure on the door and stepped back. When the doors started to bang again, they didn't open, thanks to the axe.

Clementine sighed in relief and fell on her back, catching her breath. She looked at the ceiling of the truck and tried to think of what to do in the situation. She was brought back to reality when she heard Pete groan. She sat up and saw Pete clutching his leg. She quickly made her way towards him and observed his wound.

"Hurts like hell." Pete mumbled. Clementine rolled up his trouser leg to reveal his wound. The bullet wasn't there any more, it must've come out on its own. "The bullet's out." She said simply as she observed the wound. She needed to clean it, then she remembered alcohol stopped wounds from getting infected. She zipped open her backpack and rummaged through it. Once she finally found what she was looking for, she pulled out a bottle.

"I didn't know you drink?" Pete said confused. It was a bottle of vodka which Clementine had pulled out. "I don't" She said simply. She opened the bottle and lurched it over Pete's leg. "This might hurt a little." She pre-warned before pouring the liquid over his wound. He yelled slightly before he banged his head on the wall of the truck. Clementine needed something to stop the bleeding. She searched through her backpack. No such look. She had no bandages left, or any fabric of the sort. She then sighed, realising there was only one thing left. She pulled down the zip of her jacket and removed it from her arms before wrapping it around Pete's leg. His eyes widened in shock.

"The hell'd you get that scar?" Pete said shocked. Clementine sighed in response, and continued to wrap the jacket around his leg. "Fire. Pillar landed and burnt me." She said simply as she tied the jacket. Clementine sighed and sat back on the wall of the truck next to Pete.

She propped her knee up and rested her arm on it while she rubbed her temple. She then quickly turned her head to the truck doors which on the other side, walkers were banging on. It was quiet before any of them spoke. Clementine screwed the lid back on the vodka and went to place it in her back pack, when she saw Pete. Clementine thought about it for a moment, before she held the bottle in front of him. Pete took it thankfully and unscrewed the lid.

"Not exactly mah cup o' tea, but a drink's a drink I suppose." He said laughing before he took a gulp. Clementine tucked her knees into her chest as she rubbed her arms for warmth.

"How'd you fight like that?" Clementine looked up and saw Pete was watching her. "Back with those bandits. You killed 'em all in less than a minute. How'd you do that?" Pete asked curiously. Clementine sighed and frowned. "I didn't know I could." She replied coldly, she wasn't angry with Pete, she was angry with herself.

"I practically murdered them." She said sadly as she placed her hands in her face. "No, you didn't. If you hadn't had done what you did, they probably would've found the group and robbed 'em. Leavin' Rebecca's baby with no chance what so ever. Chances are, they would've killed 'em as well. You didn't murder them Clementine. They had bad intentions, and you stopped them from doing that." Pete said sympathetically as Clementine looked up to him. She smiled slightly before returning her face to her hands. "Plus, it was pretty badass." Pete chuckled. Clementine then remembered about Kenny.

"Where did Kenny go?" She asked worried. "Well, when the one of 'em shot me. He mention somethin' about findin' the others so he'd help ya." Pete replied. Clementine was worried, he was on his own with walkers, bandits, Carver out there. "You think he's alright?" Clementine asked hesitantly. "Are you kiddin'? That man's got more fire in 'im than a stove." Pete said sarcastically. Clementine smiled and crossed her legs.

"How're you feelin'?" Clementine asked quietly. "Good as can be expected, I s'pose. Thanks." Clementine smiled in response. "I mean, thanks for saving my ass out there. And thanks for patching me up." Pete smiled. "I haven't got stuff for stitches, I disinfected it and stopped the bleeding. Until we get back to the others, we can't stitch it." Clementine said disappointed and started rubbing her eye.

"You look exhausted." Pete said simply. Clementine stopped rubbing her eye and smiled. "I'm fine. You should get some rest while you can." She replied. "I'll get some rest if you do." Pete arched an eyebrow. Clementine frowned at first, but then slowly nodded. She leaned against the wall of the truck, she then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She woke up and looked outside, it was still light, but it was getting close to sunset. They probably had an hour of daylight left. Clementine placed her belongings back in the bag and walked over to the driver's seat. The keys were still in. Clementine's face shone with hope. She sat in the seat and turned the ignition, only to hear rumbling sounds.

"Outta gas." Pete said disappointed. When did he wake up?

"It's not out of gas, I think it's the engine." Clementine corrected as she looked out the windscreen. The area looked clear of walkers. Clementine had an idea.

"I got a plan. I need you to make some noise by the door so they'll keep concentrating on it." Clementine said as she pulled her dagger out from her boot and locked her hidden blade. "Then I'll go out there and fix the engine, then I'll come back in and we'll drive outta here." She said as she sat back in the driver's seat and held the door handle while looking back to Pete. "Are you sure? Those things could jump at ya." Pete said worried as he walked over to the door. "I'll be fine Pete, just keep making noise." Clementine said as she slowly opened the handle, as she did, Pete banged on the door with his fists.

Clementine jumped onto the ground and closed the door behind her. She looked around for walkers, and noticed they were all concentrating on the back door. Clementine snuck up in front of the truck and opened the hood. She observed the engine and checked all the gimmicks. She quickly realised what the problem was. She fidgeted with some wires for a few minutes before closing the hood.

She quickly snuck back to the truck and entered it. She shut the door behind her and looked to see Pete was walking towards her. He took a spot in the passenger seat, but then he asked. "D'you even know how to drive?" He asked confused. Clementine smiled in response and turned the ignition. The truck burst to life. Clementine quietly congratulated herself before changing the gears. "Well done Clemmy cloo." She whispered to herself while she drove on the dirt road full speed.