The Walking Dead: The Many Faces of the Apocalypse

Episode 1 – "A New Day" – Chapter 3; A Harsh New World


A/N: Hey guys! I'm gonna try and keep these author's notes a little smaller (at least until the one at the end) so I can focus on replying to the reviews, so here we go!

moonlight72 – Yeah, and I agree that they were not used to their fullest extent in season (apart from Bonnie, how goes to Howe's no matter what), so I want to try and develop them more and give them more prominent appearances in this story. Your idea with Clem picking up Rick's broadcast is a good one, but I don't think that happened in the comics, and this fanfic is meant to bridge to comic and video games, no the tv series, sorry. If I decide to make another crossover fic which includes the TV series, I will definitely think about including your idea.

Jason Chandler – Thanks for the second review! I looked at the stories you recommended and found them pretty decent as well (shame they have such few chapters, but oh well). Also, if this was your way to try and convince me to include a ClemxCarl ship in this story, then goddamn you cause now I might be considering it lol.

JohnLocke4 – Thanks for checking out my story! I really enjoy reading your crossover story (as well as A Continuing Nightmare) and hope you enjoy mine. As you said there are so many ways you could approach a crossover story like this, and I hope you (and everyone else reading) like what I'm doing with the story.

Also insert "Senpai noticed me" joke here lol.

Anyways, on the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. They are all from either from Robert Kirkman's "The Walking Dead" comic series, or the Telltale Games and Skybound Entertainment video game by the same name. Please support the original creators and source material.


Lee's POV

"Ugh… oww… shit."

Lee woke up and could feel two distinct pains in his body. The first he noticed was a dull throbbing in his head, probably what made him blackout. His forehead ached something fierce, but there didn't seem to be any blood, but there'd probably be a hell of a bump left on his head.

Although, the pain in his head was nothing compared to the pain in his leg. Lee looked down to see his leg cut open, blood spreading out from around it, looking like an explosion of blood, but at least it seemed to not be bleeding too hard.

Lee reached out to his leg only to realize he was still handcuffed. He fiddled with them to try and get them off, to no avail. Lee took a second to look at his surroundings, and outside of the wrecked police car, he saw he was in a forest. He began looking for a way out, only to see a large trail of blood. He followed it and saw the police officer face down in the dirt, laying in a puddle of his own blood.

"Hey! Hey officer! Are you alright?! I'm still cuffed back here!" Lee called out.

Seeing no other option, Lee started to kick the window in an effort to escape the car. Once he had managed to destroy and window, Lee shuffled over to the window for pulling himself out.

Once he climbed out, he saw the police officer's shotgun, 'strange,' he thought. 'Why would that be out of the car?' Lee walked over to the shotgun and decided to grab it. After having some trouble picking it up due to his handcuffs and his injury, he finally managed to pick it up and bring it closer so he could examine it.

" Looks empty." Lee said, closely examining the weapon. "It'll be easier to carry with these cuffs off." Lee decided to put the shotgun down, seeing as he had no ammo for it. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a shotgun shell on the ground next to where he placed the shotgun back down on the ground. Lee grabbed the shell and put it in his pocket, thinking he could use it later if he needed to use the shotgun, but right now he needed to get his handcuffs off.

With nothing left to do, Lee walked over to where the cop lay and unfortunately found his suspicions to be true. The cop was laying in a large pool of his own dried blood. His skin had a faint green tint to it, indicating its rotted nature, and Lee couldn't hear any breaths coming from the cop. For all intents and purposes, the policeman was dead.

Since the man was dead, Lee assumed he wouldn't mind if he took his keys and got himself out of his handcuffs. Lee leaned down and took the officer's keys before unlocking his handcuffs. Just as he had gotten them off (after accidently dropping the keys at one point) he heard a faint grown emanating from – what he thought to be – the officer's corpse.

'He's alive?!' Lee thought in shock. "Uh, officer…?" Lee called out to the body as it started to get up.

As quick as a flash, the officer reached up and tried to grab Lee, causing him to fall over. Lee started to back away as the cop crawled after him, seemingly trying to kill him. Lee kept trying to crawl backwards until he felt his back hit the police car behind him. As the cop continued it's slow crawl towards him, snapping it's jaws at Lee like a rabid animal, Lee quickly reached for the shotgun and loaded it will the shell he had before pointing at the encroaching officer.

"Don't make me do this…!" Lee yelled at the officer. The officer refused to back down, and so Lee pulled the trigger of the gun fast, and the head of the cop exploded, a large hole where it's face used to be. The cop moved it's arm one more time as it collapsed to the ground, the life leaving it. Lee, in a panic, threw the gun to the ground.

"Man." Lee uttered. He checked over the body one more time in disbelief of what happened. "His skin's all rotten… and he smells like shit. What the hell is this?"

Lee couldn't believe what just happened, a man Lee thought was dead, no, he was dead, just started crawling at Lee, seemingly trying to kill him.

Lee looked up from the corpse and saw a silhouette in the distance. He couldn't tell who it was from this distance, but he had to take a chance.

"HELP! Go get someone! There- there's been a shooting!"

The figure in the distance ran off. 'Hopefully to find help,' Lee thought to himself.

As Lee tried to collect himself, he heard more moans from all around him, all of which reminded him all too well of the cop he just heard. Fearing for his life, Lee stood up and began to fall away as he saw several people shambling towards him, all looking like bodies in various state of decay, which some even missing parts of their skin and muscle, revealing bone.

Lee tried to run (well, limp) as fast he could from the monsters, but due to his leg injury (and partly due to panic) he found himself tripping over often. By the time he made it to the fence of a backyard, the monsters were almost upon. Lee quickly grabbed the top of the fence and climbed over, a rotting hand nearly brushing against his leg.

Lee crawled backwards from the fence, the monsters still chasing after him as they banged on the fence. Lee was worried they would eventually break it and get him, only for Lee to hear a distant shot from a gun. Normally when hearing a gunshot, he would feel more concerned that relieved, but the noise from the shot was enough to draw the monsters banging on the fence away, for now.

Lee stood up an observed his surroundings. He was in the backyard of a small house, he could see above one of the fences the backyard to another house, which clued Lee in that he made it to a neighborhood somewhere. Looking around the yard he saw a pool with a cover on, a treehouse with a ladder leading up to it, and a path which lead to a gate to the street in front of the house. Lee saw a variety of children's toys spread across the yard, leaving him worried that he'd find a child turned monster somewhere.

"Hello? Anybody?" Lee called out to his surroundings, not expecting but hoping for an answer.

Hearing no reply, Lee decided to head into the house. There was a sliding glass door which lead into the house from a deck built in the backyard, and so Lee walked across the deck before reaching it, knocking on the door to see if anyone was home?

"Hello? Anybody home? I need a little help." Lee said as he peered into the dark living room of the house. He received no reply, so he assumed no one was home, alive at least. Lee opened the door and walked inside.

"Coming in. Don't shoot, okay?" Lee said as he entered. After closing the door behind him, he gripped his leg in pain. "Ahh, shit. Hello? I'm not an intruder… or one of THEM."

Lee looked around the living room, finally noticing the terrible condition the room was in. Some of the room's furniture was knocked over, or on it's side, and there was several bloodstains throughout both this room and the kitchen adjected to the living room.

"These people might need more help than I do."

Lee looked around the living room briefly, before walking into the kitchen. As he entered the kitchen, he slipped on a large bloodstain present on the floor, causing Lee to have blood covering his clothes. He got up from his fall and searched the kitchen, coming up with nothing except a walkie talkie he found in a draw.

Lee suddenly heard beeping from an answering machine in the living room. He walked back out of the kitchen (careful to avoid the bloodstain this time) and saw said answering machine on a table next to the wall, a red light flashing from it.

Lee pressed a button on it and the beeping noise stopped as the answering machine replayed its messages.

"Three new messages. Message one. Left at 5:43 PM." The automated voice said, before Lee could hear the voice of a woman in the message.

"Hey, Sandra, this is Diana. We're still in Savannah. Ed had a little "incident" with some crazy guy near the hotel, so we had to get him back to the ER and have it checked out. Anyway, he's not feeling well enough to drive back tonight, so we're staying an extra day. Thanks much for looking after Clementine, and I promise we'll be back in time before your spring break!"

Lee barely had time to take in the information from the message before the second one started.

"Message two. Left at 11:19 PM."

"Oh, my god, finally! I don't know if you tried to reach us; all the calls are getting dropped. They're not letting us leave and aren't telling us anything about Atlanta. Please, please, just leave the city and take Clementine with you back to Marietta. I've got to get back to the hospital. Please let me know that you're safe."

"Message three. Left at 6:51 AM."
"Clementine" Baby, if you can hear this, call the police. That's 9-1-1. We love you… we love you… we love y- "

'Jesus.' Lee thought as the final message ended. Lee looked to the right of the answering machine to see a framed picture of a family. The mom in the photo Lee assumed was the Diana woman from the answering machine, with the dad being her husband Ed. In between the two of them was a little girl Lee could only assume was Clementine. Lee put the photo back down before the walkie talkie in his pocket spoke.

"Daddy?" It said, causing Lee to pull it out of his pocket and close to his mouth.

"Hello?" Lee said back to whoever was on the other end.

"You need to be quiet."

"Who is this?" Lee asked, though he had already assumed it was the little girl from the photo.

"I'm Clementine. This is my house." The girl on the other end replied, confirming Lee's suspicion.

"Hi, Clementine. I'm Lee." He replied.

"You're not my daddy." Clementine responded with.

"No, I'm not." Lee said as a sad look crawled over his face as he realized this little girl's parents were probably dead.

"Where are your parents?" Lee inquired.

"They took a trip and left me with Sandra. They're in Savannah, I think. Where the boats are." Clem answered, as Lee entered the kitchen and looked out the window.

"Are you safe?" He asked.

"I'm outside in my treehouse. They can't get in."

"That's smart."

"See? Can you see me? I can see you through the window." Clem said as she opened the door to her treehouse and waved at Lee, causing him to wave back.

"AHHHH!" Clem screamed before jumping back inside the treehouse. Lee turned around in shock and saw one of those monsters from outside right behind him, this one baring the appearance of a woman. Lee quickly pushed it to the ground, but as he ran out of the kitchen he slipped on the blood and hit his head on the counter.

Feeling dazed, Lee could hardly make out anything in front of him, but he saw movement, so he kicked towards it causing him to push the horror away from him. Lee got back up and tried to run back to the living room only for the monster to trip him again with its arm. As the monster began crawling on top of Lee, he managed to punch it off, before his started backing away towards the door.

By this time Clementine had made it to the glass door with a hammer, and opened it, waiting for Lee to get to her. Lee continued to back away, preventing the monster from climbing on top of him again, before he managed to reach Clementine.

"Here…" Clem said as she held out the hammer for Lee to grab. Lee picked it up with his hand before knocking the zombie over. As he pinned the zombie to the ground, he began to hit it with his hammer, 2, 3, 4 times until it stopped moving. Blood began to ooze out of the corpse's head as it lay there dead on the ground.

"Man…" He said, getting to his feet. "His there."

Clem took a step back as the blood puddle began expanding from the dead body's head. "Did you kill it?" She asked,

"Yes." Lee replied, unsure of himself.

"It's okay. I think she was a monster." She said back to Lee.

"I think so too." He said, before kneeling in front of Clem. "You've been all by yourself through this?"

"Yeah. I want my parents to come home now."

"I think that might be a little while, you know?" Lee replied, not having the heart to tell the little girl that he thought her parents were dead.

"Oh." She responded sadly.

Lee moved closer to Clem before saying, "Look, I don't know what happened. But I'll look after you until then."

Clem nodded before responding. "What should we do now?"

Lee thought over his decision, before answering.

"We need to find help before it gets dark."

"Yeah, it's not safe at night." Clem agreed.

Lee stood up and held Clem's hand. "Let's go. Stay close to me."

The duo left the house and Clem closed the door behind them. She began running towards the front gate as Lee followed her as best as he could with his limp. He caught up to her at the gate and saw two men trying to push a car out of the way in the street.

"Maaan… I ain't never getting home to Mama at this rate." The stockier one said as the two strangers took a break from pushing the car.

"This sucks." The other replied.

"It's hot dish night." The first one said sadly.

Lee turned to Clementine, who had a conflicted look on her face.

"What's the matter?" Lee asked.

"Should I stay?" Clem replied.

"What?"

"I don't want to sleep in the treehouse tonight, but I don't know if I should leave. What if my parents come home?" Clem inquired to Lee.

Lee responded with, "I won't leave you alone."

Clem smiled before saying, "Let's go somewhere safe that's close, okay?"

"That's a good idea." Lee replied with.

Lee stood up and the two walked out the gate towards the two men in the street.


Vince & Shel's POV

Vince was in the garage of the house he, Justin, Shel and Becca were staying in. Justin brought down a change of clothes for Vince to where, allowing him to get out of his prisoner outfit. He was now wearing a grey shirt, red hoodie and blue jeans.

Vince was working on a car he and Shel found while exploring the place. It was a white sedan with five seats, two in the front and three in the back. It was a lucky find, but unfortunately, he wasn't lucky enough to fin the keys to the car. 'Wouldn't that be great?' He thought. Vince had spent the last half and hour trying to open the car door with a knife (he remembered to disconnect that car alarm from the battery as he did so) and was now trying to hotwire the car.

Shel was standing by the door as Becca helped her load whatever supplies they had – which wasn't a whole lot to be honest – into the sedan as they were preparing to leave. Shel was still a little wary of Justin trying to hurt her, but he was busy action as a lookout for the group, plus he was in both sight and earshot of Shel, so she'd knew if he tried something.

"Having any luck there Vince?" She asked as he fiddled with the wires.

"I don't know, kinda? I'm trying to remember how to do this?" He responded.

"So how do you know how to do this? Did you steal cars before being arrested?" Shel asked in a joking manner.

"If I was don't you think we'd be out of here by now?" Vince replied, playing along with the joke.

"Hey, I never said you were a good one." She quipped back, causing Becca to laugh as she handed Shel another handful of food.

Becca had seemed to be starting to go back to her default self, but Vince & Shel could both tell the cracks remained. Shel didn't know whether Becca would ever get over what happened today, it was a very traumatic experience. If Shel was alone, she wasn't sure she would even be recovered by now, but she had to stay strong for Becca, especially around these new strangers.

"Touché." Vince replied with, causing Shel to let out a chuckle. 'Good, I'm making jokes and helping out criminals, what as the world come to.'

Becca brought a final handful of supplies (some more cans of food and a couple of water bottles) before saying, "That's the last of it."

"Great." Vince said as he emerged from the car. "'Cause I think I finally got this thing working. How about you two finish loading up the car while I go check on Justin."

Shel nodded as Vince left the garage. She turned to Becca and asked, "Do those two seem okay to you?"

Becca shrugged. "They seem fine. I know they're criminals, but I don't think they're that bad. Besides, we might need to stick with them to survive."

"Yeah." Shel responded. "But if you see something you don't like, something suspicious, you tell me and we'll leave immediately."

"Okay." Becca responded.

Meanwhile Vince walked back to the main room and saw Justin looking through the blinds, watching the main road for anything suspicious. He was wearing a blue long sleeve shirt, a black puffer vest and black trousers. Since it was getting colder, they had all grabbed some warmer clothes from the house, most notably jackets and hoodies.

"See anything?" Vince asked Justin.

"Actually yeah." Justin replied, surprising Vince a small bit. "There's two men outside, look to be pretty young. They're trying to move a car, probably to try and clear the road."

"They look friendly?" Vince inquired.

"Hard to tell, but they don't seem that bad." Justin said looking at Vince, before looking back outside. "Hold up, there's two more people coming out."

"What do they look like?" Vince asked as Shel and Becca walked into the room.

"Well, one's another man, he looks to be older than the other two, and the other's a little girl, quite a bit younger than Becca I think."

"What're they doing now?" Shel asked, joining the conversation.

"Talking, I think. Heh, the two newcomers spooked the other two a little bit." Justin said, explaining what he saw. "They seem to be fine, maybe we should say hello?"

"What?!" Becca exclaimed.

"How can we trust them?" Shel asked.

"They could be dangerous." Vince pointed out.

"Relax guys, they have a little girl with them, they can't be that bad. And besides, you trusted us even though we're criminals." Justin said.

Vince hesitate for a moment, before saying, "Alright. We need to head out there anyway, so let's go open the garage and say hello. We have weapons if they try anything." He said, referencing the cop's shotgun and a pistol Justin found upstairs which he gave to Shel, probably in an effort to get her to trust them.

"Okay." Shel replied, but she noticed how Becca was still a little nervous.

Lee's POV

Lee walked out the gate with Clementine, approaching the two men. Surprising they didn't hear it open.

"Hey, man!" Lee shouted to the two men, causing them to turn around in fear.

"HOLY SHIT!" One of the exclaimed.

"DON'T EAT US!" The other yelled.

"We're not gonna hurt you." Lee said calmly, trying to defuse the situation.

"Phew, thought for a second you and the little one were BOTH gonna give us the chomp." The first man replied." He was thin and had short black hair.

"We're need help." Lee said.

"Are you trying to get outta here? Because you should be. Those things are all over the damn place. I haven't seen anything as gnarly as this neighborhood since downtown Atlanta, fifteen miles back." The thin man responded. "I'm Shawn, Shawn Greene."

"Lee. This is Clementine." Lee replied.

The other man – who was stockier and had long brown hair with a small amount of facial hair – knelt down to Clem's level and gave her a friendly wave.

"I'm Chet." He said. Clem smiled at his friendly greeting.

"We shouldn't be out in the open like this. How about you help us clear the way and we'll take you and your daughter out of here, and down to my family's farm. It should be safer there." Shawn said.

"I'm not her dad. I'm…" Lee began before hesitating. He decided these two were trustworthy enough, so he told them the truth. "…just some guy."

"Some guy?" Shawn asked, his eyebrow raised.

"Yeah."

"She's alone?" Shawn said, before continuing. "Let's get going. Staying put for too long is a mistake."

Lee nodded, but then he saw the garage door across from them open, and four people stepped out of it.

"Watch out!" Lee called out to Chet and Shawn.

"Relax" One of the four newcomers – a lanky man with black hair slightly longer than Shawn's said. "We're just looking to get out of this neighborhood."

"Same here." Shawn replied. "Who are you guys?"

"I'm Justin, that's Vince," Justin motioned towards an Asian man with long hair, who was holding a shotgun (put not pointing it at anyone thankfully), "Shel," motioning towards a talk woman with short brown hair holding a pistol, "and Becca," motioning towards the teen girl with them, who looked a little anxious to meet the new people.

"Alright, well I'm Shawn. This here's my buddy Chet," Chet gave a merry wave towards the group, making the teenager relax a little, "and those two over there are Lee and Clementine. Lee's just some guy who found her alone and is looking after her."

"Nice to meet you." The woman named Shel said, putting her gun in her back pocket.

"Listen, I'd ask you to help us move this car out of the way so we could all go to my dad's farm, but I don't know if my truck has enough room for all of you." Shawn said, regretfully.

"Don't worry, we've got a car of our own." Vince said as he motioned towards the garage where a white sedan sat. "We'll help you get out of the way, and then we'll follow you to your farm, that sound alright with you?"

"Fine by me." Shawn said, before looking at Lee. "You fine with that?"

Lee looked down at Clementine, who looked a little uneasy, but nodded, indicating that it was alright. "Yeah, that's alright with us."

As soon as Lee finished saying this, the group of eight could hear the moans of zombies in the background, approaching their position.

"Them monsters comin'! WE GOTTA GO!" Chet said, moving towards the car with Shawn.

"Justin, get Shell and Becca back to the car and start it up! I'll help Shawn!" Vince said to Justin, who nodded before running back to the car with the two girls in tow.

With the combined strength of Vince, Shawn, Chet and Lee, they managed to push the car blocking the road out of the way and run back to their respective vehicles, with Lee, Shawn and Clem climbing into the cab of Shawn's truck, Chet jumping in the back of said truck, and Vince climbing into the front seat of the sedan as it rolled down the driveway with his group in it.

As both vehicles sped out of the neighborhood, the monsters hot on their trail, Shawn turned to Lee and said, "For just "some guys," it seems like you've saved a lot of lives today."

As the convoy of vehicles reached the highway, Lee looked out the window to see the sun setting on this harsh new world.


A/N: Man, this chapter got long too. I swear it's not intentional, I just wanted to get this whole scene done in one chapter and not have to split it into too parts. On the bright side, since the chapter is longer, it means you guys have more content while I start working on my next chapter. That's good, right? Right?

Anyway, you no doubt noticed the second major change I've made to this story in that I had the 400 Days characters (or at least a few of them) meet up with Lee and Clem in the neighborhood. I basically changed the location of Vince's Story to the same highway Lee crashed off for this to happen. As you might have guessed, this will create some interesting dynamics with the pharmacy group once they get there, but I'm getting ahead myself there. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'll try to get the next one out as soon as possible, and make sure to leave a review of this chapter, I read all your reviews and would love any feedback on this story so I can improve as a writer.

PS: This will probably be the "Video Game" show for a while, as Rick doesn't wake up from his coma in the comic series until 1 month into the apocalypse, so he probably won't appear until what I plan to be "Episode 2" of this series. He will appear though, and when he does, he will have plenty of time dedicated to him, so just bear with this story and the video game characters for a while, I'm sure you guys won't mind though.