Author's Notes: Yes, I know it's surprising three chapters within 8 days! The second semester of school hasn't ramped up yet so expect frequent posts until it does
"Fine," Logan sighed, "I guess I'll go."
"You won't regret this," Maren said.
"Who are we even going with?" Logan asked.
"Clementine, Louis, and Aasim," Maren replied.
"Alright," Logan said.
Logan and Maren walked over to the others who were getting ready for the trip.
"So where are we going again?" Louis asked.
"We've been over this five times Louis," Clementine answered.
"I would like to know where we're going," Logan said.
"We're going back to the town we went to last time and checking out the Walmart there was a lot of stuff still there," Clementine told him.
"Why did you tell him and not me?" Louis asked.
"I haven't had to tell him five times," Clementine replied.
They set off to get the supplies in the car that Logan hotwired last time to reduce the length of their trip. The car ran out of gas right as they entered the city. Louis was driving fast to try and get the most out of the gas. They were still speeding down the street and the brakes weren't working since there wasn't any gas.
"Oh you're fucking me right now," Aasim gasped panicking.
"What the hell Louis," Clementine groaned.
"It's common sense to slow down before a car runs out of goddamn gas you fucking moron!" Logan yelled.
The end of the street was rapidly approaching. In a last ditch effort to not crash Louis took a sharp turn which failed horribly and flipped the car over.
Clementine pulled herself out of the car and got up.
"Is everyone alive?" Clementine asked.
"More or less," Aasim groaned, getting up.
"That was the worst car ride I've ever been on and I went on a ride with Carl Grimes once," Logan coughed, "Oh yeah I forgot you guys don't know him."
"Shit," Louis moaned, "The car is totally fucked."
They saw that Louis was literally unaffected by the crash. Maren was also untouched by the crash despite being in the big trunk.
"This is a very poor trip so far," Aasim muttered.
"The Walmart is just down the street, we're almost there," Clementine said.
"We need to go before walkers show up. That crash was still somewhat loud," Logan said.
"Agreed," Clementine replied.
They set off to Walmart and had Louis and Maren kill the walkers since everyone wasn't at one hundred percent because of the car crash.
"Damn what the hell is this shit?" Louis asked looking at the stuff blocking the door.
"The ceiling wasn't in that good of a shape last time we were here it probably gave out and collapsed.
"Well that's just peachy," Maren mumbled.
"Logan! Aasim! Come give me a hand with this," Louis said.
Logan walked over and helped Louis move the blockage which little did they know was placed there intentionally.
"I never thought I'd be at a Walmart again if I'm being honest," Logan grunted while pulling out the blockage, "I remember I'd get the little dogs from the vending machine thing and they'd be in those little ball container things. Damn seeing that and getting nostalgia would be nice."
"Damn it Logan pull," Louis groaned, "Same goes for you Aasim."
"I'm the one with an injured arm so stop bitching at me," Logan shouted.
"Just a little bit more!" Aasim panted.
The blockage came out making them stumble back. They could see the room with empty and scattered shopping carts and beyond that they could see the isles.
They walked inside and chuckled.
"Thought you said this place was a shitshow!" Louis chuckled, "This is actually really organized for the most part."
"It's different than last time people must have been here," Aasim said.
"Oh stop being paranoid," Louis chuckled, "I don't even hear walkers groaning!"
Tranq darts flew out of the darkness and hit Maren, Louis, and Aasim. They collapsed after a few seconds leaving Logan and Clementine shocked.
"Get on the ground!" a voice called.
Several people came out of the darkness with guns pointed at them. There was one with light skin, wavy brown hair, and a pistol, a pasty white guy with a baseball hat holding a shotgun, some dude with black hair and a brown jacket that held a hammer.
"Get on the ground if you know what's good for you," the dude with black hair said.
"Easy it doesn't have to be like this we're chill," Logan said trying to defuse things.
The girl just stood there silently aiming her pistol with her eyes set dead set on them.
"Last warning, stand down," the man with the baseball cap said.