Reviewer response-

CRed1988:I like it. I wonder will Clementine save her babysitter Sandra?

Me: Thank you for reviewing. It is possible that she could, but improbable.

Donald Trump: I hope you do more with this story. Given Clem's current age it might be best if you have her go the pretend psychic route. She can not really do much until she has more muscle.

Me: Thank you for reviewing, but I don't plan to do that because this Clementine isn't one to reveal something as Important as that.

Worker72:Another attempt at Re:Zero Clem. Well I wish you luck but I am not banking on it ever going that far. People always get bored and move on to another project before to long. I expect you will be no different. Most of them do not even reach Savannah.

Me: Thank you for the review. I've watched Re:Zero however this is not an attempt to do something like that. This is a hard restart. I am not at all trying to give Clementine infinite lives. The only simillarities that you'll see is at she holds knowledge from the future. She is above trying to kill herself to find out if she has some crazy power.

undyingrage98489: I am begging you to continue this story and finish it. I love this idea, and have been contemplating making one myself, but could never find the motivation.

Me: Thank you and don't worry, I don't have any plans on stopping as of now. Updates might slow down because of school.

Guest: Read the description and was interested. Then saw you didn't even get to that part. I'm very interested, as I've seen a doc about clem and lee coming back into their bodies at the early stage of the apocolapse. My only critism is that you make the chapters longer. You dont have to rush things, just make them long and good, and people will like it.

Me: A special thanks for you because of your constructive critism. I do plan to write at least 2K words for each chapter. The prologue is an exception because I had just wanted to get it out of the way first. I'm also glad that I was able to interest you because I worked hard on the summary to make sure it was interesting.

AN: Hello everyone, in this chapter you will clearly be able to see how much Clem's thinking changed from her troubles.

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It was dark.

Clementine was certain that she was dead. Her was brain scrambled after she pulled the trigger. So why was it that she could still think clearly? Was this the afterlife? If that was the case then it was disappointing. Being unable to speak, hear, or see anything. Would she sit her in this limbo until she went insane? To think ,and think ,and think until she couldn't any longer?

Why couldn't she finally be at peace with Lee and everyone else?

Why...?

Before she could sink further in her negative thoughts, a small light appeared in her vision. The light began to expand and competely fill her sight.

For a moment all she saw was milk white that stuck in her vison before it slowly began to clear up. She was welcomed to the sight of a window with sunlight beaming through the curtains. She winced at the brightness, and put her hand infront of her face to shield her eyes from its intensity. When she did that she noticed something.

Were her hands always this tiny?

Clementine sat up and realised that it was her old room.

She looked around to confirm it. She was right it was her own room from all that time ago.

Could it be...that everything was a bad dream?

No, everything that happened was all to real for it to be a dream.

So what was this?

She got out of the bed and walked over to the window. She was too short to see out it properly so she stood on her tippy toes, and what she made her freeze.

"No walkers?" There wasn't much to see but a guy that was washing his car. The guy noticed her staring so he waved awkwardly at her.

In response she waved back and left the window.

Was this the afterlife or was she in world where walkers didn't exist?

She opened the room door and rushed down the hallway before she crashed right into something.

Clementine fell on her butt and muttered

"Ouch"

"Oh crap, are you okay Clementine?" She looked up and saw her babysitter Sandra crouched down, looking at her worriedly.

"...I'm fine" inspecting her closely.

Sandra noticed this and asked.

"Is something on my face?"

Clementine simply shook her head in response and picked herself up. She was going to stroll past by her but was stopped when Sandra put a hand on her shoulder.

"You stayed up late last night didn't you?" she said acussingly.

Clementine stayed slient.

Sandra took this as an admittance of guilt and sighed.

"I knew it. I was going to wake you earlier but I thought you needed some more sleep."

"Thank you."

"But don't think I'm letting you off the hook. You're going to bed extra early tonight." She said sternly.

Clementine pretended to be saddened by this and looked down at her feet.

After a few seconds she heard a bark of laughter come from her babysitter.

"I'm only kidding kiddo."Sandra said.

Clementine looked at her with faux surprise in her eyes.

"Really?"

"Yes really." She ruffled Clementine's curly hair.

"I'm going to take a nap. Your lunch is in the microwave, you remember to use it right."

"Mhm." Clementine nodded.

"Okay, I'll be up in about an hour. If you're hungry I'll make you something else to eat" And with that Sandra left her alone in the hallway.

Clementine went into the kitten and opened the microwave to see a peanut butter and jelly sandwich sitting on a plate.

She took it out and made her way to the dining table. She sat down and started eating slowly, processing what was happening.

Was she simply sent back into the past?

Regardless, she needed to prepare for the possibility of the dead rising again.

If it did happen would she meet Lee again?

She smiled at the prospect of that. But what if he wasn't in the cop car this time around? What if she had to push on her own?

She shook her head, there was no need to have those thoughts clouding her judement. She told herself Lee would show up again.

But before then she had to prepare for the up coming disaster.

Would she try to save Sandra?

Probably not. She was nice but Clementine didn't care much for her. If she had other use for her maybe. But as of now no.

She finished eating and thought about her plan. Right now she need to get supplies.

Her mother was a doctor and she always had a first aid kit at the house. She would definitely need that so she would go and get that eventually. She didn't know where it was at so it would probably take some time to find. Although she was fairly certain that it was in her parents room some where.

Her father was an engineer and she where he kept his tools. She would go take a look to see if it there is anything she needs, besides a hammer. Her father also owned a gun ,but it was inside of a coded safe and she had no clue what the passcode was. So she might as well not even think about that now.

The most safest thing that she could do as of now is to get some of the canned in the cabinets. She went to her from and found her school backpack and her hat. She had picked it up from the floor and inspected it. It looked a whole lot nicer now then it was from before. She put it on to continue on with her business.

She went to the kitchen and started looking around for canned goods. She opened a couple cupboards and saw lots of food. She stuffed her backpack with about 15 of them. She went into the backyard and emptied he bag's contents into the tree house. Clementine repeated this process 2 times before She decided to stop because she didn't know when Sandra would wake up.

She wasn't going to risk getting caught because Sandra decided to wake up 20 earlier from her nap. Of course there was the possiblity for her to get up later then she in tended to ,but Clementine's cautious mind decided against it.

Better safe than sorry.

With the remainder of her time she went into her parents room to look for the first aid kit. While she was looking, she found the small gun safe sitting on the floor in the closet. She payed it no mind because she had no idea what the passcode was and she didn't plan on wasting time.

After looking for about 8 minutes she found it under the sink in the bathroom. She was ready to leave the room and put the first aid underneath her bed.

But as she approached the bedroom door heard a voice.

"Clementine?" Sandra's muffled voice called for her. Judging by how it sounded, she was calling from the living. She must have expected her to be there after she woke up.

She called again but this time it was much closer. Clementine kicked the first aid kit under the bed before hoping into the bed herself. She turned her face the opposite direction of the door and held a pillow against her cheek.

A few seconds later the door opened with a soft creak.

Sandra looked at the little girl's small frame in her parents bed.

"Clementine?"

Clementine didn't respond but she pulled one of the pillows closer to herself.

Sandra walk over to her and sat down next to the girl.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, putting her hand on her shoulder.

Clementine stayed silent for a few second before she muttered. "I miss them..." She griping the pillow a little tighter.

"It's okay they'll be back soon."

"When?"

It was Sandra turn to be quiet because Clementine's parents, Diana and Ed, were supposed to be here 3 days ago.

"Next week." She didn't actually know but she didn't want the sweet little girl to start crying.

Clementine seemed to relax to that.

"Do you wanna watch T.V? Your favorite show is on."

"In a little bit." Sandra noticed the sadness in the girl's voice so she decided not press on.

"Okay, I'll set everything up for you. Come when you are ready." Sadra said as she got up from the bed and left Clementine alone in the room.

Clementine waited until she heard the door close before she rose from her laying position.

'That was surprisingly easy.' She guessed it was a benefit of being a kid. Having an adorable face and a cute, innocent voice to match was a great combonation.

She waited about five minutes before the opened the room door and took a peek down the hallway. She heard the kitchen sink running and assumed that Sandra was washing the dishes.

Clementine moving swiftly grabbed the first aid kit from underneath the bed and went to her room. Once she was inside she put the first aid kit underneath her bed.

Today was a good start for her.

-Chapter 1 end-