Hello! This chapter is short by about one 150 words. Sorry bout dat ne lovelies. I'm alsoi not to proud with it. I feel it's a bit OOC :'( let's just call it a filler. I've also been a bit depressed these past few days so I've been having some mental breakdowns. Sorry :'( I'm complaining now.

Attention: before I forget, I just wanted to let you know that I'm looking (Without success) for a new cover for this. So if it changes don't be surprised. That is all.

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ONTO THE STURY!

My hunched upper body automatically turned to the direction of the sound. There was another gunshot, and one more. The sound came from outside. Kenny and Luke are the only ones out there. What the hell are they firing guns for?! I turned my body once again to see a fearful Sarah. Growing afraid myself, I took the older girls hand and I dashed the both of us upstairs. She asked multiple questions while our small feet went up the steps. everyone else was investigating the reason for the noise. Except for Nick, who was the person I was trying to find, and Pete who ever so carelessly was kept on the couch.

"What's going on?" The raven haired girl asked and I saw a shake take over her body, "What was that sound?"

Finally reaching the top, I let go of Sarah's hand and kept an eye out for Nick, "I don't know!"

"Did they run into any of the dead things?" she asked yet another question despite my previous answer.

Instead of repeating myself, I simply shushed her and looked around for my father figure. I'm sure that my reaction scared her, but I'm not to concerned for that right this moment. I heard a small whimper escape between her lips. I turned my head in order to offer her a warm smile and a caring glimpse. However, this did not help things. She was still afraid and probably wondering where dad is. Knowing that she would need physical comfort, I took my right hand and placed it in her left one. Her hands trembled, but she finally smiled back at me.

"Nick?" I called, looking ahead, "Nick?"

"Clem?" Our door room opened and he looked at the two of us. He looked at our intertwined hands before crouching down to our height, "I heard a gunshot outside. Everything alright?"

"I don't know!" I whispered sharply, "I came straight to you."

"Good girl," He praised, "I'm going to go find-"

He never got to finish that sentence. A scream came from downstairs. Whether it was curiosity or stupidity, we all crouched down and hid behind the wooden border that outlined the upstairs and crouched behind it. The scream came from Pete, who was now sitting as best as he possibly could with his hand bound. I looked around and noticed everyone had their wrists tied. Kneeling. Everyone but Luke and Kenny, Rebecca and Alvin. taking another good look, a flash of red. Hair? Bonnie?

My eyes kept scattering around. I recognized a few of these people. Is that Hank? Robert? I kept looking about. Soon enough, my eyes landed of the very person they didn't want to see. Carver.

The man walked to the middle of the lodge and shouted, "Rebecca! There's no use in hiding! I know you're here. And Alvin. And our sweet, little Clementine."

At those words my heart started to pound a bit faster and started to hit my chest. Sarah's breathing hitched, her chest going up and down as her breaths became frantic and full of panic. I gave her hand a small, comforting squeeze. I looked at Nick with golden colored irises. And he looked back at me with his sparkling blue ones.

Growing impatient, Carver had put on an annoyed look and marched up to Carlos. He mumbled something that I couldn't hear and pushed Carlos back to the center of the room. He delivered a swift punch to the doctors midsection and he grunted in pain. Falling to his knees, he coughed. Sarah's brown eyes widened and she was about to scream out for him, but I quickly placed a hand over her mouth and used my whole body to hold her down.

Carver continued to beat on Carlos. A bit of blood coming out here and there. Eventually, I wasn't able to hold Sarah back anymore. She had managed to free herself form my smaller grasp and she screamed out for her dad as she ran downstairs and extended her arms to hug him. She was about to reach the one who had taken care of her for so long, but Troy and caught her and he held her back while Carver continued to hurt Carlos.

"DAD!" Sarah sobbed, trying to pull her arms away from Troy.

Troy struggled, but having been stronger then me he was able to hold her back, "Stop squirming you little bitch!"

"DADDY!" Sarah cried louder.

I bit my bottom lip. I know this really isn't the time for this, but I had to cough. Suddenly so many racked my body. I was able to muffle the first couple, but eventually they all got to me. Raspy, sick-like coughs escaped my throat. I knew they could hear them, my position was useless.

"Hey boss," I heard Hank, "You hear that?"

"Sure do," Carver responded.

I took a deep breath, I heard footsteps creak the floor. Biting my bottom lip again, I turned to Nick and sharply whispered, "Go find Luke. We'll see you at Howe's."

Before he could protest or physically restrain me from doing anything, I shot up with a frown on my face and lifted my hands in surrender. I began to walk down the stairs. When I was down, Bonnie tied my hands behind my back and made me kneel with my friends. Not long after, Rebecca and Alvin had surrendered as well. Carver had released Carlos. I resisted the urge to look at where Nick should be. Thankfully, no one was any wider about his presence.

"So where's Luke?" Carver's voice bellowed, "Finally cut and run, huh? I warned you not to follow him! Now look where he's led you." He looked around, "And where's Nick? He went with him, didn't he?"

There was a small piece of beautiful silence. But a gunshot was heard and suddenly one of Carver's men fell dead. Robert, I think his name was. A small cry from Sarah and several gasps filled the room. Getting angry face from Carver, he marched up to Pete, grabbing him by the collar. Pete used his only leg to try and get away, but his attempt was useless.

"PETE! NO!" I yelled before Carver practically threw Pete to the ground and shot the man dead before anyone could blink an eye.

I flinched at the sound as light tears filled my eyes. I was surprised Nick hadn't just shot straight up in an attempt to save him. Sarah was starting to beg Carver to stop this and Carlos had been whispering something to her.

"That's for our man!" Carver yelled, his face toward where the shot had come from. In response, another bullet had whizzed past him, hitting to wooden pole by him. Once again, Carver had marched up to another of my friends. This time, it was Alvin. He mumbled something I couldn't hear and threw the big man across the room. Rebecca started yelling for the man she loved and tried to reach out for him.

The glass shattered for the third time as another shot was fired. This one hit Carver. He coat wearing man had hit the floor, and for the briefest of seconds, I had believed him to be dead. I was proven wrong when he stood his upper body up and put a bullet right through Alvin's eyes. Rebecca had joined Sarah in her sobbing and fell to her knees. Letting out an annoyed huff, Carver grabbed Sarita next.

That did it. In walked Kenny and he had his hands up. Carver put on an evil smirk and narrowed his eyes at us.

"C'mon!" He declared as Bonnie and Troy started to collect us, "We're going home!"

Shit. A tear rolled down my cheek as I took a look at Pete's body. Nick is going to be heartbroken. With any luck, he'll find Luke and they'll come for us. They wont just leave us there. I know that. Being there isn't any better then being in a prison. And the jailer was none other then the son of a bitch standing in front of us.

"As a family."

ANNNNNDDDD We are doen with episode two! The survivors were Walter and Mathew.

RIP Pete.

PIP Alvin.

I know I know, "YOU FUCKING KILLLED PETE! FUCK! WHY?!"

You'll see...

BATMAN OUT! ;) (Runs away and tries to avoid gunshots)