The Walking Dead: Clementine and a dog named Sam
Chapter 2: déjà vu
Sorry this chapter took a really long time to publish. I have been busy with college, trying to earn a job, trying to prepare for driving tests and so on. But I did play "A house divided", and truth be told, I was shocked Kenny had survived. Anyway, as usual, I have talked too much. Enjoy the chapter, folks.
The next morning, Clementine, Sam, and her new friend Pete were all walking down to the river stream where Pete claimed he had set up fish traps, and wanted to go and see if he caught some for breakfast. Nick had also agreed to come along, but at the moment, he stopped to take a piss while the others continued.
Clementine only tagged along because she wanted to prove to the group she can be useful despite her age, and she only brought Sam for exercise, and Clementine thought he could be useful with his senses.
While they were walking, Clementine picked up the pace a little to catch up with Pete as they continued walking. "So, how far are these fish traps of yours?" she asked, trying to make conversation between them.
"It ain't much further." Pete answered, looking towards Clementine, who was looking at his rifle with curiosity. "Hey, I'm just wondering, did anyone ever teach you how to shoot?"
"My friend Lee taught me." Clementine answered. "But only a pistol. We never got the chance to use a rifle."
"Well, that is a good thing I suppose." Pete replied, turning sideways to walk through a gap between a barb wire fences. "With your size, this rifle would properly knock you on your ass."
Clementine followed him through the gap, but it was much easier for her to get through due to her size or course. She did have to admit, being a little girl still had its advantages. Sam followed her through the gap, too, easily getting through.
"You told me you were eleven, right?" Pete inquired, getting a slight nod from Clementine in a reply while they continued walking through the forest. "I think Nick was around your age the first time I took him hunting. We came across this beautiful thirteen-point buck just standing there."
Pete paused for a second as he stopped in his tracks and aimed the rifle in a random direction. "The boy takes the rifle...He lines up the shot just like I taught him. He was about to shoot, but then I heard him start whining. He looks at me and says "I can't do it. I can't shoot it, Uncle Pete. Please don't make me shoot it"."
"Awww, that's sad." Clementine admitted, feeling somewhat sympathy for Nick.
"Hey!"
Clementine and Pete turned back towards the direction they came from where Nick came running towards them to catch up with the same rifle as his uncle held in his hands. "How come you didn't wait for me?"
"You want us standing around while you piss on a tree? You know where the river is, boy." Pete answered, acting like a father figure to his nephew as he was turning back towards the river stream while continuing his story to Clementine. "Anyway, so I go to grab the gun out of hand before the buck gets away when BANG! The gun fires, they boy nearly gun shot me. And of course the buck got away."
Nick knew full fact that his uncle was talking about him, and that little incident that happened when he was kid. He did not like to be embarrassed like this so he spoke up, interrupting Pete's story. "Why are you going and telling her this shit for?"
"Why not?" Pete inquired, stopping in his tracks yet again as he looked towards Nick. "Just passing the time with bit of a story. Seems normal to me."
"Why are you always giving me a hard time?" Nick inquired, always feeling like his Uncle always tried to hurt him in any way possible.
"Because you always giving everyone else a hard time." Pete quickly responded, glaring towards his nephew as he shoved past him, cutting in front of them both. "Leaving us again, are ya?"
"I know where the fucking river is!" Nick replied, not bothering to even look back at them as he stormed away.
Pete had to admit he was getting kind of annoyed with Nick's childish behaviour, but he shrugged it off for now as he, Clementine and Sam continued their walk towards the river. "Anyway, I found that same buck a little while later and brought it back home to eat. Nick didn't speak to me for weeks."
"Why is Nick always angry?" Clementine inquired, suspecting Nick had a short temper like Kenny did.
"Nick's father wasn't around much, and even when he was, he was a complete asshole." Pete answered. "So I thought it was best that I bring the boy up right, and I couldn't just be nice Uncle Pete."
"Uncle Pete!"
Pete jumped slightly at the sound of his nephew calling him, and made haste to his location with Clementine and Sam running by his sides. He got to Nick at the river, and what they saw next shocked them completely.
A bunch of corpses were scattered across the entire area with bullet holes shot in them, and blood smeared across the ground.
"Holy shit!" Nick gasped, shocked about what he was even seeing.
"You think Carver could have done this?" Pete asked Nick, suspecting there was only one person who was capable of doing something like this.
"Who's Carver?" Clementine inquired, staring towards the taller men, who both remained silent as they looked around the area, and did not answer her question.
Pete took Sam with him to the other side of the river to investigate further. He stopped in the middle area for a moment where Nick was calling him back.
"Are you fucking crazy?!" Nick inquired, clutching his rifle tightly as he scanned the area for walkers or whoever did this may still be around. "We got to get out of here. I don't like this, they might come back."
"Nick, when are you going to learn the honest truth?" Pete inquired, turning in the direction towards his nephew.
"What, that you're an asshole?" Nick asked.
"That no-one's going to give a damn whenever you like something or not. You got to grow up, son." Pete answered, looking down where Clementine had joined him in the center part of the river. "Clementine, mind if I take Sam to go and look around over there for a couple of minutes?"
"Sure." Clementine replied, kneeling down to Sam where she stroked his head a couple of times. "Anything I can do to help?"
"Yeah, search those corpses for any ammo or anything useful." Pete ordered, looking over his shoulder for a moment where one of the walkers was alive with a spear impaled in his stomach. "Be careful though. Some of them are not dead-dead, if you know what I mean."
"Got it." Clementine assured, nodding her head slightly.
"You always this helpful?" Pete inquired.
"Not all the time." Clementine answered, shrugging her shoulders slightly.
"Alright then, Clementine." Pete replied, walking towards the other side of the river front with Sam walking beside him, sniffing out for anything useful.
Now that she was on her own for a moment, Clementine began observing the small area she was on where there was a couple of corpse over there too, and to make matters worse, one of them was still alive.
Despite not knowing who this person was, Clementine thought it was best if she were to put this walker out of its misery. She carefully it's corpse before she pulled out the knife she had found to open up that can.
Carefully walking towards the walker, Clementine moved back for a moment when the walker attempted to reach out and bite her for a free tasty meal, but he could not get up due to him being held down by the spear impaled in him.
Without hesitation, Clementine stabbed the knife directly into the walker's brain, killing him instantly and finally putting it out from its misery. She stood back up and brushed the knife out against her pants to get the blood off.
After he was taken care of, Clementine looked in another direction where she spotted something familiar next to one of the corpses. To confirm this, she approached the corpse and walked around him where she spotted her backpack was there! How on Earth did it get here?
Kneeling down to check everything was still there, Clementine gasped when she saw the corpse was still alive. She was even more surprised when she remembered this dying man was one of the three bandits that attacked her and Christa the night before.
"That's my backpack." Clementine said to him, not fully sure if he could understand here or not. "The woman you attacked. Where is she? Please...Tell me."
The man could not get his words out fully, but managed to point his finger to her backpack where a water bottle could be seen hanging out of her backpack. She hesitated for moment, but this may be her chance to find Christa, so she pulled out the water bottle and poured some water into his mouth where he struggled to swallow.
"Th...Thank you." he thanked, closing his eyes as his head collapsed to the ground.
Clementine was about to ask the same question for a second time until a bark, followed by a gunshot rang through the entire area, and then ended with Pete yelling. "AHH!"
Clementine jumped up where she saw Pete had just shot a walker-that could only crawl-directly in the head. He panted a couple of times while Sam continued to bark for a few seconds.
"Uncle Pete!" Nick shouted, about to run over to his Uncle to assist him.
"I'm fine! Fucker almost got me!" Pete assured, finding himself to be lucky that the walker did not have the chance to bite him. "If it weren't for Sam warning me, it might have gotten me."
Nick sighed in relief, grateful that the only member of his family was still alive. The grateful moment soon was ruined when he heard growling and snarling nearby. He swiftly turned around where walkers were approaching him on both sides. "Lurkers!"
Pete was about to assist him until he too had walkers coming on both of his sides, but lucky for him, they were quite far still. He raised his rifle to fire at the nearest one, but when pulling the trigger, the gun only responded by a click. "Dammit. I'm out of ammo!"
"Come this way!" Nick ordered, shouting more walkers from both sides. "I got ammo!"
"Dammit, get your asses over here, now! Both of you!" Pete ordered.
Clementine could only watch as both men called each other over. Who would she go to? Pete was out of ammo and needed help, and he was with Sam, too, but Nick had ammo, and he was on his own.
She looked towards both sides for a few seconds, struggling to pick who to assist in this moment of time. If Clementine did not pick one of them soon, both of them would be killed. Now she knew how Lee felt when he had to pick Carley or Doug when both of them were in trouble. It was like déjà vu.
Without thinking, Clementine ran towards Pete as fast as her legs would carry her.
"Come on! Come on!" Pete called out, waving his left hand in the air to signal both Clementine and Nick. He panicked when a walker had pushed him down against a rock. "Jesus!"
Clementine finally got towards Pete, who was holding the walker back by grabbing both its wrists and holding it back by placing his leg against its stomach.
Sam attempted to help Pete by biting the walker's leg and trying to pull it back away from it. The dog growled as he pulled as hard as he could while sinking his teeth in further.
Clementine spotted a broken piece of wood nearby that looked helpful, and it was the only thing she could think off. She grabbed the piece of wood and ran back towards Pete as she began whacking the piece of wood against the walker's wrist, desperate trying to help out.
Eventfully, Clementine whacked its wrist hard enough that it snapped off completely, and this gave Pete the strength and chance to push it back.
Pete stood back up and began running back towards Nick with Clementine and Sam by his side. He called out to Nick, who was fighting off walkers using his rifle as a melee weapon. "Nick! Hold on! NICK!"
Nick stood still for a moment when he tried to figure out what to do next. He knew his rifle was out of ammo, and there was no way to get back to Pete and Clementine. His last option was to turn around and run.
"God dammit! Nick!" Pete called out to him, but his nephew had ran out from plain sight.
"We have to go!" Clementine said, grabbing Sam's collar as they both began to run away from the walkers. "Let's go!"
Pete hesitated for a moment, not wanting to leave Nick alone, but he followed suite and ran with the young girl and her dog into the middle of the woods, desperate to outrun the walkers and get back to the cabin.
Chapter 2 has been completed my fellow readers of FanFiction. As you can see, Pete was never bitten on this chapter because Sam managed to warn him about the walker. But will they find Nick and get back to the cabin in one piece? Find out in chapter 3: a visitor.