The Walking Dead: Clementine and a dog named Sam
Chapter 8: invasion
Well, this is going to be the last chapter until Season 2 Episode 3 is released. I hope all of you enjoyed it so far, and this is by far the longest chapter I have ever written in my entire life. Hope you enjoy.
Clementine continued looking at both bench tables for a few more seconds, trying to decide who to sit with. As much as she wanted to sit with her new friends who took her in, she knew Kenny longer and had to sit by him.
She smiled as she sat down beside Walter and Matthew, and was glad to see Kenny had a happy expression across his face.
"Here you go, Clem." Walter said while pushing a bowl of the food he cooked over to her. He then placed another bowl onto the bottom of the table where Sam was sitting with his tongue out. "And here's some food for your dog."
"Thank you." Clementine thanked, watching as Sam practically devoured into his dog food, obviously starving from not eating for so long.
Luke turned around for a moment, showing a sad and disappointed expression due to Clementine not sitting with them. But nevertheless, he turned around and continued his dinner with the others.
Kenny had noticed Clementine and Luke together sometimes and also noticed him looking towards her when she sat down, and this caused him to ask a question to her: "So, Clem we were just talking...What's the deal with the kid? What's his name...Luke? He in charge? You trust him?"
Sarita looked towards Clementine and noticed she felt a little uncomfortable with this question. "Kenny, please."
"Sarita, we don't know these folks." Kenny explained, still showing a little distrust towards them.
"They seem nice." Sarita reminded him.
"Yeah, well, gators seem nice too, until they bite your damn arm off." Kenny clashed, grinning slightly as he tried to make another joke like earlier.
"Kenny!" Sarita sighed.
Clementine looked back towards Luke for a moment while the two were talking. She liked Luke. He was her friend, he was one of the two who found her and brought her back to the cabin, and he even acted like a brotherly figure to her sometimes. "I like him. He's a good guy."
"Would you trust him with your life?" Kenny inquired, trying to talk quiet so the others did not hear him.
"I think so." Clementine admitted, arching both her eyebrows up when she was speaking.
Kenny nodded slightly in agreement, knowing that Clementine would never lie to him or anyone else. He looked back over towards the other group, keeping his attention focused on Alvin. "That guy...Big Al? He said you were on the run."
"Some people are after them." Clementine explained, whispering slightly as she remembered Carlos told her not to say anything about them.
"Well, you don't have to worry about that no more." Kenny assured her; excited that he finally had her back and could help raise her like she was his own daughter. "They'll go tomorrow and you and your dog can stay here."
"Absolutely." Sarita agreed, shifting her attention back over to Clementine. "Honey, you stay with us as long as you want."
"She's staying for good." Kenny added, raising his finger for a second in mid-sentence.
"If that's what she wants." Sarita replied, sensing that her boyfriend was going to get overprotective of her like a fatherly-figure.
"Of course she does." Kenny replied, speaking for Clementine as he turned his attention back towards her again for an answer. "Right, Clem?"
Clementine had to admit she did like the idea of staying with Kenny and the others, but something in her heart told her not to. Her group now treated her as part of their group, and a couple of them treating her like family, and if she was to leave them, then it would look like she did not appreciate their help. "I can't leave my friends."
"What?" Kenny asked, shocked to what she had just said to him.
"Of course you can't." Sarita agreed, placing her left upon Kenny's hand, keeping him from getting worried or angry. "They can stay too."
"No." Kenny refused.
"Honey." Sarita soothed.
The two decided to drop it for now and continue to enjoy the rest of their dinner for the rest of the evening. Before long, Walter, Matthew, and Sarita had finished their food and got up from the bench table.
Seconds after they were gone, Luke and Nick had stood up, but instead of simply leaving, they both made their way over to the other table. Luke sat down beside Kenny while Nick sat down beside Clementine.
Everyone stayed silent for a moment as Clementine had lowered her head when Luke had looked at her with a slightly sad expression. Kenny was the first to speak, and he greeted Luke in a friendly voice. "Hey there."
"Hey." Luke greeted.
"Hope you like the food." Kenny hoped, staring towards Nick, who was still eating his dinner. He was starting to think Nick had some resemblance towards him, but refused to think they were the same.
"Oh, it's great, thank you." Luke thanked.
"Peaches and beans. Great for nutrition. Not too great on the way out, thou, I tell ya." Kenny admitted, beginning to laugh towards himself after making yet another bad joke that no-one seemed to laugh, too.
Clementine looked towards him with a disgusted expression, and this caused her to lose her appetite.
Kenny finished laughing to himself and looked over to both Luke and Nick, seeing if he could remember their names correctly. "So it's Luke...and Nick. Luke and Nick. You guys sure do look like a match."
Saying this, it caused both Luke and Nick to put down their spoons, and it certainly made Nick angry, suspecting Kenny was trying to say they were a couple. "What's that supposed to mean?" Nick asked.
"I'm just saying you look like good friends, that's all." Kenny assured the duo, grinning slightly across his face.
"So what was your plan here?" Luke inquired, turning his attention away from Clementine over to Kenny. "Hold out for the winter?"
"Actually, we were thinking of moving on." Kenny admitted. "Somewhere up north. You ever heard of a place called Wellington?"
"Wellington?" Luke repeated, not being familiar with this place. "The hell is that?"
"A place." Kenny simply answered, not giving much detail about the place he just mentioned.
"What kind of place?" Luke inquired.
"A good one, Einstein." Kenny replied.
When Kenny had mentioned Wellington, it made Clementine remember back to a couple of nights ago when she and Christa were heading up that way. "Yeah. Christa and I were going there."
"Supposed to be a big camp up near Michigan." Kenny admitted.
"Michigan?" Nick repeated.
"You got a hearing problem, kid?" Kenny asked, getting slightly annoyed that he had to keep repeated himself for them both. "Yeah, Michigan. Think about it. Fresh Water, lots of land, and cold ass winters, so the walkers get slow."
"Sounds like bullshit." Nick admitted, suspecting this place sounded too good to be true.
Kenny frowned slightly, beginning to get angry with their attitudes, especially Nick. "Listen, Vanilla Ice, I don't know what your deal is, but you're more than welcome to take off in the morning."
"Well that would be just fine by me." Nick agreed.
"What's the deal with these guys, Clem?" Kenny asked Clementine, now shocked to why Clementine had chosen to stay with these sons of a bitches.
"Hey, fuck you, buddy." Nick clashed, getting sick of the older man talking about him and Luke like that.
"It's fine, Nick." Luke assured, keeping calm under the current situation as he could sense the situation was getting out of hand. "We're not staying."
"She's staying." Kenny replied, trying to say Clementine was no longer with them.
"Wh-excuse me?" Luke inquired, shocked to what he had just said about her.
"You heard me." Kenny replied.
"Please. Don't fight." Clementine begged, keeping them quiet just for a moment with the assistance of Walter.
"Gentleman, please. There's no need for this." Walter admitted, holding up a small can in his hands. He watched as they fell silent, but was still giving each other an evil look. "Now look, we have all had long day. Please, eat."
The others obeyed Walter wishes and began eating the rest of the dinner in peace, settling this little argument of theirs for now. Kenny looked over towards Clementine and requested something. "Pass me that can, Duck."
Clementine's eyes widened when Kenny had accidentally mistaken her for his son.
Kenny gasped seconds later when he had just realized what he said, showing that he was still deeply affected by his son's death. He closed his eyes as he lowered his head in sadness, seeing the image of his son being put down by Lee in his mind.
"Duck?" Luke queried, confused to who he just mentioned. "Who's Duck?"
Silence filled the air for a moment as Kenny went into depression while Nick and Luke were confused to who he had just referred to.
"Duck was his son." Clementine answered, closing her eyes as she remembered the boy who was like her best friend.
Luke and Kenny now understood what had happened, and both felt sympathy for Kenny, knowing what it was like to lose someone you cared so much about it.
Walter decided to pull Clementine away for a moment to let Kenny be alone. "Hey, Clementine. Would you, uh, lend me and Matthew a hand outside for a moment?"
Clementine agreed and stood up and followed Walter to the exit of the ski lodge. She watched as Kenny had his head lowered in sadness.
Walter escorted Clementine and Matthew outside of the ski lodge. He looked back at Clementine while they were walking slowly. "I'm sorry about that. I used to be a teacher. And I remember what it's like to be caught in the middle of two cliques." they stopped outside while Walter continued speaking. "I suspect they'll find common ground soon enough. It may take a little time, but that's just how these things work. Everything will be fine."
"He's right, Clementine." Matthew assured her, carefully scanning the area for any hostiles with his M14. "Things just take time to work out."
"Yeah, relationships are like any machine: You don't throw them out when they break down." Walter explained, speaking in a kind yet smart language to Clementine. "You get your hands dirty and you grease the wheels. What do you say? Will you help me work on them?"
"I'm leaving in the morning." Clementine admitted, hoping it would not upset the two.
"I know. I overheard." he admitted, stopping yet again for a moment to tell Clementine something. "They say the world is over, but I'll tell you a secret: it's not. People are now more political now than they ever were before. In the end, we can't change the world. All we can do is continued to learn from each other; to empathize and use our heads. "
Matthew rolled his eyeballs around for a moment, not believing how much his partner could talk without taking a breath.
""All war is a symptom of man's failure as a thinking animal." Steinbeck. Have you read him?" Walter inquired, but his happy expression changed when he noticed Clementine had a confused expression. "Well, we have plenty of time to catch you up on your reading before you go. Matthew is amassing quite the literature collection. Right, Matthew?"
"Right." Matthew agreed smiling.
"In any case the point is: as long as we have our wits about us, we can always make the right choice. Right?" Walter asked, placing both of his hands to his hips.
"It's never that easy." Clementine admitted.
"What's the matter, Clementine? Is there something you want to tell me?" Walter inquired, being able to tell there was something wrong by the expression on her face. He knelt down to her in a friendly manner to make her feel more comfortable. "You can talk to me and Matthew, Clem. There's almost nothing you could tell me that would surprise me. I can promise you that."
"I'm worried about Kenny." Clementine answered, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "He still misses his family and I'm worried he might be losing it."
"Don't worry; Kenny will be alright. Sarita will be with him and everything will be fine." Walter reassured, standing back up to full height as he beckoned for them to follow him. "Now, let's go and check out the windows while we're here before that storm hits."
The trio walked around the side of the ski lodge to check the boarded-up windows. However, as they go there, they spotted someone looking through one of their windows, and immediately, Matthew was about to aim his rifle, but Walter stopped him. "Miss?"
The woman leaned up and jumped in fear when she noticed one of them was carrying a weapon. She looked around in her middle twenties, she had long red hair that was tied back, she wore a long green t-shit with a brownish hunting vest, and to top it off, she wore blue jeans with brown boots.
"Please. Do you have any food?" she inquired, showing a sad face as she pleaded for help.
"Are you okay?" Walter inquired, immediately believing her.
"I saw the house, and...I have a family. We're starving." she explained, gesturing her left arm back towards the way she came from. "We live down there."
"Of course. Why don't you come in, miss..." he paused as he did not yet know her name.
"Bonnie." Bonnie introduced herself, keeping her sad expression across her face.
"Walt, I'm not so sure." Matthew admitted, preparing to raise his rifle just in case. "You just going to let in a stranger like that?"
"Its fine, Matthew." Walter assured him. "We just have to get to know her, right, Clem? How much damage can this poor woman do?"
"I don't think she can hurt anyone." Clementine admitted, and this caused Bonnie to smile for a moment.
"Thank you, really, but that storm will be on us soon and I got to get back to my family." Bonne replied, appreciating all they were doing for her even though they had only just met moments ago.
"I'll bring something out to you then." Walter offered.
"You don't have to do that." Bonnie declined, not wanting to seem too rude. "What about your people?"
"No, no, it's fine. " Walter assured her, taking a couple of steps back to go and get some supplies for her. "We've got plenty. You stay put. I'll be right back."
Clementine and Matthew remained silent as they dared not to take their eyes off from her, fearing she might try something. To Matthew, she was just a stranger, but to Clementine, she suspected she could be with Carver. But then again, why would Carver send only one person out here?"
"I have a little girl like you." Bonnie said, raising a smile as Clementine folded her arms together. She leaned down slightly with her hands placed to her knees. "How old are you, sweetie?"
"I'm eleven." Clementine answered, somehow being able to keep track of time.
"I would have thought older than that." Bonnie admitted, leaning back up to full height when Walter had returned, carrying a box full of food.
"Here you are, miss." Walter smiled, handing the box of food over to her.
"This is too much." Bonnie said, accepting the box into both of her hands, but at the same time, feeling a little guiltily for taking so much. "I don't really know how to thank you."
"Don't mention it." Walter assured, only asking for one favour in return. "Just help someone else down the line."
"Thank you so much." Bonnie thanked, smiling as she thought it was time to leave now. "I'll be going now."
"You stay safe." Walter told her.
"You too." Bonnie agreed.
Before long, Bonnie had eventually left them and took the supplies back down the hill for her family she claimed to have. Clementine, Walter, and Matthew began to make their way back towards the ski lodge. However, before going inside, the trio looked towards the wind turbine, and noticed it began to spin faster than usual from the storm, causing it to make a loud noise.
The trio merely watched as they stood outside of the ski lodge where everyone except for Sarah, Rebecca, and Alvin had ran outside, obviously they had heard it, too.
Kenny panicked as he looked towards the wind turbine, realizing it was going to attract unwanted attention. "The storm's got in spinning out of control. That sound's going to draw walkers. We got to shut it down, now!"
Carlos nodded as he turned his attention to Pete. "Pete, help me carry the guns."
"Guns?!" Sarita repeated, watching as they both went inside to fetch the weapons.
Clementine watched as Carlos and Pete ran as fast as they could to fetch the guns, and it only took them a matter of seconds. She was surprised slightly when Pete offered her a Glock 17 to use.
Kenny caught the Winchester Model 17 that Nick threw him, preparing to head out there as soon as possible. "That thing's a damn dinner bell."
Before long, everyone was armed with a weapon and made their way over to the wind turbine, except for Walter and Matthew, who decided to guard the ski lodge. Clementine had a Glock 17 in her back pocket, Kenny and Sarita clutched a Winchester Model 17, Carlos held a Beretta 92FS Inox with a Winchester Model 17 strapped to his back, Nick had a Glock 17, Pete was armed with a crossbow, and to top it off, Luke was armed with his machete.
The group turned their attention towards the same direction when they heard something break.
"What the hell was that?" Luke inquired.
Kenny looked back towards the ski lodge and noticed the lights had been turned off, meaning the power was gone. "Dammit. Transformers must have gone. Got to check it. I could use a hand."
"I'll go with you." Luke offered.
"I'm going, too." Sarita said.
"No. It's too dangerous." Kenny replied, not wanting to lose another loved one yet again. He turned back over to the others and gave them their orders. "Rest of you, get this thing shut down."
As Kenny and Luke departed, Sarita opened up the power box. The remaining people watched as they could see nothing but darkness in the inside of the box, unsure of what to do next. "Does anyone know how to do this?" Carlos asked, only to shrugs from everyone.
"I can do it." Clementine assured, looking up to Carlos.
"We'll watch your back." Carlos assured, raising his weapon up as he turned towards the others. "Pete, Nick, scan the trees with me."
While the others defended Clementine, she pulled out a lighter from her pocket to see inside the power box better. She spotted the rub button that must be the one to turn of the wind turbine.
"Dammit. It's too dark." Carlos admitted, just about able to see anything around the area. "We have to shut this thing down."
Clementine grabbed the key from the hook inside and placed it inside the red button. She placed the key inside and turned it, pushing down to turn it off.
The wind turbine slowly came to a halt, and the remaining group all looked up towards it, praying they shut it off in time. "Something ain't right." Nick admitted.
"Yeah." Carlos agreed.
Out from the woods, snarling and growling could be heard from a distance. The group watched in shock as walkers emerged from the trees; making their way over to the wind turbine. This sure was not going to end well for them.
"We don't have much ammunition." Carlos declared, raising his pistol up.
"We got to get back to the lodge." Nick suggested, realizing they were outnumbered. He quickly turned around when he heard footsteps from behind them. "They're behind us!"
"Everyone, stay together!" Pete ordered, firing an arrow from his cross bow.
The group stay in a circle as they began to fire their weapons in different directions, shoot whatever walkers they could see in their sights. They would have to make their weapons last, otherwise they would be using them as melee weapons.
Clementine turned back towards the ski lodge and panicked when two walkers were heading towards her. She took cover behind a tree stump and leaned up with her weapon aimed at the closest walker. The first shot she fired hit him in the shoulder, but the second one hit him in between his eyes.
She ran over to a boulder, looking back over her shoulder to see Nick firing at a walker before running away. She leaned up, and aimed her pistol towards a group of walkers. There were at least six of them, and they were all making their way towards Clementine.
Clementine fired her remaining bullets at the six walkers, managing to kill four in the process. She attempted to fire more, but found her gun did not fire and rather clicked. She took a couple of steps back as the two walkers moved in on her.
A gunshot was suddenly fired, followed by the closet walker collapsing to the ground with a sickening thud. The other one was shot too, and just in time since it was close to attacking Clementine.
Clementine looked back to see it was Carlos who had saved her.
"Run! Go!" Carlos ordered, suddenly jumped back when he felt a walker had grabbed onto him from behind. He narrowly cheated death and shot it, but it knocked off his rifle off of his back in the process, and the walker had collapsed down onto it. He did not have time to retrieve it so quickly ran away, shooting a walker before leaving. "Keep moving, get to the lodge!"
Clementine was about to follow him, but halted when a walker had emerged from behind a bulldozer. She took a couple of steps back but stopped when she felt something touch her foot. Clementine looked down to see the walker Carlos had just killed, and under it was his rifle.
Realizing it was her only hope for survival, Clementine knelt down and placed her hands upon the corpse, pushing as hard as she could, but it was not easy due to her being only a little girl with not much strength.
Eventfully, Clementine was able to push the corpse back and retrieved the rifle. She had no experience with rifles, but now was a good time to learn. She pulled the trigger, but the force of the rifle was so powerful, it knocked her down to the ground. "Ahh!"
Quick as a flash, Clementine retrieve the rifle again, but this time, remained sat down so it did not knock her again. She pulled the trigger, and this time, finally killed the walker. She tossed the rifle away and began running back to the ski lodge, realizing it would slow her down.
As Clementine was near the ski lodge, she froze in her tracks when she spotted Nick fighting with a walker, struggling to hold it back. "Nick!"
"Please help me!" Nick begged, being able to see his uncle in the corner of his eye. "Pete!"
"Nick, I'm coming!" Pete yelled; about to run over to assist him, but found he was blocked by multiple walkers. "Oh, shit!"
By the entrance to the ski lodge, Clementine spotted Matthew there with his M14 in his hands. He aimed the rifle towards Nick, but hesitated for a moment as he tried to decide if he should save him or not.
Clementine could only watch and pray that Matthew would not wait too long and let the walker bite him, or shoot Nick in revenge for almost killing him earlier.
A gunshot rang through the air, and the walker Nick was fighting with collapsed to the ground as blood burst from the inside of its face. Nick looked back over to Matthew, who gave him a slight nod, to which Nick returned.
Everyone defending the ski lodge ran towards the outside of the ski lodge, firing what ammunition they had left.
"Clem...get inside! Go!" Carlos ordered after seeing more walkers were approaching them in the distance.
Everyone firing their weapons towards the walkers up front as Clementine ran back into the ski lodge like Carlos had ordered.
When she was inside, the ski lodge was now dark without any power, making it a little difficult to see in. Clementine ran up towards the small living room where Alvin, Rebecca, Sarah, and Sam were waiting.
Sam ran towards Clementine as fast as he could, jumping up to her with his paws placed upon her chest, but she did not have to time to greet him properly in the current situation they were in.
"Clementine! Are you okay?" Rebecca inquired with a hint of worry in her voice.
Before Clementine answered her question, gunfire was heard back outside, but it did not sound like any of the guns they owned. Instead, they all sounded like automatic rifles.
"What the hell...?" Alvin said, running towards the window to investigate what was happening.
Clementine also quickly ran towards the window to see what was going on outside.
Outside, all of the attacking walkers fell down one by one as the gunfire continued to fill the air. Near the ski lodge, Carlos suddenly turned around when a walker almost got him again, but before he could fire, someone else had beaten him to it.
The last walker collapsed, and out from the woods, four figures emerged from the woods, making their way over to the ski lodge. Three of them were carrying Ak-47's, but the leader of the group was unarmed.
Carlos gasped slightly to see it was William Carver, who approached the group with his men following behind. Carver grinned as his soldiers surrounded the remaining group, who could not fight them without ammo. "Howdy, folks.
The three of Carver's soldiers surrounded Carlos, Walter, Matthew, Sarita, Luke, and Pete in a circle.
Three of Carver's men did not look familiar to them. One of them had longish brown hair with a short moustache, he looked around in his middle thirties and he wore dark green army jacket and light green army pants. As for the other one, he wore an orange beanie hat; he had longish black hair, he looked around in his early twenties, and he wore a long dark brown coat and blue jeans.
"Where's Rebecca?" Carver asked Carlos.
"Carver...!" Rebecca gasped, watching the entire thing through the window.
Carlos did not reveal her location, and instead, he spat in his face.
"It's nice to see you, too." Carver replied, wiping the spit off from his face. He curled his hand into a fist seconds later, and hit Carlos directly in his face, almost knocking him down.
"Dad!" Sarah panicked, immediately running towards the exit of the ski lodge.
"Sarah!" Rebecca gasped, but was not able to do anything to stop her.
Sarah ran outside of the ski lodge, completely ignoring the danger ahead. She embraced her father in hug, and he returned to his daughter. She hid from Carver as her father kept his arm around her.
Carver looked towards the ski lodge where Sarah had run out from and pointed his finger towards it. "Inside."
As Carver's people moved everyone inside, Walter looked towards the other soldier and was shocked to see it was someone he knew. "It's you."
Bonnie showed a sad and regretful expression on her face for a moment, but she quickly shrugged it off before any of them noticed. "Keep moving."
Inside the ski lodge, Alvin and Rebecca slowly began to make their way upstairs. Clementine gasped for a moment when Carver had made his way inside. She hid behind a couch, but panicked when Sam was not with her. "Sam...? Sam...?!" she whispered.
Clementine sighed in relief when she saw Sam making his way upstairs with Rebecca while Alvin remained at the bottom of the stairs.
Bonnie whistled as she observed the inside of the ski lodge while everyone else escorted the prisoners over to the end of the room. "Look at this place."
Near the other side of the room, Alvin gave a little signal for Clementine to keep an eye on the man with the beanie hat since he was heading her way. She nodded and carefully leaned up over the couch, keeping an eye on the man.
"You believe this fucking place, Bonnie?" he admitting, scanning the around the area for the rest of them. "Power and everything. A lot of windows, though. It's fucking huge. Bill's going to hate it. The rest of them could be anywhere."
While he was not looking, Alvin beckoned for Clementine to make her way over here now that she had the chance. Clementine quickly snuck over towards Alvin while the man was not looking her way. "How we going to cover these guys and look for them too?"
"Johnny, cover that window. Troy, cover these guys." Bonnie ordered them, turning her back to Walter when he looked her way.
Back upstairs, Clementine, Sam, Rebecca and Alvin kept crouched down as they silently discussed what to do next. Clementine peaked her head up just for a moment to see all of her friends were being forced down onto their knees, sitting in a row with their hands tied behind their backs. All except for Carlos that is.
Now that everyone was secured, Carver carefully scanned the area for Rebecca, her being the only reason he was here. He marched back over to Carlos and grabbed him by his hair, throwing him into the middle of the room. He hit him in his stomach that knocked Carlos done onto his knees.
"Dad!" Sarah gasped, unable to assist her father.
"Listen, I'm only going to ask you once. Where's Rebecca?" Carver asked, watching as Carlos coughed a couple of times while struggling to get his breath back.
Carlos still refused to tell him what he wanted to know, and looked towards his daughter, who he could tell was dramatized by all this. "Sarah, look at me. It's going to be okay."
Carver pulled Carlos up by grabbing his hair again, and grabbed his right hand and bending his middle finger back in the quick of a flash. Carlos screamed in agony as he collapsed to the ground.
"Rebecca? Rebecca, our baby deserves to be raised in a place of safety." Carver said, calling out to her as he knew she was hiding her somewhere. "I know you're out there, Rebecca. And Alvin. And Luke. And the girl. And her dog. This is real simple. You want this over quick; you all play nice and show your faces."
"Don't hurt my dad! Please!" Sarah begged, crying tears out from her eyes.
Despite Alvin being shocked by the news about the baby, he ignored it for now and got back to the situation at hand. "He'll kill him."
"No, Alvin." Rebecca replied, already knowing what he was going to do just by looking into his eyes.
"We got to go down there." Alvin suggested, showing a worried expression across his face.
"I can't do that." Rebecca refused, fearing that he would kill her husband.
"Bec...the baby...you need a doctor." Alvin reminded, needing Carlos to help deliver to the baby when it was time.
"No. Where is Luke and Kenny?" Rebecca asked, only just realizing those two were not amongst the prisoners downstairs.
"How the hell am I supposed to know?" Alvin replied.
"They're still outside." Rebecca reminded, realizing they were their only hope to get out of this. "They can help us."
"We have to help Carlos." Clementine admitted, clutching her hand onto Sam's collar when he was growling silently under his breath. "Shhhh, Sam."
"Only way to help him is to do what the man says." Alvin explained.
"What about Like and Kenny?" Rebecca repeated.
"Look at those guns." Alvin said, noticing their automatic rifles made them powerful and dangerous to take head-on. "We start shooting and people are going to do, on both sides.
Carver grabbed another one of Carlos' fingers and without hesitation; he broke it back out of place, watching as Carlos cried out in agony. "ARRRRGG!"
"DAD!" Sarah cried out, not being able to watch her father suffer like this.
"Clem can sneak out. Find Luke." Rebecca suggested, noticing the nearby open window that looked big enough for Clementine to squeeze through.
"What the hell's she going to do?" Alvin asked, unsure if Clementine could assist them much due to her being only a little girl. "And you heard him. Carver knows she's with us."
"Just stop!" Sarah begged, but her pleas were no use. "Don't hurt my dad. Please."
Alvin was unable to watch his friend suffer anymore. "We're going down there."
"He'll kill you." Rebecca said, knowing how cruel Carver would be.
"Fuck you." Carlos swore, practically begging for anyone out there to just kill him and end this tyranny. "Shoot him! Somebody just shoot hi-"
Carver grabbed the back of Carlos' hair and pulled him back while he held his knife against his neck, preparing to end this unless Rebecca came out.
Rebecca turned her attention back towards Clementine, needing her to get Luke and Kenny, now! "Clem, go get help."
"He'll kill him, Bec!" Alvin argued.
"He'll do it anyway!" Rebecca clashed, thinking there was nothing they could do now to help him.
"You don't know that." Alvin countered.
"Say goodbye, Carlos." Carver said, preparing to slice his throat upon so he would suffer before dying.
"Don't look, sweetie." Carlos said to his daughter, not wanting her to witness what was going to happen next. "Don't look."
"Dad!" Sarah said, stuttering slightly as she could not take her eyes away no matter how hard she tried.
Clementine looked back at both Rebecca and Alvin while they were arguing about what to do. She had to get help; otherwise Kenny and Luke might return and run into a trap. "I'll find Luke and Kenny. Stay here."
"Goddammit." Alvin sighed, fearing they had just made a huge mistake.
Carver pulled Carlos back further as he did not yet kill him, but that did not mean he was going to spare him. "You never listen." he mumbled.
Alvin opened up a small window for Clementine to go through and although he did not agree with this plan, he decided to help out the best he could. "Hurry."
"Let's see if I can get your attention." Carver said, beginning to torture Carlos further until he coaxed Rebecca out of hiding.
Clementine jumped down out from the window and quietly began to make her way around the cabin. She peaked through one of the boarded up windows and cringed as she witness Carver hitting Carlos and hearing Sarah sob in sadness.
She leaned back up and carefully made her way around the ski lodge. She leaned around the corner of the building and was happy to see Kenny in some kind of booth, aiming his rifle towards the ski lodge. Luke, however, was not present with him.
"Clem!" Kenny called to her in a yelling whisper.
Clementine began to make her way over to him but suddenly froze when she could see the man known as Johnny had walked over to the large windows, and she quickly reacted by leaning back as much as she could.
Fortunately, he did not see her and turned back around from the window, and began complaining about the weather. "Goddamn it's dark. I can't see a fucking thing."
Clementine finally made it to the other side of the ski lodge, and looked back for a moment when she heard Carlos crying out in pain as Carver continued to torture him more. She quickly ran over towards Kenny, who stood up for a moment to greet her. "You alright?"
"Where's Luke?" Clementine inquired, noticing he was not here or anywhere to be seen.
"Hell, I don't know." Kenny admitted, getting back into his sniping position. "He was wining about something or other, so I told him to take a hike."
The two looked back over into the ski lodge when Carlos' screaming had stopped. Did Carver finally put him out of his misery? Inside, Rebecca and Alvin had finally surrounded themselves to Carver, unable to be responsible for Carlos's torture any longer.
"Bill, stop!" Rebecca pleaded, standing up so he could see her.
"Ah. " Carver grinned, shoving Carlos down as his daughter cried out in sadness. He walked over to Rebecca after she, Alvin, and Sam had made their way downstairs and over to them, and raised a smile as he placed his hand to the side of her face. "You alright?"
"Fuck you, Bill." Rebecca swore.
"You don't want to do this." Walter begged. "Please, let those people go."
"Just, shut up." Bonnie ordered as she made her way over to Carlos and tied his hands behind his back and forced him down onto his knees with others.
Carver looked back down where he saw Sam barking towards in anger. He merely frowned as he kicked Sam in the face when he got close, knocking him back. He marched back over to the dog and kicked him over, knocking him unconscious.
"Sam!" Clementine whispered, panicking for the fear of her dog.
"I ain't wasting a bullet on a dog." Carver admitting, kicking Sam over yet again as he marched back over to the others. "Everything under control?" he asked Bonnie. "Let's just get our people home, alright?"
"Looks like they got everyone. Who are these guys? Can we take them?" Kenny inquired, leaning down while closing one of his eyes to get a better aim. He whispered as he aimed at Johnny in his sights. "I've got a pretty clear shot on the one...Just a little bit to the left, you son of a bitch. That's right."
"I don't know. Maybe we should find Luke." Clementine suggested, drying a tear from her eye as the sight of Sam being beaten like that hurt her.
Kenny did not take her idea into thought and aimed his rifle towards the window. He pulled the trigger without hesitation of killing a stranger, and he managed to hit Johnny directly in his face. "Got him." he smiled, praising himself as Clementine merely gasped.
"Kenny!" Sarita gasped.
"Don't move!" Bonnie ordered as she and Troy took cover behind wooden support beams while carefully looking towards the window, but found they could not see Johnny's assassin anywhere. "I can't see him."
"Watch them." Carver ordered while he frowned as he marched over towards the prisoners with his Python holstered. He picked up Walter, forcing him to stand up and placing his arm around his neck. He pushed Walter down onto his knees, aiming his gun near the back of his head.
Walter, knowing it was his time, looked towards a photo of him and Matthew together nearby. He leaned up slightly and talked a little faster than he would. "Matthew, I want you to know-"
Before he could finish, Carver had shot a bullet directly into the side of his head, killing him in exchange for Kenny killing one of his own men.
"WALER!" Matthew screamed, crying heavily out from his eyes after just witnessing his partner's death.
"No!" Carlos yelled as his daughter beside him cried heavily.
"Walt!" Kenny gasped, slightly regretting what he had just done. He aimed again at the ski lodge, trying to get a clean on shot on Carver as he knew he was the leader of this little group.
"Oh, my god." Clementine gasped.
"That's for our man." Carver explained, taking cover behind a wooden support beam with his python raised. "Now, I didn't want to do this, but you ain't leaving me much choice. So here's what's going to happen. I'm going to march another one of your friends out here and I'm going to put a bullet in the back of their head. Or you can give up now. Your choice."
The only response Carver got was another shot by Kenny that hit the wooden support beam he was taking cover behind.
"Motherfucker!" Kenny growled, cocking his rifle back and firing another shot that hit the same support beam.
Carver merely flinched a little in response as he made his way over to the other prisoners, preparing to take one more of them hostage.
Clementine realized he was not going to be able to get another shot from his position, and she spotted another covering position he could use. "Kenny, over there!"
The two ran over to where Clementine was pointing and jumped into the small circle that was surrounded by a metal fence for cover.
"Hi, Alvin." Carver greeted, forcing Alvin to stand onto his feet as he leaded him over towards the window.
"You motherfucker!" Alvin groaned, unable to do anything as he was taken hostage.
"Alvin!" Carlos gasped, assuming that Carver was going to kill Alvin straight away so he could have Rebecca to himself.
"Bill, no!" Rebecca begged, attempting to stop him from using her husband as a hostage, but was held back by Troy. "Tell him to stop. Kenny, stop!"
Carver spoke to Alvin as he kept one hand on his shoulder while keeping his gun to the side of his face. He criticized him for once murdering a close friend of his. "Do you remember George, Alvin? You see, I do. I remember a guy that was your friend named George. I remember when you murdered him in cold blood. And why? Because you didn't like me? You could have lodged a complaint. You could have-You could have been civil."
"Alvin!" Clementine gasped, seeing Carver force Alvin over towards the window where Johnny had been shot; unaware that Kenny had changed position.
"Damn. It's a tough shot." Kenny admitted, trying to get a good aim on him without hitting Alvin. He asked Clementine for advice since she was quite smart in situations like this. "What do you think?...CLEM? I got a shot!"
"Bill, NO! We'll do whatever you want!" Rebecca panicked, not wanting her husband to die.
"I love you, Bec." Alvin said, turning his head around to see his wife one last time.
"BILL! PLEASE!" Rebecca begged.
Clementine did not want anyone else to die and grabbed Kenny's rifle and pulled out away from the window
Kenny watched with an annoyed face as he had almost pulled the trigger when she moved the gun. "The hell are you doing?!"
"He'll kill him!" Clementine explained like it was obvious to why she had just done that.
"We can't just give up!" Kenny declined, refusing to go out without a fight.
"Kenny. He'll just keep doing this. Think about Sarita." Clementine replied, trying to show a serious face to he would not make any more mistakes.
Kenny's expression changed into a sad one as the thought of losing Sarita raced around his mind. He already lost Katjaa and Duck, and losing someone else he failed to protect may just do him in. "We're coming out!" he declared, tossing his rifle aside.
The two surrounded and walked towards the ski lodge entrance where Bonnie was waiting for them. She kicked the door opened and aimed her AK-47 at them. "Let's go."
Clementine and Kenny were tied up and forced down onto their knees with the rest of the group. Now that they were captured, Carver was still smart enough to notice someone was missing.
"Where's Luke?" Carver inquired, pacing up and down with his hands placed to his hips. He did not get an answer from anyone, and assumed he had run away. "Finally cut and run, huh? Why am I not surprised? I warned you. I wanted you not to follow him. And look where he has led you. ..But you're safe now. We're going home. As a family." he began walked towards Rebecca while speaking. "
Carver walked over to the exit of the ski lodge while the remaining survivors gazed upon. He ordered his people to take them with him, including Sam. "Alright. Round them up. Get the dog, too. We're heading back to camp."
Each of the prisoners were forced onto their feet, one-by-one. Clementine was the last one to still be there. She watched in sadness for a moment before Bonnie forced her onto her feet, placing her with the others as they began escort everyone back to their camp. And it sure was going to be a long way back.
Well, everyone I hope you enjoy this mid-story final. "The Walking Dead: Clementine and a dog named Sam" will be continued as soon as Episode 3 has been released and once I play through it. In case you did not notice, I combined the dialogue from both endings where you surrender to Carver and go to find Kenny.
Well, I hope you all enjoyed it, and stay tuned for chapter 9.