Hello readers. I have returned from my long journey in space (aka I didn't feel like writing). I would like to thank the one person who left a review, Micidonalboss, and anyone who read the story. I also remembered that Mark died at the Dairy, but in my story he's here and fine. Once again, I do not own Telltale Games or The Walking Dead.
Clementine sat along in the darkness. It had been almost ten minutes since the first gunshots had started, and Lee had ushered her into this room. The gunshots still continued at the same pace, drilling into the walls of the Motor Inn. The last time she had looked out the window, Mark had been dragged behind cover and Katjaa had been tending to him, but there was no sight of the rest of her friends. Lilly could be heard shouting commands to the group and directing their fire. Slowly, the gunshots began to die down. Either the other group was dead or out of bullets. Either one was fine in Clementine's mind. After all, they had shot first.
A noise in the doorway caught her attention, and she turned to face the door. It swung open revealing a panting Lee. He began to speak.
"Hey Clem. You holding up in here?" She answered with a slight nod. Lee caught his breath for a second before continuing. "You can come out now. I think the other people are gone." Lilly shouted something that Clementine did not catch, and another gunshot rang out. Looking back at the door, she noticed Lee was gone. She grabbed her hat off the floor and stood up. Walking out, the first thing she noticed was the state of the RV. It was smoking and looked like Swiss Cheese with the amount of bullet holes in it. That's a shame. Kenny put a lot of time into fixing it. Looking around, she also noticed that Mark had been moved his previous position was nowhere to be found. Lee came around the RV and noticed her.
"Hey Clementine, do you want to see Mark? Katjaa pulled the arrow out of his leg and stopped the bleeding." She nodded and followed Lee into a room that looked relatively undamaged. Mark was lying on the bed, and the sheets were stained with old blood. Katjaa was sitting nearby, and looked up when they came in. "Hello Clementine. Did you come to see Mark?" Clementine nodded and decided to speak. "Is he okay? What happened?" Katjaa looked at Lee, who nodded. "Well Clementine, some raiders attacked us, and one of them shot Mark with a crossbow." Clementine had no idea what a crossbow was, but it sounded serious. She decided to ask the obvious question. "Will he be okay?" Once again, Katjaa looked at Lee. He nodded again. "Well Clementine...we don't know. He's unconscious right now and he lost a lot of blood." Once again, Clementine had no idea what that meant, but it was obviously bad.
Carley chose that moment to poke her head into the doorway. "Hey Lee, where did-ah, hey Clem." She noticed the little girl and smiled at her. Clementine waved back. "You okay Clem? No walkers waiting to get you this time?" She was referring to the countless times when Clementine had stumbled upon a hidden walker, usually in bathrooms. Clementine had bad luck with bathrooms. She was about to respond when Lilly shouted from above. "Guys get out here! We might have a problem." Everyone exited the room except for Katjaa. Lilly was aiming her rifle at the woods across the road, where the shooting had come from. Peaking over the barrier, she saw a man with a sheriff's hat and a revolver. He slowly walked across the road with his hands in the air. "Hello? Anyone in there? I ain't here to hurt you." The reply from Larry was almost immediate. "Not here to hurt us!? Five minutes ago, you were shooting at us!" Carley glared at Larry, and he glared right back.
"I apologize for the...misunderstanding. The only people we've found so far have been bandits, so we jumped to a conclusion." Once again, Larry was the first to reply. "Well dumbass, you're deductive reasoning got one of our people shot with a friggin' crossbow!". This time Lily was the one to glare at Larry, and he immediately backed down. Lilly lowered her rifle, but kept it where she could reach it. Jumping down, she walked up to the barrier. "First of all, who are you. Second of all, you want us to trust you right after you shoot at us?" The man sighed loudly. "I apologize ma'am, we thought y'all were bandits, and if you don't want to trust us, that's fine, but we have elderly and children and just need food." Carley spoke up this time, albeit not to the man. "Well, you won't find any here." Her award for this statement was a glare from Lilly. Turning back to the man, she continued to speak. "Well we aren't doing so great ourselves Mr. Sheriff, and I don't believe your claims of having elderly and children if you shoot first and talk later." The man did not respond, and instead turned to face the treeline again. "Guys, come on out." Looking back at Lilly, he spoke again. "I didn't catch your name Ms..." "Name's Caul. Lilly Caul." The sheriff tipped his hat. "Pleasure to meet you Ms. Caul." A little boy and a middle age woman emerged from the tree line, followed by an old man and a young woman. The sheriff turned to face them. "I'd like to introduce my son Carl, my wife Lori, Dale, and Andrea. We have an RV about half a mile down the road." Lilly started to introduce the Motor Inn group. "Well this is Lee, Carley, my dad Larry, and a few more members. The little girl is Clementine" Lilly's statement reminded Clementine that Kenny was still missing. She nudged Lee and whispered "Where's Kenny?" Lee shrugged in response.
She was about to ask Carley the same question when the sheriff spoke again. "My name's Rick Grimes, pleasure to meet y'all."
Well, those are some familiar faces. I do realize that I omitted several other members of Rick's group, and also ignored Kenny the entire time. Please review and I'll see you next chapter.