The Walking Dead: Red Glasses.
Hey guys and welcome to the new chapter I hope you enjoyed the previous chapter even if it wasn't very detailed, I tried to just summarise events before this chapter, anyway enough of my rambling and on to the new chapter.
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Spoiler alert
All that remains: New Faces, New Places.
(Clementine's POV)
I walked along the rocky river bank as I tried to get my bearings. I saw a capsized canoe and a canoe that was smashed against the rock.
'Thank god I didn't float further into the rock' I thought in relief.
I continued to walk along until I saw a broken wooden stair case that used to connect the shore to the higher forested area.
I jumped and tried to grab the ledge, I didn't jump high enough to reach it.
"Sometimes I hate being small" I said to myself.
I jumped again and reached it, I got up with a little struggle to keep my feet on the boards.
I walked cautiously up the stairs and didn't make any noise. I got up the stairs to see a walker impaled in the head with a sign pole.
Walking into the forest I looked at a 'beware of your surroundings' sign.
'That is definitely true nowadays' I thought as I looked around for walkers, 'can never be too careful'.
A hopped over a log and continued walking through the forest, I soon stopped as I heard a walker dying, I hid behind a tree as I saw someone.
It was a young man, most likely a teenager, he wore long camo pants and a black t-shirt, and he also wore a camo jacket, he had chin length black hair. On his back he had a black guitar case. In his hands he had a crossbow and was reloading a bolt from the walker he just killed.
I slowly walked out from behind the tree and stood out in the open.
"Hello" I said slowly.
He did a quick turn and aimed his crossbow at me.
We stood in awkward silence for a few seconds, "a-are you friendly?" he stuttered, he seemed to be on edge and looked like he was alone.
"Depends on who's asking" I replied quickly.
"My name's Blake, what about you?" he seemed to lower his guard by a fraction.
"Clementine" I answered.
"Like the fruit?" he joked in a light hearted tone, lowering the tension.
"Yes, like the fruit" I slightly laughed, something I haven't done in a while.
"Are you alone?" he asked in concern, still suspicious.
I just looked away as I remembered being separated from Christa.
"I guess so… I'm on my own as well" he said sympathetically.
"I'm looking for my friend Christa, have you seen her? She is a bit darker than me and has a yellow jacket" I informed.
"No I haven't seen anybody in a few weeks, sorry" he apologized.
We both stood in silence again, he looked at the walker and looted it, and he got nothing good as he pulled out a drivers licence.
"You can find some useful stuff from these guys, he is an older walker and has been dead for a long time so we won't find anything good" he explained.
He sighed and looked at me.
"Look, since you are on your own and I need someone to talk to, why don't we look for your friend Christa?" he offered.
I thought about it for a bit, I would be safer in a group and he would help find Christa, but I just met him and I don't know if I can trust him.
'What if he is like the St. Johns?' I thought darkly, remembering that night vividly.
"How can I trust you?" I questioned.
"You can trust me" he replied.
"How do I know you're not lying" I continued.
"You don't, if I always told the truth I wouldn't need you to trust me" he answered.
'He seems okay' I thought.
"Okay I'll join you" I accepted his offer.
"Good, let's get moving we've been here too long" he said.
We began to walk through the forest again.
"So where are you from?" he asked me, trying to make small talk.
"Atlanta, where did you come from?" I replied.
"I came from Seattle, but I used to live in Tennessee" he answered.
"What is Seattle like?" I asked as I had never been out of Georgia before.
"Before all this… it was a beautiful city, but now it is the same as all other major cities… in ruins" he explained.
"How did you get here?" I questioned.
"I walked all the way through several states to get here, that was about three months ago" he said with a solemn look.
"so… you play guitar?" asked changing the subject.
"yeah, I'm okay at it, I keep this around because it was a gift from my dad" he explained.
"same with my hat" I told him.
"I see we have a few things in common" he pointed out.
"I guess we do" I said with a smile.
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We came across an abandoned campsite and a van, they were both old and in ruins.
"It looks old, probably nothing in it" he said to me.
I walked towards the van and heard a growling sound.
I turned around to see a light brown Carolina dog standing there, it was still and it stared me down.
"Be careful Clementine, it might be dangerous" Blake whispered.
I walked slowly towards it and took his advice I knelt down to see its dog tag, it read 'Sam'.
"Sam, nice to meet you Sam" I said to it.
It looked at Blake, he waved at Sam.
I searched through the boxes in the van. There was nothing in there, except for a photo of the dog's former owners.
They looked happy, a lot more so than most people these days.
(Blake's POV)
I looked through the camp to see what I could find. The tent that was set up was ripped to pieces and the rest of the place wasn't much better.
"Looks like scavengers got it" I said to the young girl clementine.
She looked at me with a sad nod.
'How could a girl like her make it through all this?' I mentally asked myself.
She walked over to a Frisbee and picked it up.
"Hey Sam, want to play, want to play catch?" she said with a smile.
Sam barked at her in a way that said 'yes'.
She through the Frisbee through the camp, Sam jumped and caught it.
"Nice catch" I complimented.
"Okay, bring it back" she commanded.
He did as he was asked and dropped the Frisbee at her feet.
It panted in playfulness.
"Good boy, Sam" she praised the dog.
I heard a grumbling, it was clementine's stomach.
"You must be hungry" I stated.
"Yeah, do you have any food" she asked.
"No I don't, sorry" I replied sadly.
"No need to be sorry, it's not your fault I'm hungry" she told me.
I felt better after she said that, 'maybe travelling alone isn't all it's cut out to be' I pondered.
Sam started to sniff around the trash can in the middle of the camp.
Clementine walked towards it and rolled up her sleeves.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm looking for food" she said like it was obvious.
"In a trash can that has been in the open for god knows how long" I said skeptically.
"Pretty much" she replied.
"Good luck" I said thinking she won't have a chance.
She dug around in it for a bit and pulled out an unopened can of beans.
"As you were saying?" she said smugly.
I scoffed at her, "smartass" I muttered.
'Bested by a little girl, you really have hit a new low haven't you" I thought to myself.
Sam ran off and began to bark at a tree.
"What's the matter Sam?" clementine said in worry as she followed the dog.
"Shush, we have to be quiet" I said to the canine.
Clementine and I walked over to see an old deteriorated walker tied up with rope and a knife lodged in his arm.
"Look, you can see the bite" she said to me and Sam.
"Looks like he tried to cut it out" I said in a quiet voice.
"Yeah it seems so" she replied in a sad voice.
She walked in front of it and stared for a bit, she seemed deep in thought.
Sam continued barking at the moving walker.
"It's okay, we're smart and he's not, we're smarter than all of them" she said to Sam.
"are you okay?" I said sensing something wrong.
"yeah, no… I had to kill a friend like this" she replied in a melancholy tone.
I felt sorry for her, "I'm sorry about your loss" I said sympathetically.
"He got bit and I had to shoot him before he turned" she explained as she picked up a heavy branch.
"Easy… let me do it" I said taking the branch off of her.
'Poor girl has been through a lot' I told myself.
I did a swift but hard blow to the walkers head, killing it instantly.
Clementine walked up and took the knife from its arm, cleaning the blood on her jeans.
"You think he did this himself, or did someone force him?" she asked.
"I honestly don't know" I replied.
We went to the fire place and sat on a log, she used the knife to tear open the can.
She began to eat it and offered me some.
"No I'm good, you need it more than me" I refused.
Sam began to whine and beg for food.
She stared at the can and gave Sam a handful of beans.
"There you go" she said.
Sam knocked the can out of her hands and began to eat from it.
"Hey don't eat it all!" I said to the dog.
Clementine grabbed the can and lifted it away from Sam.
Sam began to growl in anger.
'Oh shit' I thought as Sam jumped and bit her on the arm, it knocked her to the ground and continued to bite her, blood was being shed.
She punched Sam a few times before I tried to grab him off of her, it jumped on me but I threw it off me quickly and it landed behind a log.
I then heard a whine as I turned to clementine to see if she was okay.
She was not okay, she had a large cut on her forearm and it had blood coming out of it, she crawled backwards in shock of what happened.
Sam continued whining louder, I turned to see that Sam was impaled on tent spikes and was suffering.
"God damn it" I muttered in regret.
"Oh no" Clementine said as she walked in front of me, holding her injured arm to her stomach and a knife in her hand.
"I'm sorry clementine" I apologized.
"It's okay, you just tried to protect me" she said glumly.
She knelt down to Sam who was in pain.
"I'm-I'm sorry Sam" she said holding back tears.
She slit Sam's throat and with one final whimper, Sam was dead.
We both stayed for a few seconds as we looked at Sam's corpse. Clementine stood up, her arm was in pain and she covered it with her sleeve.
"Let's get going" I said sadly.
We both started walking into the woods yet again.
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She began to slow down as we reached some rocks and she broke down in tears, she sat against the rocks weakly collapsing.
"Clementine we need to keep moving" I urged her as staying out in the open was not going to help her situation.
I turned around to see that walkers were everywhere, "come on!" I whispered to her.
She got up and moved slowly, I walked close to her to try and protect her.
A walker sneaked behind us and jumped on Clementine, it was about to bite her when I held the dead guy back.
Suddenly from out of nowhere the head of the walker was chopped off, I looked and saw a young man in his early twenties. He had an orange shirt, brown hair and was armed with a machete.
A walker that came behind him was shot with a crossbow bolt by an old guy in a green jacket.
I used my crossbow to hit another walker in the distance while the old guy shot another walker.
"I'm out! grab her, let's go!" the old guy ordered.
"Come on kid we gotta get" the younger man told me as he picked up clementine and ran.
I followed them as quickly as I could to catch up with them as we escaped the group of walkers.
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We all stopped to catch our breaths once we were safe.
"I think- I think we're safe" the older man said between breaths.
"Yeah… yeah we're good" the young man confirmed.
"Thanks" I told them.
"Don't mention it" the younger man replied.
We all looked at Clementine who was resting in his arms.
"Hey, you alright?" he asked Clementine.
"I'm fine, I can walk" she replied.
"Oh is that so? Cause the last time I checked you had to have this guy save you from being eaten, look you're in bad shape kid" he said to her.
"The name's Blake by the way" I said to him annoyed by being called 'this guy'.
"Sorry" he apologised and continued moving.
"What are you doin' out here?" the older guy asked Clementine.
"Where are the people you're with?" the younger one asked her, "because there is no way you made it this long on your own".
"I don't want them to think we are doing anything but trying to help you" the older man explained.
"Besides Blake, I'm on my own, I got separated from my friend christa, and everyone I know is gone" she replied sadly.
"I'm sorry to hear that" the young man explained.
"I just lost a sister… we've all lost folks" the older man said.
We continued walking for a bit until the young man spoke up.
"Well… I'm Luke and this is Pete" he explained.
"I'm clementine" she told them.
"like the fruit" Pete asked with a smile.
'De ja vu much' I thought.
"I just explained this earlier to Blake" she replied with a small chuckle.
"Oh, so you two just met" Luke asked.
"Yeah, I found her about an hour ago near the river" I informed them.
"Nice to meet you guys by the way, for now we are going to take you two back to our group for a while, okay?" he replied.
"It's been a while since I've seen a group" I told them.
"Really?" Luke asked me.
"Yeah I often go weeks without seeing another living person in my travels" I explained.
"Shit son… it must get lonely" Pete stated.
"It does but I usually focus on surviving" I shrugged it off.
"Anyway, we have a doctor with us and you could look like you could use some- OH SHIT!" he yelled as he dropped her.
"What the hell Luke!" I yelled at him.
"What- what is it?" Pete asked.
"She's- she's been bit man. FUCK! Fuck, fuck, fuck… What are we gonna do here?" he said in a panic.
"No, it was a dog!" Clementine told them.
"I didn't see any dog, clementine" Pete stated.
"We just saw you with those lurkers back there!" Luke accused her.
"I can't remember the last time I saw a dog" Pete said.
"No! it really was a dog! Please believe me" clementine said.
"Look I want to kid… but I gotta believe my own eyes first… and I didn't see no dog around" he told her.
"No! it was from before!" she said to them, trying to convince them.
"She was bit by a dog before you came, that's why she is weak right now" I tried to explain.
The conversation fell silent for a few seconds.
"hmm… all right let's see it" Pete said as he walked over to clementine.
"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa. Hey watch yourself" he warned Pete.
Clementine looked at Luke with an annoyed scowl.
"Hey, don't look at me like that! you're the one who's bit here, okay?" he turned away angrily.
"Bitten by a DOG" I corrected Luke.
Luke just looked away.
Pete rolled up clementine's sleeve to reveal the nasty gash on her arm.
"See?" she said in a bit of pain.
"Is it, uh… is it like she says?" Luke asked.
"Hmm… well, could be a dog. Hard to say" he replied.
"So what happened to this dog?" Pete questioned, "the one who did this".
"What does it matter, Pete? Seriously" Luke interrupted.
"I want to know how believable their story is" Pete explained calmly.
"I… I killed it" she admitted and looked down in guilt.
"What? Really? A dog just shows up and bites you and you just kill it?" Luke angrily exclaimed.
"What would you have done?" Pete countered.
"I don't know?!" Luke answered.
"It attacked us!" she yelled.
"Still… you don't… you don't kill dogs" he said sadly.
"Even if it is suffering?" I questioned him in annoyance.
"What?" he said in surprise.
"It was impaled and was dying slowly, she put it out of its misery, would you rather leave it to die a painful death" I explained hoping to get it through his head.
He was silent as he thought.
"Clementine, listen to me" Pete said in a serious tone.
"Yes…" she said, waiting for his question.
"you telling us the truth?" he asked, "you look me in the eyes when you answer".
"Yes" she said sternly.
"Hmmph… all right Clementine. That's good enough for me" he said making his decision.
"Well, what else was she gonna say?" Luke said in annoyance.
"Oh, stop your fucking complaining!" I snapped at him.
"what did you just tell me to do?" he yelled at me.
"Stop it, the both of ya!" he broke up the fight.
We both obeyed the man's order.
"I've got a good bullshit detector Luke, that's why you can never beat me at poker" he explained.
"Pfft. You don't always beat me at… alright how can you be sure?" he conceded.
"Well, I sure ain't willing to leave a little girl in the woods to die when we have a doctor who can make a call. We can have Carlos take a look at it first" he told him.
"Nick ain't gonna like this, not with what happened to-" Luke replied before being interrupted.
"You don't have to remind me of that, boy" he replied sternly.
"Right" he said, "Sorry, sir" Luke apologised.
Pete patted the side of Luke's arm.
"come on!" he said as he started moving.
A house was within seeing distance as Clementine limped forward.
"Clementine, you okay?" I asked noticing her condition.
"I'm fine… just… tired" she said slowly.
"Well you better be fine, because I ain't carrying you no more with that bite on your arm" Luke said.
"Luke!" I spat at him for his insensitiveness.
"Sorry" he said raising his arms in defence.
"Don't worry about…" she said as she closed her eyes and collapsed.
"Aw, shit…" Luke said as he tried to catch Clementine.
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