The Walking Dead Season 1: A New Vision( Chapter 7 out now )

Ok, I'm guessing by now you all know the whole "losing my account story" so I'll skip that part. Now, I've got some good news and some bad news. Ok, I'll start with the good. Everyone's OC I submitted will still be in this story ))) ok, now the bad news. It won't be until I write the 400 Days chapters, and The Walking Dead Season 2: A New Vision. I understand that you are all going to be pissed at me, and in your position I could understand. However, I promise that the choice I have made is what's best for the story. I am still excepting OC's. Once again, I am really sorry. Just know that your OC's will appear(if I had accepted them). I was trying to write some later chapters with them and it just wasn't working out. I'm very sorry about the delay and will try to finish this story as quickly as possible. Please post your OC's on my forum OC Creation Forum. Thank you and enjoy!

How many hours are in a day when you don't spend half of them watching television? When is the last time any of us really worked to get something that we wanted? When was the last time any of us really needed something that we wanted? The world we knew is gone. The world of commerce and frivolous necessity has been replaced by a world of survival and responsibility. An epidemic of apocalyptic proportions has caused the dead to rise and feed on the living. In a matter of months society has crumbled, no government, no grocery stores, no mail delivery, no cable TV. In a world ruled by the dead, we are forced to finally start living.

Episode 1: A New Day- Chapter 1

The city of Atlanta, Georgia could be seen on the horizon. There was not a cloud in sight, something the weatherman would call a "perfect day." Amidst the chaos of traffic on Interstate 85, a squad car drove under a bridge. In the back of the car sat former history professor tuned convicted Felon, Lee Everett. He wore a blue, long sleeved shirt with a white undershirt. He wore a watch one of his students, Russell had gave him. Lee sat motionless, a look of depression, sorrow, longing, and anger filled his eyes. He wanted to smash a window and start kicking things like a psychotic hobo, but he was handcuffed, so that wouldn't really work. Lee looked up in the drivers mirror. The officer who drove the car in the front locked eyes with him. The officer slightly nodded his head with a hint of thought before speaking. "Well, I reckon you didn't do it than?" Lee's posture instantly improved off of instinct. His mother always told him to show respect when talking to an officer. "Why do you say that." "Y'know, I've driven a buncha folks down to this Prison. Lord knows how many. Usually it's about now I get the 'I didn't do it'". Lee killed that senator. No secret about that. "Not from me." He solidly stated. "Why, cause guys like you already said it enough?" Lee gave a mild shrug of the shoulders. The officers radio came on with a static ridden voice mumbling something through the frequency. As the radio mumbled, two police cars went by. Lee turned behind as they zoomed towards Atlanta. He looked back, not giving it a second thought. "Followed your case a little bit, you bein a Macon boy n'all." Lee was surprised by the officer un-hardass attitude. "Your from Macon than?" Asked Lee. "Yep, came up to Atlanta to be a city cop about ten years back. Always wanted to work a murder case. Like that Senatorial shit you got yourself mixed up in, with all due respect. A real shame that is." More emergency service vehicles drove full speed by the window, towards Atlanata. "I got a nephew up at UGA. You teach there long?" The officers words made Lee's mind freeze. Everything came rushing back to him. He snapped back into reality. "Goin on my sixth year." "You meet your wife in Athens?" A look of sorrow came over Lee's face. Could the officer just shut the fuck up and drive the car? "I was drivin this man once, he-he was the worst one. He wouldn't stops going on about how he didn't do it. He was Cryin and snotin all over right where's you sittin. Than he starts kicking the back of the seat, like a fussy baby on an airplane. And I tell him he's got to stop. That's Govenment property, and I'll be forced to zap him otherwise. So, he stops, and havin exhausted all his options, he starts crying out for his mama. 'Mama! It's all a big mistake! It wasn't me!'" Lee decided to execute his right to stay silent. "They caught the fucker red handed! Stab in his wife, cuttin her up as the boys came though the door. He sits in my car screaming bloody murder that it wasn't him! Think he actually believed it himself. It goes to show, people will up and go mad when they believe their life is over." Lee stretched before catching a glimpse if the figure in the road. The officer spoke, bit before Lee could even say to stop, the car drove off the highway. Tumbling over and over. As Lee's head hit the window, everything went black.

Chapter 2

Everything was blurry. The cold rain drained into the car, hitting Lee's body. Lee came in and out of consciousness. He couldn't tell what he saw. He only heard gunshots and screams. He woke up to a dry throat, soaked body, and bloody leg. "Uhhhhh....what...t...fuc......Ahh! My leg!" Lee's leg was swollen. Pus and dried up blood with a few flies eating the dry blood was not a pretty sight. Lee shoed the flies away and crawled toward the window. He kicked it open with his good leg and crawled out. He hit the muddy grass with a thump. He got up, letting out a shriek of pain as the rain poured down. Lee crawled along the side of the car until he was in an area suitable enough to walk around in. Next to him lay a Remington-800. Lee took notice that the officer wasn't ejected from the car. He deliberately took the gun with him. But why? Lee walked over to the deceased officers Corpse. "Officer?", he said in a low tone. He has to check to make shire the officer was dead. The officers skin had started too rot. Lee plugged his nose from the smell of the decaying body. He reached down to grab the keys which lay in front of the officers face. He picked them up unlocking one key hole before clumsily dropping them again. He remembered the time him and his wife had gone to the Grand Canyon. He was taking a picture of her when he accidentally dropped the keys into the canyon. Lee smiled, he quickly remembered the seriousness of the situation and cautiously picked up the keys again. He unlocked both cuffs. Finally he was free. He rubbed his wrist as he heard a groan. "Uh, officer?" Lee stood still for a minute. Nothing happened, he was about to reach down to touch the officer when he jumped at Lee sending him flying backwards and onto his ass. Lee was in what one of his old professors called "fight or flight". Lee chose fight. He grabbed the shotgun and pulled the trigger, he than realized that the gun didn't have any shells. He looked around as the officer grabbed up his leg. He kicked back the officer as he climbed back into the car. He found a box of shells in the front. He loaded the gun. "Don't make me do this!!! Not again!!!!!!!" Without a choice, Lee blew the officers head off. He picked up the gun, deciding too keep it. Something was up, and this wasn't an Isolated incident. They had been here for days, something's really wrong. He opened up the back of the officers trunk. He found a backpack, one that could carry a lot of stuff. He put it on his back. He took the case of 31 shells, a flashlight, a first aid kit, a flare, and a map of Georgia. He stared at the officer body. He collapsed and started to cry. "Again.........I..........." The tears rolled down his face as the rain poured harder. Lee stood up. He looked in the distance. There was a person standing there. He called out. "Hello?! Go get someone?" The person ran away. From behind Lee came a noise. It was another one of those things. Lee tried to run before falling over the officers body and jamming a rock straight into his cut. He cried out in extreme pain. He crawled away. There were more that showed up. Lee gained the strength to climb over the fence leading into the yard. He landed face first in the muddy, wet grass. The things following him banged at the fence. Lee backed up until he hit the deck of a patio. Three gunshots rang out. Lee took curiosity and looked over. They were far away, but they got the things attention. They headed towards the noise. Lee wiped his head. He opened his first aid kit. As luck would have it, it was empty except for a single bandaid. Lee punched the ground before standing up to the best of his ability. "Hello! Anybody!" In the distance, numerous buildings in Atlanta were on fire. The neighborhood was abandoned and the rain poured down. Lee had no idea that in the worst moment of his life, he would find the best thing that ever happened to him. And the worst......

Chapter 3

The wet and muddy yard seemed abandon. There was a treehouse, a set of teacups filled with rain water, a pool, a patio, a shed, and numerous other things. Lee limped up on the patio. He knocked at the sliding glass door. "Hello, need a little help here." He glanced inside. The house looked like a crime scene, the irony In that. Lee opened the door, gun in hand. "Coming in, don't shoot, OK?" Lee looked around. "These people might need more help than I do." He walked over to the bowl of fruit, hop on to crunch down on a juicy apple after not eating or drinking for days. Instead, he found out it was plastic. Luckily he found a glass of water, he quickly chugged it down. Phew heard a beep. He walked over to the answering machine and pressed it, maybe it would give him so e ideas of what's going on. "Hey, Sandra. This is Diana. Ed had a little incident with some crazy guy near the hotel, so we had to get him to the ER to have it checked out. Anyway, he's not feeling well enough to drive back tonight, so were staying an extra day. Thanks so much for looking after Clementine and I promise we'll be back before you have to get back to school." The next message came on. "Oh thank god, finally. We've been trying to reach you for hours, all the phone lines keep going dead. Their not letting us leave and they won't tell us anything about Atlanta. Please, just take Clementine with you back to Marietta. I've got to get back to the hospital, please let me know that your safe. The third and final message came on. "Clementine baby... Call the police. That's 9-1-1. We love you, we love you, we love y...." The message cut out. Lee picked up the picture of the family that lived here. "Daddy?!" A noise came from somewhere in the kitchen. Lee opened up a drawer and found a Walkie-talkie in there. He spoke. "Hello." The other end responded. "You need to be quiet." The voice sounded like a little girl. She couldn't be that old. "How old are you?" "I'm eight" "Ah, ok." The voice responded, "How old are you?" "Oh, I'm, uhh p, 37." "That's cool". Lee walked over to the dinning room table. "What's your name?" "I'm Clementine, this is my house." "Hi, Clementine. I'm Lee." "Your not my daddy."Lee looked around at the overturned book shelf. "No, I'm not." "Where are you?" He asked. "I'm outside in my treehouse. They can't get in." Lee smiled, "that's smart." The little girl became a bit more cheerful in tone. "Can you see me? I can see you through the window." The two waves at each other. Lee was about to ask if he could come see her when Clementine suddenly shrieked. "Ahhhh!" Lee turned around to see the rotting corpse of a teenage girl attacking him. He struggle with her, pushing her onto the stove. He tried to run but fell down due to his leg. His head hit the floor. The pain of his leg made him dizzy. He worked up enough strength to push the monster away. He crawled back. Clementine ran to his aid. The handed him a hammer. Lee pushed the thing off him. He bashed the hammer into her head four times. Her guts were spilled out everywhere. The little girl jumped back from the pool of blood and somewhat traumatically asked, "Is it dead yet." Lee tried to put it to her nicely. "I had to do it. It would have hurt you and I." "Oh..ok." Lee remembered that the Clementine was alone. "You've been all by yourself through this?" Clem looked up. "Yeah, I want my parents too come home now." Lee remembered when he was her age. Every time his parents were out for more than an hour he would freak out. "I think that might be a little while, Y'know." Clementine nodded in acknowledgment. "Look, I don't know what happened. But I'll look after you until than." Clementine was glad to hear the news. "What should we do now?" She asked in her sweet innocent voice. "We need to get help, but there are still too many out there right now. We'll leave at sundown." "Ok, we can hide in my treehouse until than. Oh, hold on a second, I need to grab something." Clementine ran upstairs, Her hat tight on her head. She grabbed something and came down. Lee looked at what she got. "What kind of dolls are those?" He asked. "They're Bibgy Wolf and Snow White from this cool book called "The Wolf Among Us!" Lee chuckled. "Oh, cool. The treehouse will be a though climb with this leg, but I can do it." Before they headed up, Clem grabbed the picture of her parents. She was a thoughtful little girl, she knew she would need it later on, Someday.

Chapter 4

Nighttime fell, bringing with it more rain. The two climbed down from the treehouse. Clementine shivered from the rain. "Lee, where are we going?" Lee looked up at the sky, unsure of what to say. "Somewhere good." Clementine smiled. Lee limped through the muddy grass as Clementine jumped over the puddles and ran up ahead. She stopped by the large gate. She folded her hands in front of her. Lee took notice. "What's the matter?" Clementine stared back at her yard. "Should I stay?" Lees eyes widened at the thought of leaving the poor girl alone to starve in a treehouse. "What, why would you?" "My parents could come home." Lee looked down. "They...umm.are really busy." Clementine nodded. "Just stay close to me until than, OK?" Lee opened the gate, walking out onto the street. The Crickets chirped. Everything seemed too quite. Lees fears were correct. A gunshot rang out. The bullet nearly popped a whole in Lees eye. He pushed Clementine down to the ground, covering her with his whole body. The gunman spoke. "Georgia State Patrol! Stay down!" Clementine, half traumatized looked up at Lee with tears on her eyes. "Are we going to die?" Lee was quick to respond. "No, I'm sure we'll be fine." The officer approached closer. The three boys behind him spoke to him. Lee came out. "We're not armed! I have a little girl hear.!" As soon as Clementine came into sight, the officer put down his gun. "Oh snit, your not one a those things." The boy in the green shirt spoke. "Were sorry about that. Well, Andre's sorry for that." Andre corrected it immediately. "Officer Mitchell." The boy with the red bandana on was wrapping a cloth around the chubby boys arm, he looked dead. Lee took notice of the situation. "Is he alright." Shawn looked back. "Chet? I don't know. He got bit real bad by one of those things." Andre played the cop routine. "Did you see any of those things back there?" Lee looked too the house behind him. "There was one in the house, and a couple in the woods earlier, but nothing recently." The boy withheld the bandanna spoke. "Uhh. Shawn? I think he's dead.........." Shawn rushed over to his brother, Billy Greene. "Oh...god fuck!" Clementine stepped behind Lee. Andre went over to Chet. "God dammit, I'm sorry Shawn." Just than, Chet's hand moved. Shawn spoke with enthusiasm. "Shit! He's alive!" Before anyone could get close too Chet, he growled. He crawled up, he was a Walker. Everyone's eyes were wide. Shawn was most upset. "Chet...." Just than, more walkers lurked around the corner. Andre gut out his pistol. "Go! Everybody into my car!" Andre aimed the gun at Chet, but couldn't force himself too pull the trigger. Lee, Clementine, Andre, Shawn, and Billy piled into the squad car and drove out of the neighborhood.

Ok, for those who don't know, Billy is the brother of Shawn in the comics. The comics are canon to the game, so why not throw him in the mix? Also, you will see Andre again. Chapter 5-Coming soon.

Chapter 5

Shawn sat in the front of the car. He was hiding his sadness. "We, uh, didn't get a chance to properly introduce ourselves. I'm Shawn Greene, this is my brother Billy." Billy waved at Clementine. "Hi." Clementine smiled and waved back. The squad car drove through the dirt road and onto the Greene Family Farm. The rain had finally stopped. The car stopped. Shawn, Billy, Clementine, and Lee got out. "I'm sorry Shawn, Chet was a good dude." Said Andre with a sympathetic look in his eyes. Shawn nodded. "One of the best." Andre waved goodbye. "Say hi to your family for me" The four walked up to the front porch. A man with a green shirt on, no irony intended, walked down to greet his sons and new guests. Behind him was a girl with long black hair and a pink plad shirt. The father of the boys stopped. "Thank god your OK." Shawn hugged his father, proceeded by Billy. "We were worried it was gonna be bad here too." Hershel was taken aback by the concept that anything could possibly go wrong on his utopian farm. "Been quiet as usual the last couple a'days. Ol Breckon and Vanaman down the way think there Mares gone lame, but that ain't nothing new." The realization that Chet had died came back to Shawn. "Chet and I were in the city. He got killed." Hershel's face turned blue. "No! Your kidding!" Shawn spoke. "I wish I was." Hershel patted his eldest son on the back and turned too his new guests. "You've brought a couple guests." Lee spoke. "Your boys are life savers." Shawn and Billy smiled at the compliment whilst Hershel had a grin on his face. "Glad they could be a help to somebody." Billy spoke up. "They're lookin for a place to stay." Hershel nodded. "Well, you and your daughter are welcome to stay here for the night. We've got another displaced family of three sleeping in the barn. I'd let ya sleep in the house, but it's all filled up with mine." Lee outspokenly made his statement. "I'm not her dad, I was escaping Atlanta and got into a Car Accident. I found Clementine. She saved my life." Hershel looked down at Lee's leg. "Looks like you hurt your leg pretty bad there." Lees face cringed as another wave of pain hit him. "Yeah, it's swollen to hell." Hershel could clearly see that. "I can help you out. Go take a seat up on the porch and I'll see what I've got. Oh, and Shawn, got check on Rachel and Susie. Arnold and Lacey are in their with them." Shawn entered the house. Hershel's daughter came out of the house with a first aid kit. Hershel's eldest daughter, Maggie Greene spotted Clementine. "Hi, I'm Maggie." Clementine was always happy too see a friendly face. "I'm Clementine." Maggie opened up the first aid kit, handing the bandages to her father. "So, you said this happened in a car accident." Lee gave a simple "yep." Hershel remembered his question. "I don't think I got your name." Lee reasoned, just like his parents had taught him since pre-school. "It's Lee. The girls name is Clementine." Hershel was happy to hear that Lee had common manners. "Nice to meet you Lee, I'm Hershel Greene." Hershel finished wrapping the cloth around Lees leg. "That'll do for tonight. If the swelling doesn't go down your probably dealing with an infection." "What do we do than?" "Will probably just have to shoot you." Said Hershel mimicking shooting Lee. Lee and Clementines eyes widened. Hershel responded with a smile. "Well clean it, redress it, and you'll be fine." After that, Maggie showed them the Barn. They grabbed their sleeping bags and laid down after a long, scary day. Clementine sniffed the area like a dog. "It smells like..." "Shit" said Lee, not remembering that he was dealing with a little girl. Clementine gasped. "That was a swear." Lee laughed. "Sorry, shouldn't say things like that." Clementines face turned from neutral to sad. "I miss my mommy and daddy." Lee felt so bad for her. "I bet Clem." An idea popped into Clementines head. "How far is Savannah?" Lee responded. "Pretty far." Clementine nodded and dosed off. That night, Lee had a nightmare. It was about him killing the Senator. He jolted awake, realizing it was just a dream. He laid his head on the pillow and preceded to dose off.

Ok, for those who don't know what the rest of the Greene family looks like in the comics, I'll post the links.

Billy-http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140209234929/walkingdead/images/9/9f/Billy_G_PP.JPG

Lacey-http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140417123639/walkingdead/images/6/6a/LaceyReplacement.jpg

Rachel-http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120304162819/walkingdead/images/b/b9/Rachel.PNG

Susie-http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120729125552/walkingdead/images/a/ac/Susie.PNG

Arnold-http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100314150333/walkingdead/images/c/cb/Arnold_Greene.jpg

Maggie-http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140423232805/walkingdead/images/5/5a/Iss126.MaggieBox.png

Chapter 6

"Hey, get up." Lees eyes opened to the man who was also sleeping in the barn standing over him. Clementine was already awake. "Uh, I'm itchy." The man turned to Clementine. "Well, you slept in a barn little lady. Lucky you don't have spiders in your hair." Clementine gasped. "But, I bet your daddy here scared them all away, huh?" Lee turned too the man. "I'm, uh, not her dad.. Names Lee." The man smiled. "Kenny." Kenny Jr. Or Duck, came running to the door. "Dad! Were gonna build a fence!!! There's a tractor and everything!" The hyper boy ran off. "Better get going or we won't here the end of it. Kenny had a mullet, a godlike stache, and a thick southern accent. "That's my boy, Ken Jr., we call him Duck though." Lee laughed. "Where do parents get around too naming their kid Duck?" Kenny smiled. "Fort Lauderdale, Florida. We call him Duck, because Y'know, Water off a Ducks back, nothing phases him." Lee smiled. "That's a valuable trait lately." "Yeah, no kiddin. But frankly we call him that cause he's as dumb as a bag of hammers." Duck joyfully yelled, "Dad, c'mon!" Kenny sighed. "But he makes up for it with enthusiasm." Kenny's wife, Katjaa, patted Duck on the back. Kenny, Lee, and Clementine approached. "Kat honey, this is Lee, and Clementine." Katjaa brightly smiled. "That is a very pretty name." Clementine stepped back from behind Lee. "Thanks." Shawn walked over to the group. "Well, we all know what those things can do out there so we better start building the fence." Duck jumped for joy. "I wanna build a fence." Shawn was pleased by the boys extreme enthusiasm. "OK, well you can be my Forman. You can yell at me whenever I take a water break. You can sit on the tractor." Ducks eyes widened as though he just received an infinite amount of skittles. "On a tractor?! Cool!" Duck looked at Katjaa who smiled. "Duck and I'll hop to it than." Katjaa looked at Lee. "Why don't I keep an eye on her here on the porch. We can visit." Lee looked at Katjaa with approving eyes. "Sounds good. I think I'll go have a look around." Lee felt a perfect Georgia wind on his face. Almost as if none of this had happened. Like he was sitting with his wife on the porch, drinking homemade lemonade. Sadly he remembered the horrible things that happened. His fantasy faded. Lee walked over to Kenny. Kenny worked on his Pickup truck. "Uh, hey there, Kenny." Kenny nodded back. "Hey." "So, how's your family?" "OK, we were at this shithole place Gil's Pit Stop, when one of those things grabbed my boy. I was on the fucker in about two seconds, and, Christ, just lucky I was there. The two discussed Kenny's occupation. He worked as a Commercial Fisherman back in Fort Lauderdale. He talked about getting a boat. A plan in witch Lee agreed too. Lee left Kenny's side. He passed by Katjaa and Clementine. "What are you girls talking about?" Katjaa laughed. "I was just asking Clementine about Second Grade. Lee remembered his question. "Oh, how old are you?" Clementine answered. "8" Lee nodded. Lee talked to Katjaa about her occupation as a vet. After that, he went to check on Shawn. Shawn, Maggie, Arnold, and Billy were working on the fence. Between the four of them, they didn't need any help. Plebe went up to Shawn. "Hey, Shawn. I'm sorry about your friend." Shawn held back the tears. "Thanks Lee." Lee went over to the joyous Duck. "How ya doin Duck?" Duck smiled. "I'm the foreman! Lift with your back guys!" Lee wished everyone could have the young bigs optimism. The fence was almost complete. Arnold, Maggie, and Billy went into the house while Shawn finished up the final pieces. Lee walked into the barn. Inside was Hershel. "Hey there Lee." Lee said the same back. The two went on about the farm being a nice plot of land. After they're discussion, the tractor came on, and Shawn screamed. Hershel was first to react. "Go! I'll get my gun!" The Greene kids were told to stay in the house. Katjaa came running out the door. Duck accidentally ran over Shawn's leg with the tractor. Pinning him under it. Normally that wouldn't be an issue, bit the walkers heard the noise and were grabbing at both Shawn and Duck. Lee had to choose. Without thinking he chose Duck. Duck was younger. He was going to help Shawn. He handed Duck to Kenny. Kenny cowardly ran away in fear as Lee was left to attempt to save Shawn alone. He failed. The walkers came through the fence, knowing down on his neck. Hershel ran over with his gun, shooting the three walkers off of Shawn. Hershel ran over it check his sons pulse. The Greene kids ran out. Maggie was the first to speak. "What happened???!!!!" Shawn was dead. Hershel got up. "Get out... Get the fuck out of here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kenny stood there, regretfully. "I'm sorry." "Sorry!!?? Your sons alive. You don't get to be sorry!" Hershel turned to Lee. "And you! You didn't even try to help him!" Lee looked down, wondering if he could have done more. "I'm sorry." Hershel knelt down. "Please, go, and never come back." Lee walked over to Kenny. Kenny gave him an approving look. "You've got that ride to Macon if you want it." The group walked off the farm. The fates that the Greene family would receive became sealed in history. The death if Shawn would bring the death of many.

Whew, early one! 3:58AM FTW! Chapter 7 is the one I have been waiting to write for a long time. It's the one where things start to get different. It's gonna be awesome. Next Chapter we get the Macin Group, and 3 new characters. See ya!

Chapter 7

The engine of Kenny's blue pickup roared loudly as the group of five drove through the back roads of Georgia. Clementine, Katjaa, and Duck were sound asleep in the back. Kenny and Lee sat up front, Kenny taking the wheel. Checking to make sure the three were asleep, he turned towards Lee. "Damn, back there........ I really fucked up." Lee looked at Kenny with sympathy. "It's not your fault Kenny." Kenny gave a brief smile at Lee. "Thanks man. Listen, I know it was a tough decision, but I appreciate you gong for my boy first." Lees eyes closed briefly. Kenny looked away. After another hour of driving, the five reached downtown Macon. But the pickup was out of gas. Kenny sighed. "Well, this is as far as were going." Everyone exited, staying close to each other. The sky was a brownish, grey color. Looking like it would rain again. Lee knew that he would be seeing the drugstore soon. He feared to find his parents dead bodies in the store. He couldn't even think about it. They stopped for a minute once they reached a crashed water truck. Kenny looked at it. "God damn, I'm thirsty!" Clementines eyes widened. "Swear." Kenny laughed and smiled back. "Sorry." The truck had at least a hundred bottles of water. Everyone quickly gulped down some. Lee opened his red police backpack. Currently it held: a Band-Aid, a Flare, a Remington-800, 31 Shells, a flashlight, three batteries, a map of Georgia, and now 6 bottles of water. The group continued forward until Duck spotted someone. "Look!" He cried out. Kenny stood in front of his son and called out to the figure. "Hey there, you friendly? Trucks run outta gas." As luck would have it, the figure turned around, revealing itself to be munching in the remains of a human carcass. Kenny jumped back. "Fuck!" That very word seemed to draw every Walker out of their hiding spot. The group circled around each other. Katjaa got behind Duck. "Were trapped." Duck was grabbed by a Walker. The Walker pinned him to the ground. Duck screamed for help. Luckily his cries were heard. The walkers head gushed out blood all over Duck due to a gunshot. A women with a White Dress, Brown Hair, and Black Shirt shot the Walker off of the boy. Behind her came another women with Black Pigtails and a "Van Halen" T-Shirt. The man behind them screamed. "Run!" He was Asian. He wore a ball cap and a black jacket with a red undershirt. The women in the dress shot three more walkers before running inside. The Asian guy locked the combination in and ran inside. Inside were even more people. There was a women with long brown hair and a brown sleeveless shirt. An old guy, about 60 with a blue collar shirt. A guy in his mid-30's with a business suit and black hair. An African American guy with a beanie, white T-Shirt, and black cargo shorts. And a dorky looking guy with brown hair and a green T-Shirt. The woman, the de-facto leader of the group, Lilly, spoke up. "We can't be taking risks like this!" The women with the skirt, Carley responded. "And we can't just be letting people die either." Lilly went on to accuse her group of being stupid before turning her anger on Lee and the others. "Who the fuck are you people??!!" Before Kenny could start screaming, the man with the suit, Tony, stepped in. "Everyone needs to calm down. We can sort this out like rational people, Lilly. There's no need for screaming." Unfortunately he was shots down, and quickly, by Lilly's father Larry. "Hey, fucktard! Why don't you just mind your own goddamn business??!!" Tony turned to Larry to try and talk him down while Lilly tuned back too the group. Clementine tugged at Lee's hand. "I have to pee." She said in a sweet innocent voice. Lee responded. "There's a bathroom over there honey. I'll be right here." Clementine walked over to the restroom. The dorky looking guy, Doug was on watch. And so was his best friend T-Dog. Lilly started to speak before being cut off by Lee. "Listen lady, we've got kids here." Larry caught ear of this and turned around to see Duck, covered in blood. "Holy shit. One of them is bitten!!!" Lee was first to defend Duck. "He wasn't bitten." Larry laughed. "The hell he wasn't." Kenny steeped in front of Larry making insults towards the old man. Tara got into the argument. "Larry, calm down already." Larry snapped back. "Shut up you stupid cunt!" Tara threw a punch at Larry. Before she could hit him Tony grabbed her hand. "Larry, back off the kid. And apologize to Tara." Larry let out a grunt and did no such thing. "We have to end this now." Kenny pushed Larry. "Over my dead body!" Katjaa, in the process of cleaning him, defended her son. "No, I'm cleaning him up! There's not bite! He's fine!" Larry had enough. "Don't you fucking people get it!!!!??? We've already seen this happen! We let someone with a bite stay, and we all end up bitten! This is about survival!" Lilly tried to calm her dad down. Kenny turned towards Lee. "What do we do about this guy?" Lee replied. "We make sure he doesn't hurt Duck." Kenny nodded in agreement. Larry started to walk over to Duck before Lee stepped in. "No! You don't touch that boy! You don't touch anybody in here! I've got a little girl I'm trying to protect in here! You wanna get violent you old fuck??!! We'll come on! You better have a plan to kill me though, because it's me before anyone else in here!!!!"'before Lee could even calm down, Clementine screamed.