The group looked up at the wind turbine that was spinning dangerously out of control. It was making a sound akin to an engine that had run out of oil and was grinding through gears at a hundred miles an hour.

"That thing's a damn dinner bell!" Kenny yelled as he ran to the turbine, the others close behind him, with the exception of Carlos who had turned and ran back inside.

Just as Kenny got to the turbine the lodge behind him fell into pitch darkness.

"Fuck! Transformer must've blown, I could use a hand!" Kenny roared in frustration as Carlos exited the lodge with the duffel bag full of guns.

"I'll back you up" Luke said as the two of them ran over to Carlos. Kenny reached for his rifle, but even with the night scope he thought better of it, instead grabbing a handgun for ease of shooting. Luke did the same.

Clementine, Sarita, Carlos and Walter all grabbed handguns as Nick took his rifle and walkers began emerging from the surrounding forest.

"Get that thing shut down!" Kenny yelled as he and Luke disappeared round the side of the lodge.

Sarita opened the control panel of the turbine and stared at it blankly.

"Does anyone know how to do this?" Carlos asked.

"I can do it" Clementine said confidently, despite the fact she had no idea what she was looking at.

"We'll watch your back" Carlos said with a nod.

—~—

Kenny and Luke finished fixing the transformer, the power in the lodge coming back on, but as they did they heard gun fire from the other side of the lodge and a number of walkers emerge from the forest behind them.

"Fuck Sarita and Clem are still out there" Kenny said worriedly as he shot a walker.

"Go! I'll cover these assholes" Luke replied. Kenny nodded, running off towards the others.

—~—

Clementine finished with the turbine, it was simply a matter of turning off a key switch, and she heard Nick screaming. She turned to see him being attacked by a walker. She pulled her gun but before she could get a shot away she heard a bang and saw the walker drop. Her head turned to see Walter's gun pointed at the dead walker momentarily before he aimed for another target.

Clementine smiled before jumping, a bullet whizzing passed her ear and striking a walker right behind her she hadn't even noticed.

"Clem!!! Get inside now!" Kenny roared as he fired more shots passed her, as more and more walkers emerged from the forest.

Clem nodded, shooting one before running through the glass doors of the lodge.

—~—

Not a lot bothered Y/N. He could deal with pain. He could deal with hardship. He could deal with sleeping with one eye open, with walkers, even with all the lives he had taken. By this stage there were very few things that could rattle him. Kenny calling him Duck though, did.

Y/N had done it to protect Lee and Kenny from carrying that act. Y/N had done it to end Duck's suffering. He had done it out of mercy, but it was the one thing since the apocalypse started that haunted him. He would have nightmares frequently, standing over Duck unable to pull the trigger as walker Duck and corpse Kaatja berated him, blamed him. If he'd gone to Save Lots that first night they would both still be alive. Their deaths were on him.

He'd walked for about half an hour before turning back to the lodge- it was getting dark and he'd stormed out without any weapons. Any walkers he'd come across were easily enough despatched- the dumb fucks were just that- dumb fucks. As long as you stayed calm they could easily enough be tripped. Their heads easily enough stomped into dust.

As he began to get closer he heard a loud whirring noise, then a loud grinding then gunfire. They were in trouble. Clem was in trouble. Y/N ran.

—~—

Clementine burst into the doors and closed them behind her, climbing the stairs up to the mezzanine level where the beds were. Rebecca, Alvin and Sarah were hiding there.

"Clementine, are you ok?" Rebecca asked  panicked. Before Clementine could answer a hail of automatic gunfire could be heard from outside, too many guns for the group's solitary AR-15.

"What the hell?" Alvin asked. The four looked out the windows from their higher levels and saw four individuals, three with AK-47s, surround Kenny, Sarita, Carlos, Walter and Nick.

"Oh no. It's him" Rebecca gasped in terror.

—~—

Y/N ran as fast as he could, desperate to get to the lodge. To protect Clementine. To protect Kenny.

He got to the clearing near the lodge just in time to hear the explosion of automatic gunfire break out, a hail of bullets downing the remaining walkers in the area. Y/N slid towards the duffle bag of guns on the ground, grabbing them and skulking quickly off to the bushes again. He couldn't make an open stand against a group of people with automatic weapons pointed at him, but he noticed Kenny's rifle  sticking out the bag as he got to it, another plan formulating in his head.

"Hey stop!" A man yelled, but Y/N was too quick, disappearing into the thick brush.

—~—

"Did you see that? A kid with a big bag just ran into the forest" Troy yelled to his comrades.

"One thing at a time, Troy. Howdy folks" Carver chuckled gruffly with an ominous grin as he approached the people held at gun point.

"Where's Rebecca?" He asked as he stopped in front of Carlos. Carlos surprised Kenny by spitting in Carver's face. Kenny didn't think the doc had the stones for that.

"It's nice to see you too" Carver commented, wiping his face before punching Carlos hard in the jaw, dropping him to the ground.

"Dad!" Sarah shrieked from their hiding place, quickly bolting down and out the ski lodge to her father's hunched form.

"Inside. Now!" Carver barked, the group moving at gunpoint until Walter recognised the woman of the group.

"It's you!" He said to Bonnie, shocked and saddened.

"Keep moving" Bonnie replied coldly.

They all entered and Bonnie whistled as she looked around:

"Look at this place."

"You believe this fuckin' place, Bonnie? Power and everything. Lotta windows, though. It's fuckin' huge. Bill's gonna hate it. The rest of 'em could be anywhere" one of the other gunmen, Johnny, replied to her. Clementine, Rebecca and Alvin watched on hidden as Johnny continued:

"Man, how the fuck are we gonna cover these guys and look for them too?"

"Johnny, cover that window" Bonnie replied, pointing him to the large pane glass window on the left side of the lodge doors. Johnny nodded and walked over there as the rest of the group had their hands tied behind their backs and they were lined up on their knees.

Carver though walked over and grabbed Carlos's arm, dragging him to the front of the group and punching him in the stomach.

"Dad" Sarah shrieked as Carlos hit the ground hard, coughing and spluttering.

"Listen, I'm only gonna ask you once. Where's Rebecca?" Carver asked gruffly.

"Sarah, look at me. It's gonna be okay" Carlos said before screaming in pain as Carver snapped one of his fingers.

"Rebecca? Rebecca, our baby deserves to be raised in a place of safety! I know you're out there. And Alvin, and Luke, and the girl. This is real simple. You want this over quick, you all play nice and show your faces!"

"Don't hurt my dad, please!" Sarah cried from line up.

—~—

Alvin, Rebecca and Clementine watched from the shadows of the mezzanine as Carver held Carlos by the back of the neck and yelled.

"He'll kill him" Alvin whispered fearfully: "We gotta go down there"

"I can't do that" Rebecca replied nearly in tears.

"Bec, the baby. You need a doctor" Alvin replied pragmatically.

"No. Where's Luke and Y/N?"

"How the hell am I supposed to know?"

"They're still outside. They can help us."

As the couple argued back and forth Clementine watched on as Carver pulled a hunting knife and held it to Carlos's jugular.

"You've got five seconds before I kill him Rebecca. Five"

"We have to give ourselves up" Clementine reasoned.

"But- but what about Luke and Y/N?" Rebecca pleaded.

"Four"

"Look at those guns. We start shootin' and people are gonna die, on both sides" Alvin reasoned as Carlos screamed again, another finger broken before Carver continued:

"Three"

"He's gonna kill him. He's gonna kill him" Clementine said, her words full of fear.

"Two"

"One"

"Bill stop!" Rebecca screamed as she stood with her hands raised.

"Ah!" Carver smiled, throwing Carlos to the floor where he was quickly grabbed by Troy and shoved back in line.

"You Alright?" Carver asked as he caressed Rebecca's face.

"Fuck you, Bill" Rebecca replied. Carver laughed menacingly and added: "We already did that dance, remember."

The couple and Clementine were tied up and placed in line as Bill walked in front of them and asked:

"So now it's just a matter of Luke and that kid, Y/N right? Troy here says he was carrying a-"

Carver was cut off as a gunshot rang out, piercing through one of the large windows and landing right in Johnny's face as he fell to the ground, instantly dead.

"No!!!" Bonnie cried as she and Troy dove behind cover. Carver though walked up, grabbed Walter, dragged him out and put a bullet in his head.

Walter fell dead as the group all screamed out in horror, Sarah shrieking and crying. Tears fell down Clementine's cheeks as Carver yelled from behind a column:

"That's for our man! Now, I didn't want to do this, but you ain't leavin' me much choice! So here's what's gonna happen! I'm gonna march another one of your friends out here and I'm gonna put a bullet in the back of their head! Or you can give up now! Your choice.."

Another gunshot rang out, a bullet impaling into the column just inches from Carver's face. He turned with a sadistic smile and walked over to the group, pulling one of them up and saying with a chuckle:

"Hi Alvin"

"You motherfucker" Alvin replied as he was dragged forward.

"Alvin!" Carlos yelled, joined by Rebecca who screamed:

"Bill, no! Tell him to stop! Y/N, stop!"

As Alvin was dragged and pushed to the front of the ski lodge, Carver used him as a human shield and spoke to him calmly:

"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've lodged a complaint. You could've... well, you could've been civil."

"Bill, no! We'll do whatever you want!" Rebecca cried from the line up.

"I love you, Bec" Alvin replied as Clementine suddenly sprang to her feet and ran over in an attempt to do something, protect Alvin in some way. Carver though saw her coming and released Alvin at the last moment, punching Clementine in the stomach.

Clem was on the ground coughing and spluttering as she was quickly wrapped up by Carver with a gun pushed into her temple.

"This girl said you protect her at any cost. Well I've got a gun to her temple. What are you gonna do?"

Moments later Y/N walked through the doors with his eyes cold, fixed on, staring a hole through Carver as the vicious thug slowly lowered Clementine to the ground.

"That's him! That's the one I saw with the big bag!" Troy yelled as he approached Y/N, roughly tying his hands behind his back. Y/N glared at Carver the whole time as Clem was placed back in line next to Carlos, Y/N next to her, Nick on his other side.

Carver walked over with his arrogant swagger and cockily looked at Y/N, dead in the eyes, as he lowered himself to a knee on the same level as Y/N and the others. The rest watched fearfully, Clem included, as Y/N glared a hole through Carver, not breaking eye contact with the despot once.

"You are something special aren't you?" Carver smiled. Y/N continued to glare, not intimidated, not saying a word.

"I saw you the other day, in the woods. You set the walkers on us. Cost me the lives of three of my best men, not to mention poor Johnny just now. How'd you do it? With the walkers I mean."

There was silence in the lodge as Y/N didn't answer, just continued to stare into Carver's eyes. Carver chuckled and looked away for a moment before looking back at Y/N:

"Troy here says you disappeared into the forest with a big bag. Then you shot poor Johnny. What's in the bag? I'm curious."

Y/N again didn't reply, simply staring back at the much older man, death glaring into his eyes. The images flashing through Y/N's mind right then couldn't be mentioned in decent company. The things Y/N was gonna do to this asshole.

Carver chuckled before pulling a large hunting knife from his belt, grabbing Nick by the back of his head and dragging him forward, the sharp point of the knife an inch away from Nick's retina. Nick began to hyperventilate in fear as Y/N and Carver locked eyes, Y/N not flinching.

"You're really gonna let me do this?" Carver asked.

Y/N spoke for the first time, hauntingly and unsettlingly calm as he said:

"Well let me take you out there. Me and you. I'll show you."

Carver chuckled, replying:

"Not gonna happen, this might" as the point moved within half an inch of Nick's eye and his fear increased. Y/N began speaking, again calmly, non fussed even:

"There's guns in it. AR-15, automatic weapons, Winchester Model 70 with a night scope, there's a compound bow..."

Y/N looked up towards the ceiling in thought:

"A hunting knife, a machete and a crowbar with a ah- a red line, along the back..."

Y/N's eyes came back in direct eye contact with Carver as the teen stiffened up, his lip snarling, his eyes and voice darkening as he said coldly:

"That's what I'm gonna use to kill you!"

A slow smile grew on Carver's face before he chuckled, releasing Nick and putting his knife away. He stood and barked orders:

"Troy go find the bag" before looking at the others, ignoring the death glare that Y/N was still giving him:

"Where's Luke? Finally cut and run, huh? Why am I not surprised? I warned you. I warned you not to follow him. And look where he's led you. But you're safe now. We're going home. As a family. Alright, Bonnie round 'em up. As soon as Troy gets back we're headin' back to camp."