3rd POV

We last left off with Y/N following 3 figures on an open field. He's been keeping up with them for weeks now and they where the exact people he where hoping for. Christa, Omid, and Clementine. Thanks to Y/N's now enhanced sense of smell being a walker he can track them from miles away. He even figured out a few extra tips and tricks along the way.

He figured out that his emotions help trigger his urges to eat human flesh. If he gets to anxious angry or any negative thought could possibly trigger these urges. He's been trying to figure out how to keep it in check the whole time while also learning a few things about Clem. The bare essentials like her favorite fruit is an apple, her favorite color being purple, and she loves to inspect insects. Y/N is now lurking near the trio as they look over a small building.

Omid: What do you think?

Christa: Omid you can't be serious?

Omid: I am.

Christa: We are not doing that.

Omid: Why not?

Christa: Because.

The trio walk over to the building while Christa and Omid again talk about one of the biggest things to ever hit their lives. Names for a baby.

Omid: Come on Christa, what's wrong with Omid?

Christa: Where not calling our baby Omid. One of you is enough.

Christa turns around looking to Clem for some help.

Christa: Clementine a little help here?

Omid: Omid The 2nd.

Christa: No.

Omid: Omid Jr.

Christa: No!

Omid: You gotta admit it has a nice ring to it.

Clem: What if it's a girl?

Omid: Well then we name her Christa.

Christa: But I'm Christa. I don't wanna name our baby Christa that's just confusing.

Omid: So name her Genevieve. I don't care.

Christa: How can you not care?

They come up to the building with Y/N lurking behind the building.

Christa: Your not taking this seriously.

Omid: I take everything seriously. Especially little Omid's future.

Christa: Keep talking and you'll be sleeping in the rain tonight. Remeber that time in Barstow?

Omid: Vegas weekend.

Christa turns around with a smile on her face as she remembers that memory with him and walks into the mens room.

Omid: Why don't youuuuu, uuummm get cleaned up in the girls room Clem.

Clem: I hope the sink works in there.

Omid: I wouldn't count on it. Just be careful and make sure to keep track of your things. We'll be right next door.

Clem nods before heading in.

Clem: Ok.

Clem walks into the bathroom to get cleaned up meanwhile your outback watching the surrounding area for any possible threats. You sniff the area again, but smell something completely different the original 3 smells you smell off of Omid, Christa, and Clem. You smell a 4th person nearby and they are in the same area as Clem!

Y/N: Oh shit I need to help her!

You slowly open the door and see a colored woman pointing a gun at who you assume is Clem. You decide to let the door close to get her attention as you round corner just before it closed making a clicking sound.

*Bang*

You hear a gunshot go off as you hear the door to the men's bathroom open with Christa rifle in hand as Omid rushing in behind her. They bust open the girls restroom door as I then hear screaming.

Christa: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!?

Clem: Christa!!

She runs over to Christa as she whimpers behind her and Omid goes to comfort her.

Omid: There, there it's ok. It's ok.

Christa: Are you ok sweetie!?

Clem: Sh-She. She. She was gonna hurt me and kill me for my stuff and my hat.

Christa didn't like the sound of that and she turns to the stranger with anger in her eyes.

Christa: You dare, come in here and threaten to hurt or even kill a little girl over a hat and call yourself human!?

???: I didnt mean to! I didn't mean to!

She drops the gun and raises her hands in the air.

???: I didn't mean-

*Bang*

Christa: That was a warning shot. Get out of here before I change my mind.

The stranger wastes no time leaving the area as the trio then decide to move on from here.

Y/N: This is only the beginning of our adventure. I hope to one day reviel myself to you soon, so you can learn the truth of what really happened to Lee. Weather you like or hate me after I tell you. No matter how much you push me away, I made a promise to that man and I will see through it till the end. I'll always be there to help you when you need me weather you want it or not I'll always look after you.

*12 Months later*

The trio has been through a lot the last 12 months. Pretty recently Christa and Omid's baby didn't make it. It died soon after being born, having nothing to take care of it. Christa took it hare the most making her more distant towards Clem and even Omid. Omid is still his cheery self even tho he doesent have his baby he's still happy to have Christa with him so it didn't effect him the same way it did Christa.

Meanwhile you have just been watching everything from the shadows like a Tennage Mutant Ninja Turtle. It's all you can do since you still don't know how to talk to other people telepathically like you did with Lee. Until then you can't show your face. Not only just them but everyone. Nobody would ever accept you anywhere. Your just a freak for the rest of your life, but you have to keep looking after Clementine. You promised Lee.

Clem decides to try and talk with Christa having nothing else to do.

Clem: Christa, talk to me.

Christa sighs as she walks over to their campfire.

Omid: What's wrong honey?

Christa: What's wrong? Look at this. It's pathetic. The woods to wet to burn. There's more smoke then flame and at this rate we'll be eating it for breakfast.

Clem: What else can we do?

Omid: Something that will burn and cause more flame hopefully.

Christa: It would be easier then in the dark and the rain. You should be doing this. Not us. How to tend to a fire so you can cook and stay warm. It's something you need to be able to do Clementine, otherwise.

There was an eerie silence as Christa continues to try and cook their meal and keep the fire going.

Omid: Well I did say that-

Christa: I know what you said! *Sighs*

There was another moment of that eerie silence until Clem finally speaks up.

Clem: I miss Lee.

Y/N hears this and it breaks him more and more every time Clem brings up Lee. She blames herself for Lee's death, but it was actually Y/N who got him killed. At least that's what he keeps telling himself. Right now you where getting sad that turned into slight anger as you curse at yourself for biting Lee. Your urges start to consume you as you turn around seeing the trio as your next meal. You where a little far away just in case this ever happened. He got better at taking back control over his body, but can't keep it from taking over at all. Yet.

Christa: I'm sure you do. *Sighs* Omid come with me to look for more wood.

Omid Sure thing.

He grabs his gun and knife before he starts walking into the woods.

Christa: Clementine you stay here and keep the fire lit.

Christa then walks off after Omid as Clem sits there for a minute as the fire goes out. Clem sighs as she gets up and opens her backpack. Meanwhile your fighting to take control of your body again and your almost there.

Y/N: *Growling* *Snarling*

Luckily your not close enough for Clem to hear as she takes out a photo of Lee sighing in sadness rembering him. She then takes out a drawing she drew that's supposed to be Kenny, Duck, and Katjaa. She looks at it with sad eyes and puts it to the side as well. She finally finds what she was looking for. Her lighter that had a pink butterfly sticker on it.

Clem: Now I just need to relight the fire.

Clem takes out a small piece of paper and lites it with her lighter and put it in the middle of all the wood as it lights up a little again to a small simmer.

Clem: Better but still not enough. The flames are too low. Gotta find something else that'll burn.

Meanwhile you manged to take control of your body again as you hid behind a tree.

Y/N: That was too damn close. I wonder where Christa and Omid went. To get more wood maybe? Maybe to hunt food?

???: Jesus are you FUCKING kidding me!?!

You hear this and it didn't sound good. Whoever said that sounded pissed and usually the pissed off people are usually the bad guys. You notice that Clem starts following all the chatter as I stood close by. Eventually you find that Christa and Omid where held at gunpoint by a small group of unknown survivors.

???: Where's the rest of your group!?

???: And don't fucking lie to us!!

Omid got pushed back to Chritsa as she responds to the group.

Christa: Whe-Where by ourselves.

???: Bullshit!

???: She's lying.

???: Cut the shit lady.

One guy says as she points her gun at Christa making Omid a little mad.

Omid: Get that gun out of her face. Now!

???: Or what!? You gonna-

He gets hit in the face with a rock by Clem as you come up behind him and bite into his neck as you where also followed by a small hoard of freakers.

???: WHAT THE FUCK, JOHN NO! FUCKING WALKERS!

Clem: Christa, Omid, this way! Run!

Christa and Omid run over to Clem as you continue to tear John apart with your little group of freakers covering you trying to get the other three.

???: AFTER THEM!!

???: ARE YOU MAD JACK!? WE NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE BEFORE WE END UP LIKE JOHN!

???: I'm with Max.

Jack looks at trio, then the hoard.

Jack: SHIT!? FALL BACK!

??? Falls down as while running away from the walkers with Jack helping him up.

Jack: Come on Caiden, you can make it.

Caiden gets up and continues running with Jack and Max. Meanwhile your still eating their friend John as you hear the trio trying to escape the hoard.

Christa: Come on! This way!

They stop when they come across me while running  and I growl at them with intensity.

Y/N: *SNARLING!* *GROWLING!* (It's the best I got unless you guys wanna show or teach me how to write sounds better)

Omid: Shit!

Omid pulls his gun out and shoots for your head, but you quickly dodge it and go for a scratch on Omids hand, but Clem steps in front of him.

Omid: WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?

Christa: CLEM NO!

You watch her stand there with her eyes closed arms stretched out from side to side with a sad and scared look on her face causing you to stop just before you scratched her.

Y/N: No! I made a promise! I'll always look after you!

Thus taking control over yourself once again as you do a Snarling howl.

Y/N: *Snaaaarrrrroooooooooo*

...........

I'm sorry I'll stop now.

You jump over to another freaker that was close and punched right through his head leaving  nothing. Clem, Christa, and Omid look with shocked and scared faces.

Omid: What this kind of walker is that!?

Christa: That ain't no walker! It's a berserker or some shit!

Clem: Well w.e it is it's helping us let's take this chance to escape while it deals with them.

Hearing Clem call you an it kinda irritated you so much so that you grab the walker by the neck and look at Clem with an unamused face and slowly ripped the walkers head off with your other hand dropping it then stomped on it destroying the head making Clem shake in her boots. Probably not the best first impression, but you where a little ticked off today and that comment didn't help.

The trio ran, but still kept coming across walkers, they soon get boxed up against a hill that drops to lake with a current.

Christa: Shit where trapped!?

Omid: Unless...

Omid looks behind them.

Christa: Is that really our only way?

Omid: I'm the only one with a gun and I only got 3 shots left. It's try to survive the current or a hoard of walkers with only 3 bullets.

Clem: I say current.

She gives them no time and slides down the hill falling down the lake.

Omid: Well we have to go down the hill now.

Christa: *Sighs* Yeah.

They both roll down the hill after Clem. You decide to sit behind and guide the hoard of freakers towards where he remembers the raiders running off too.

Clem's POV

*Timeskip*

I soon awaken on shore a little freezing due to the water my stomach not feeling so good, but it just seems like cramps. (NOT PERIOD CRAMPS)

I look around for Omid and Christa, but I don't see them anywhere. I call out to them hoping they respond.

Clem: Christa, Omid are you there!?

No response, I walk along the shore until I seen a wooden ledge in front of me. My first attempt to reach it failed, so I try again this time actually holding on and climbing up. When I reach the top I see a forest then I hear bushes rustling.

Clem: Christa? Omid?

Still no response. I hope their ok. I walk into the forrest as I think about the events of last night. That walker dodged Omid's then he went from nearly killing me into helping us escape from the hoard of walkers.

I've never seen anything like it. It's unheard of that which walker moves that fast and is that strong. I revision his unamused face as he effortlessly rips the walker's head off.

Clem: It's like it understood me.

I then stop in my tracks.

Clem: Did the walker get offended when I called them an it?

I then shake this idea off.

Clem: No. It couldn't have. It's a walker............. but where did that voice come from?

*Flashback from last night*

I just jumped in front of Omid on instinct to protect him, but then nothing happened. I looked up and say the walker had it's hands on its head.

???: No! I made a promise! I'll always look after you!

Next thing I know the walker starts attacking the hoard of walkers clearing small path for us to escape.

*Flashback End*

The events of last night has my head in a loop. I can't stop wondering if there are other walkers like that one. Hopefully there not bad like that other one. I hear bushes rustling again as I wait to see what comes out.

???: *Growling*

It's a dog.

Clem: It's ok boy. It's okay.

Dogo: *Bark* *Bark*

???: You find something boy.

I hear a familiar voice as Christa and Omid appear from the bushes.

Christa: Clementine!!

Clem: Christa!!

We run to eachother and hug eachother. Omid comes to us and makes a group hug.

Omid: Where so glad your ok.

We release from the hug thats when I notice a bandage around his head.

Clem: Omid what happened?

Omid: Well you remember that waterfall we eventually came across? Yeah when we fell I guess the water was too shallow and I hit my head on a rock or something. I'm all good tho.

Christa: We found this dog and we had him try to sniff you out.

Clem: How?

Omid: With this.

Omid pulls out my lighter then hands it back to me.

Omid: It was yours so it should have smelled like you jut enough for the dog to track you and sure enough he did. It fucking worked.

Christa: Yeah. Something actually works out for once.

With that being said the dog just started to bark again.

Dogo: *Bark*

He then runs off.

Clem: Hey! Where you going? Wait up!

I chased after the dog with Omid and Christa not too far behind. We come across an abandoned camp.

Christa: Looks pretty run over.

Omid: But you never know.

My belly then starts to growl.

Clem: Let's look around for some food.

The dog walks past us as he looks around.

Omid: Sam.

Christa: Hu?

Omid: That's his name. Saw it on his colar as he walked by.

Clem: Well it's nice to have you with us Sam.

Sam: *Bark* *Bark*

I look inside a box in a vehicle, but I don't find anything useful. I pick up a figure examining it.

Christa: Anything?

Clem: Nothing edible.

Omid: Wonder who used to live here. These tents got trashed.

Sam: *Bark* *Bark*

Christa: Yea, maybe it's best we don't stick around too long to find out.

Omid: This grill can no longer be used.

Christa then sees a cooler and walks over to it. She then opens it hoping to find something.

Christa: UGHHHHH GOD! Nothing in the grill! Nothing in the cooler!

Clem: Ughh I hate scavengers. They take everything.

Christa then kicks the cooler into the forest with a lot of force.

Christa: AND I AM SO SICK OF THAT DAMN SMELL!!!

Omid: Sssshhhhh quiet honey. We don't know how many walkers could be out here.

Christa: Speaking of walkers what the hell was with that one walker last night. I'm sure you guys know which one I'm talking about.

We don't say anything as we think on what to say on the subject.

Omid: I'm not sure what to think of it. I've never seen any walker like that one. It was a normal one at first-

Clem: Then all of a sudden it became different. One that moves quicker then a regular walker or human for that matter and is super strong. I hope there aren't others like that one.

Christa: Same. Regular walker hoards are one thing, but imagine only a dozen of those things. They'd be able to take down armies with that kind of speed.

Omid: Let's worry about getting food for now. We'll figure that out when it comes up on its own again.

Omid then walks up to a garbage can with some flies flying around it.

Christa: Your not thinking.

Omid: Gotta check everywhere.

Clem: Oh gross.

Omid: *Inhales* *Exhales* Well. Here we go.

He pushes his sleeves up then sticks his hands in the garbage. He scurries around in it for a bit until he pulls out an unopened can of beans.

Omid: Holy shit! Thank fuck!

Christa: Oh my god our lucks starting to turn around.

Clem: Now we just need something to open it with.

Omid: Oh yeah. Right.

Christa: Wait!

Christa takes her shoe off as a knife falls out of it.

Christa: Yes!

Omid: Alright good thinking babe.

Christa gives the knife to Omid, but just before he could stab it the dog starts barking again.

Sam: *Bark* *Bark* *Bark* *Bark*

Clem: Sam, shhhh we have to be quiet.

Christa: Go see what he's barking at.

Omid walks over to Sam with his knife up as he has a somber look on his face as me and Christa go to see what Omid sees. We see a middle aged guy with his left arm snapped to where the bone is sticking out and he's strapped down to a tree. It growls at us while moving its other arm to try and eat us but is restrained by the straps around him.

Sam: *Bark* *Bark* *Bark*

Clem: It's ok. Where smart and they aren't. Where more smart then all of them.

Christa: What hartless bastard would do this to someone.

Omid: The people we hope to not ever come across, but if it's necessary I'll do what I must to protect you two.

Omid says seriously as he picks up a huge tree bench and sets himself up to crush the walker's head.

Omid: Stand back. Ok.

He lifts the branch up and smashes the walkers head. He coughs a little after hitting it, but then it rises and reaches for us again.

Omid: *Sigh*

He smashes it's head again.

Walker: *Snarling*

He smashes it again.

Walker: *Moaning*

And again.

Walker: .......

And again.

Omid: HHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!

It's head busted open on that last hit causing us to see into its head and see it's brain. Omid breathes heavily as he drops the tree branch.

Christa: Omid honey are you ok? You don't need to push yourself for one tied up walker.

Omid: I'm fine babe. Don't worry about me.

Christa doesent look too convinced, but brushes it off for due to hunger I guess since she won't stop eying the can of beans.

Christa: Well can we eat now?

Omid: Yea. Yea.

Clem: Wait.

I see another knife in the walker's arm as I take it out and rub the blood off on my pants.

Clem: Still pretty sharp.

Christa: You hold on to it Clem. It's better you have something rather then nothing.

Christa gives me a small smile as I smile back at her. I don't don't what happened, but I'm glad Christa is back to being more upbeat and positive. Wish I could say the same for Omid. He seems to be changing too, but is acting more like what Christa was acting last night.

Omid: Let's go sit on that log to eat.

We all see the log he points out and we all sit on it with the dog sitting in front of us.

Omid just stares at it for a minute.

Christa: Well?

Omid: I'm gonna open it. Just.... *Sighs*

Clem: Please don't be bad.

Omid: Exactly.

Omid uses his knife and stabs away at the can in a circle until he can open it. It still looked fresh.

Christa: Oh thank God.

Omid: Our lucky streak continues.

Christa: We still gotta taste it.

I have a bad feeling about this all of a sudden.

Omid starts dumping the beans from the can into our hands evenly little by little as he takes his amount.

Omid: Looks ok.

Christa: Smells ok.

Clem: And tastes ok.

Trio: *Sighs*

The dog then stands in front of us and whimpers wanting some food.

Omid: I guess your hungry too aren't you boy.

Sam: *Bark* *Bark*

Omid dumps some more beans as he goes to feed the dog.

Omid: Here bud.

The dog nearly bites Omid's hand as he drops the can and the dog tries to eat all of it.

Omid: Hey! Don't eat it all!

Omid grabs the can back, but the dog then has this killer intent in its eyes as it bites into Omid's arm and throws him onto the ground. I try to kill the dog with my knife but when I go to stab him he was too fast and catches my arm in his mouth and pounces on top of me holding his jaws on my arm as I try to get him off me.

Christa: Clem! Fucking mut!

Christa grabs the knife and stabs into Sam's back making Sam yelp in pain.

Sam: *Yelp* *Whimpering*

The dog falls over and dies as Christa runs over to me.

Christa: Clementine! Are you ok!?

I just kept my eyes on the dog bite as I whimper in pain.

Clem: *Sniffles* *Whimpers*

Omid: Aaahhhh. Shit.

Christa looks over at Omid and sees him also looking at his dog bite in pain.

Omid: Jesus for a dog that was weak for not eating a while he had a lot of power behind his bite.

Clem: He had a vice like grip on my arm it hurts so much.

Christa: I know honey, but we don't have anything to treat it right now.

She moves my sleeve over my dog bite.

Christa: For now all we can do is cover it with your sleeve. We don't want it getting infected. Same goes for you Omid.

Omid then rolls his sleeve over his arm then stands back on his feet turning over to us with a pained face.

Omid: Let's keep moving. See if there is anything near by to treat these.

Me and Christa both not as she helps me back up. We continue on into the forest in hopes of finding supplies for mine and Omid's arm. We walk a good distance as I start to feel tired as I fall on a rock and slide down to the floor. Christa runs over to me.

Christa: Clem, honey don't fall asleep. Stay with me. We need to keep moving.

Omid: We got company.

Omid takes out his knife as walkers start appearing from the woods. I'm still on the ground until Christa finally manages to get me on my feet as we try to run for it with Omid taking out a few walkers until one catches up behind us and lands on me trying to bite me. I hold it off until Christa kicks it off me and stomps on its head killing the walker.

Christa: Come on Clem.

Christa grabs my good arm and helps me up again until another walker was about to grab her until a machete came down on the walkers neck cutting its head off. A guy in his 20s come to us then stabs the head of the walker as it was still alive since the brain hasent suffered any damage. He walks up to us as another walker appears behind him. An older guy shoots a, crossbow at the walker as it falls with the other one to help Christa with carrying me. Another walker appears.

Walker: *Groans*

Thwip! (Sorry if that's wrong. I'm trying ok.)

The older guy grabs the arrows from the heads of the walkers he shot.

???: Where clear! Let's go!

???: Come on. We gotta get.

Christa and the younger guy help me through the forest with the older guy helping Omid.

After a few minutes of running we finally come to a stop.

???: I think. I think where safe.

???: *Looks behind everyone* Yea, yea where good. *Looks at me* Hey, you alright?

Clem: I..... I think so.

We all then continue walking through the forest with Christa and the younger guy helping me.

???: What happened to you guys?

???: You guys with another group?

???: We don't want them thinking we aren't doing anything, but trying to help.

Christa: It's just us. Where all we have left.

Omid: Christa.

Christa: Omid, these two just helped us and they don't seem like trouble, so let me handle this ok.

Omid just looks down with a grunt.

Omid: Fine.

???: Well. I'm Luke, and that is Pete

Pete: Hey there.

Christa: As you already heard I'm Christa and that's Omid.

Clem: I'm Clementine.

Luke: Well it's nice to meet you Omid, Christa, and Clementine.

Pete: What happened to your arm?

Luke: Hu?

He looks back and notices his bloody arm.

Luke: What the fu-

He looks at my arm and then out of nowhere flings my bitten arm in the air making it fly up and fall down causing lots of pain to nearly knock the wind out of me.

Luke: Oh shit!

Clem: *Groans in pain*

Pete: What? What is it?

Luke: What do you think happened to their arm Pete? They've been bit man fuck! Fuck, fuck-fuck what are we gonna do here!?

Pete: Hmmmm.

Christa: No! It was a dog.

Pete: We didn't see no dog.

Luke: Come on guys we just saw yall with those Lurkers back there.

Pete: I can't even remember the last time I saw a dog.

Omid: Then look at them. We've seen walker bites before and a dog's nothing like a walker's bite.

Luke: Oh yea, right so I can have you and the girl dig in on his entrails night way!

Pete: My entrails why am I the one?

Luke: Because I don't know a dog bite from a mosquito bite from a lurker bite man.

Christa: Then your pretty stupid. Even Clem would know what a dog bite looks like.

Luke: Oh yea and how's that when I'm older then her?

Christa: Because she literally just got bit by a dog so she would know. We all saw it where not lying.

Pete: Hmmm, alright. Let's see it.

Pete goes to take off Omid's sleeve to look at his arm.

Luke: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey watch yourself.

Omid glares at Luke.

Luke: Don't look at me like that your the one that's bit here ok.

He turns around crossing his arms as Pete inspects Omid's arm.

Omid: See?

Luke: Is it uhhh? Is it like they said?

Pete: Could be a dog. Hard to say. Let me see her arm.

He cokes over to me and inspects my arm.

Pete: Well one thing is for certain. They where both bitten by the same thing.

He then looks me in the eyes.

Pete: So where did this dog go? The one that did this?

Luke: Why does that matter Pete? Seriously?

Pete: I wanna know how believe their story is.

Christa: What do you think we did. It was us or him so we killed it.

Luke: What!? Really? A dog shows up and bites you and you just kill it?

Pete: What would you have done?

Luke: I don't know!

Clem: It attacked us!

Luke: Still you don't. You don't kill dogs.

Christa: Ok then when another dog shows up and bites you and I'm just gonna let it tear the flesh off your neck.

Christa helps me lean on her more as she helps me continue walking.

Christa: You wouldn't happen to have any supplies to treat their wounds would you.

Pete: I can do you one better. We got a doctor with us that can take a look at the both of you.

Luke: Nick ain't gonna like this. Not after what happened with the uhh-

Pete: You keep your mouth silent about that boy.

Luke: Right. Sorry sir.

Pete taps his shoulder then starts to guide us back to their group.

Pete: Come on.

We follow behind them as we see a cabin in the distance. Omid wobbles around and about nearly falling a couple times.

Christa: Omid, honey what's up?

Pete: Yeah, are you feeling alright.

Omid: I'm fine. Just tired.

Now that he mentions it I'm feeling tired too.

Christa: What about you sweety?

Clem: Yea I'm tired as well, but I'm fine.

Luke: Well better be fine. Cause I ain't carrying you with that bite on your arm.

Christa: She don't need you anyway.

Luke looks away with a dejected face.

Omid: Don't worry about...........

Omid then falls over and passes out.

Luke: Ah shit!

Soon not long after I start to pass out.

Christa: Clem! Stay awake sweety! Stay awake!

All I see now is darkness!