This chapter is extremely long, so prace yourself and get some snacks.

Y/N's POV *His side of the last few events*

Y/N: Alright well I'm here, but..... this place has no cover at all in this huge area that looks like a parking lot which means they'll see me coming. Just gotta sit here for a while and memorize who comes out, when, and what directions they look in.

*Timeskip to this morning where Carver gives his morning speech*

Y/N: Ok now I'm close enough to see inside and they won't shoot. They don't seem to worry about the little hoard on one wall. Pretty dumb if you ask me.

I walk along the wall for a minute until I come across a wall reinforced with wood, but still has some see-throughable holes. I also hear a familiar voice knowing who it was the second it became clear.

Carver: Reggie, you're nearly back in. Keep following the path, and we'll welcome you back with open arms.

Y/N: Carver.

Sarah: How'd you sleep?

Y/N: And who the fuck are you?

Whoever that was Carver glared at them.

Y/N: Jesus she better shut the hell up before she gets in trouble with Carver.

I see her talking to Clem as she tries to tell her to be quiet and pay attention.

Y/N: You better listen to Clem-

Sarah: I just thought it was nice to finally-

Y/N: Or else-

Carver: Carlos!

Y/N: Your fucked.

Carlos: Yes?

Carver: Your child seems to be in need of correction.

Carlos: I'm sorry, Sarah. Apologize to Mr.Carver.

Sarah: *Looks down* Sor-Sorry sir.

Carver: No, no. That ain't gonna cut it. I can't have this on day one of your reform. You discipline her now Carlos.

Carlos: How do you propose that I-

Carver: One GOOD smack across the mouth should do it. It'll make her think twice before opening it up again. Go on well wait.

Y/N: As much as it pains me to say, but I have to agree. A girl of her caliber who looks pampered will definitely do it.

Carlos: *Slowly raises his hand* I'm not sure that with my hand that I-

Carver: Well that's why you have two hands Carlos. Come oooooon. And not some namby pamby thing alright. A good hard SMACK. *Fake slaps* Otherwise Troy here will do it for you. I know you don't want that. He can be.... overzealous. *Looks back at Troy* Is that the word?

Troy: If it means I'll slap the shit out of her, then yeah.

Y/N: These guys are ruthless.

Carver: Come on. Just get it over with.

Clementine: It's my fault-

Troy: HEY! No one is fucking talking to you.

Carver puts his hand up to calm him down.

Carver: If you want another one of those from yesterday I'd pipe down missy.

Y/N: He hit her!? Ohhhhhhhhh Carver you done fucked up now.

*The rest plays out the same*

Y/N: Shit, I wonder where there taking Clem.

???: Soil coming up!

I look over and see soil fall to the ground in a now busted open bag. I look up and see a woman with very short hair using some machine that I assume was supposed to carry the soil up, but broke in the process.

???: Goddamn this thing!

???: *Sighs* Shit.

???: Clementine!

I watch her run towards the woman who called for her. I decided I've seen enough and continue to walk around the walls to see what else I can see.

Y/N: There's bound to be some blind spots, secret holes, or a weak point somwhere around here.

I walk along the walls until I start to hear voices behind a thin piece of wood.

???: So what's going on between you and Bill?

???: He wants me to follow in his footsteps. Be ready to take over whenever he's no longer around.

Y/N: Who the hell is this now?

???: That's a lot of responsibility, but think of how cool it would be to lead your own group.

???: The more I think about it, the more intrigued I get.

???: So didn't you say you have a small meeting with him or something?

???: Yea he told me to come by when i was done with my rounds.

???: What do you think it's about?

???: Not sure, but it's probably another pep talk about being a leader or sum shit.

???: Well where just about done here, so I guess it's time for you to go.

???: Guess, so. See ya later Jake.

???: Later Iago.

Y/N: So the next in commands name is Iago hu? He doesent sound like much, but that can be deceiving.

I continue my walk along the wall when I hear banging up ahead and around the corner. A small group of walkers are all against the wall thats being banged on it seems to be that way for a minute until the wood inside falls down and the walkers break open the glass making their way inside.

???: Fuck! Grab something!

When every walker is killed I hear the annoying Troy yelling at everyone.

Troy: What the fuck happened in here!? Why is that window broken with a half dozen walkers in here!?

Y/N: Jesus as if your voice couldn't get more annoying.

Troy: You two enough mushy shit! Get back in there! I'm sure they got shit for you to do in there. NOW! Think I'm fucking around!? I can't believe I have babysit you assholes! Can't do a simple fucking patch job without me here cracking the whip?

Y/N: And you have suprised the world yet again you sorry sack of shit.

I follow Clem's movement until I feel her move inside really fast along with another heat signiture. It feels familiar, and this fire is fragile.

Y/N: Must be that guy that was following them like I was. I cant hear what their saying. Time to try something new.

I put all my focus into the heat signatures making my body weaker. This ability allows my presence into any room as long as I channel the inner fire into one specific heat signature. Meaning my inner being enters the person, so I see and hear what they see and hear.

Clem: Whoa.

Luke: You alright?

Clem: Yea... just got a warm feeling all of a sudden.

Luke: ...... Oooooookaayy.

Clem: Shut up.

Luke: What did I-

Clem: Shut it.

Y/N: She's pretty bossy.

Luke: Alright, alright, sorry. My head, y'know, is just spinnin'. Could... could use a couple hours of sleep here. We just... we just need a plan, y'know, a way to get you and... and everyone...

I heard more footsteps outside frightening me even more.

Clementine: Luke...

Luke: Oh, sorry, sorry. Shit, okay. Troy ain't gonna like you bein' late. Listen, Clem, I need you to meet me here tomorrow, about this time, 'cause I-- I need you to get me one of those radios, okay? Do you think you can do that? Just-- just one of those walkie-talkies. I just need to be able to tell y'all what's goin' on with them guards... you know, I'll figure out the schedule their patrols are on. I mean, they're-- they're all over the place, but I can keep an eye on 'em for y'all from out here. Look, we ain't gonna be able to shoot our way outta here, so we gotta be careful. W-- we just gotta be smart, 'kay? We gotta plan. That radio is crucial to that.

Clementine: O--okay. I--I'll get you one.

Luke: Thanks, Clem. I'm so glad I can count on you

Luke: Remember, you meet me here tomorrow. I'll try and be here around this time. But if I ain't, just wait as long as you can, 'cause I really need one of those radios. Just let everybody know I'm alright, okay? I'm worried they, uh--

Troy: Clementine! Get out where I can see ya!

Luke: Go on! Get outta here.

Clementine leaves the store and UNFORTUNATELY I hear the anooying Troy's voice again.

Troy: The hell were you doing? Huh?

Clementine: I was looking at comics... there's a whole store full of them.

Troy: Yeah? No shit. You best not dawdle, girlie. Pull somethin' like that again and you'll be meetin' the back of my hand.

Troy: Bill radioed. Wants a word with you up in his office. So get on up there, now.

I watch Clem run back inside the main buiding and headed straight to Carver's office not wanting to make him wait. She enters the building as I take mental notes and look for anything that will prove useful in getting Clem and her group outta here. As she walks to Carver's office I hear someone behind her.

???: Dude you should go and see Bill. He doesent like to wait.

Clem: *Continues walking* The fuck do you think I'm doing jackass?

???: Excuse me!

Bonnie: Wyatt!! The hell are you doing pestering an 11 year old!? What? can't stand up to anybody else so your picking on kids now?

Wyatt: I wasen't-

Bonnie: Well from what I saw and heard it dont seem like it. Your better then this Wyatt. You should get back to your post. BILL doesent like when people laze around and are late to their post time.

Wyatt: Yes ma'am.

Clem: Thanks Bonnie.

Bonnie: No problem Clem just next time choose your words more carefully. Your lucky he's on thin ice with Bill and I was around. Otherwise I dont know what would have happened.

Clem: *Scoffs* Please I can take care of myself and he don't scare me.

Bonnie: Anyway go on and see Bill. It's ture that he doesent like to wait.

Clem nods her head and continues on to Bill's office.

Y/N: Jesus Bill, Carver, Bill, Carver, fucking Bill, and fucking Carver. Can they make up their minds. Call him one or the other for fucks sake.

Clem walks up the stairs to his office and when she just about reached the top she sees Rebecca coming down crying.

Clem: Rebecca.

She ignores her and continues down the stairs still crying. Then she hears Carver.

Carver: She's a strong woman, surrounded by weak men. I ain't letting my kid get raised around that. Now get in here.

She walks in and she looks to her left to see Alvin on a chair but he's all bloodied and bruised up. She gets a look of concern and goes to him.

Clem: Alvin? Alvin!

Carver: He's been passed out ours ago. So save your breath.

Clem: Your a bully.

Carver: Come again?

Clem: Your just a bully. I know it wasent a fair fight.

Carver: Yeah, I suppose it wasn't. But life ain't fair most of the time.

Clementine: Why are you doing this?

Carver: Me and him, we got history. Understand? A couple things we had to... get worked out. I wouldn't be so concerned about his well-being if I were you. Not with you being so close to the fire yourself. Now...

Clementine sits down.

Y/N: Nows where I be quiet and listen.

Carver: You make sure you tell me the truth when you're sittin' where you are... and you won't end up over in that chair. You might not believe this after what happened earlier, but... I like Reggie. He is a funny guy. He keeps things light. You need folks like that... it's easy to let depression sink in during times like this. But he is weak. And I don't mean just 'cause he is maimed, that isn't his problem. He is weak of will. Weak of character. And we can't have that around here, not for long. Not with what we got at stake. You have to be able to contribute... Like your friend what's his name? Bozzman right?

Clementine: He doesen't deserve that... even if he messed up, he doesen't deserve to be treated the way he is.

Carver: Oh, he certainly does.

Clementine says nothing.

Carver: You see, Reggie is putting us at risk with his incompetence. He's had a string of screw-ups lately. Killing one in order to save many is part of survival. It's one of the tough decisions that a weaker person couldn't make. It's why it falls to people like us to lead them to safety. Do you understand? Well, I wish it was different, I do. But they are weak... and we are strong. That's why it's our responsibility to shepherd the flock... to keep them safe. It's their nature to follow... not to lead.

Clementine: I'm not like you.

Carver: I know it when I see it.

Y/N: Ok now thats bullshit.

Carver: And we're more alike than you think. In fact, I think you realize it, but you're not comfortable with it yet. There's no way you could've lasted this long otherwise. I realized it back in that cabin. You were scared, but you looked me straight in the eye. Kept your nerve. That's what we need if we're gonna get through this. The next generation has to be stronger than the last to... lead us out of this. Kids like you, raised the right way. The way my child'll be raised. It ain't this herd that keeps me up at night. We can handle that. It's not knowin' if I got anyone to hand all this off to... but I ain't worried about that anymore. That's what Iago is for. Speaking of which.

The office door opens and in comes Iago.

Iago: Bill.

Carver: Iago. I was just in the middle of speaking with one of our new workers and I gotta say she has a lot of potential. You could learn a thing or two from her.

Iago: Please what can a girl younger then me teach me?

Carver: Listen and observe. Now where where we?

Clem: I know.

Carver: Oh yeah?

Clem: Yea where at the part where I a ask you what if the baby isin't yours?

Carver: Well, even if that was true, it's mine now.

Clementine: You know what I wish?
Carver: What's that, honey?

Clementine: I wish Kenny had killed you.

Carver will remember that.

Carver: There's your first lesson, and there's all the proof I need, right there. You think anyone out there'd have the balls to say somethin' like that? Not even Iago would go that far. Take notes Iago.

Iago: Hmph.

Carver: Alright, now--

(R)Tavia: Bill? You there?

Carver: *Over radio* Yeah? I'm here.

(R)Tavia: The loading bay door is jacked. Troy really knocked the shit out of it.

Carver: *Over radio* How bad is it?

(R)Tavia: Rails are tweaked so it won't shut all the way. I don't think it's an emergency or anything, but it's somethin' Stan should take a look at when he can.

Carver: *Over radio* I'll get him on it. Out.

Carver puts the radio away.

Carver: That fuckin' idiot. Herd on its way and he puts a goddamn ding in my door. Go on back out to the yard. It's almost supper time.

Clementine leaves the office.

A middle aged woman escorts Clementine back to the yard. The group sits in the lawn chairs around the fire.

Kenny: 'Cause we all know what happened this morning! I don't know what that son of a bitch is gonna do next!

Mike: So you wanna ring the dinner bell for a herd of walkers to show up? How is that better?

Kenny: 'Cause this place'll be fucking chaos when that thing hits. No one'll be payin' any attention to us. And that's when we go. That's our opening. We just gotta figure out a way to draw 'em to us.

Y/N: It wouldn't be a bad plan if they knew how to get past the herd.

Clementine takes a seat. She notices Jane sitting alone in the corner of the room.

Rebecca: Your friend here wants to get us killed by lurkers before Bill can do it.

Kenny: What is it with you?

Rebecca: That's what it sounds like to me.

Sarita: You know that's not what he's saying, but...it does sound dangerous.

Kenny: This shit is all dangerous!

Sarita: Kenny! Do not speak to me like that.

Y/N: This Kenny guy has a few hot lids that can explode and burn everyone around him.

Kenny: Okay, okay. Sorry.

Clementine: Maybe Luke could help us... he's outside. He wants a radio to help keep an eye on the guards.

Rebecca: Thank you! That's the plan I vote for.

Clementine: You know about Luke?

Mike: He flagged us down when Troy wasn't lookin'. Told us his plan... mentioned he'd talked to you.

Rebecca: If Luke can tell us what's going on with the guards, we can use that to pick a good time to escape.

Sarita: That seems reasonable.

Kenny: Who knows when that'll be?

Y/N: I'm sure they can use both to their advantage.

Kenny: There was a girl back at Crawford that used church bells to send walkers all over the city. We just need something really loud.

Sarita: The PA system Carver is always using is quite loud.

Y/N: I was still going through the forest and I heard that thing a mile away, so yeah. It's definitely loud.

Mike: There's some speakers outside the building...pointed toward the parking lot. I saw 'em when we were walking out to the work. Troy's always standing next to one of them. There are a few along the roof.

Clementine: I saw the controls. They're in Carver's office.

Rebecca: She's right...

Y/N: Good eye Clem.

Rebecca: It's all controlled in Bill's office. There's a switch in there that'll turn them on.

Mike: How do you know that?

Rebecca: I used to make a lot of the announcements back in the day... I had it flipped on once...luckily there wasn't much around at the time to hear it. It was plenty loud, though.

Kenny: That's perfect! We just gotta get into his office. Why didn't you say something sooner?

Rebecca: 'Cause it doesn't change anything. This isn't a discussion about how to do it, it's a discussion about whether it's stupid. And it's still stupid. The sensible thing is to get Luke the radio and wait for an opening.

Y/N: She does make some good points, can't argue that.

Kenny: You're real difficult to deal with sometimes.

Sarita: Kenny...

Reggie: And you aren't

Rebecca: No, that's alright. You ain't exactly a peach, either.

Y/N: This guy sounds like a real piece of work, but also loyal and somone you want in a fight.

Clem: Wait, where are Boozer and Deacon?

Reggie: After what happened back at the greenhouse he's had those two doing more extra work since they know a lot about surviving. I'm going to lay down. Nobody listens to me anyway.

Reggie leaves the group to lay down on one of the beds.

Kenny: Anyway, Luke's in no shape to help us. You wanna put our fate in that guy's hands? It's not happening.

Mike: He did look pretty rough.

Rebecca: You guys should take a look in the mirror sometime.

Clementine: Why can't we do both? Even if we bring the herd to us, it's probably good for Luke to be able to tell us where they're coming from.

Mike: Look, it doesn't have to be mutually exclusive. Gettin' Luke the radio is helpful, whatever we end up doin'. It doesn't hurt to have more information.

Kenny: You know what? Fine. I can get behind that.

Kenny: Okay, so we get that turd a radio, he keeps us posted on the herd's movement. We fire up the PA thing and bring the walkers to roll over this place.

Mike: And then what?

Kenny: Get some guns and shoot our way out. I don't know! Whatever we can! We improvise.

Mike: Then that's not a plan. You don't plan to improvise.

Rebecca: I figured out what your problem is...you don't think this stuff through. If the end of the plan is just to stroll through a herd of walkers, then you should know from the jump that there's no way it's ever going to work.

Jane approaches the group.

Jane: Actually... I do it all the time.

Mike: First words I ever hear you say, and it's just some crazy, stupid shit.

Sarita: Hush. What do you mean exactly?

Jane: When you cover yourself in their smell, rub the walker guts all over you. They can't tell you from one of them.

Rebecca: Now I don't know who's crazier.

Jane: Trust me, I've walked through herds before. It works. You just have to keep calm, and make sure you're good and covered.

Sarita: You seem to know what you're talking about.

Mike: This is nuts.

Clementine: I've done it too.

Kenny: What?

Clementine: It's how we got out of the Marsh House. Lee covered me and we walked right through.

Kenny: Really? Holy shit. Good one, Lee.

Y/N: There is no alternative, so I guess there doing this.

Kenny: Alright! What are we waitin' for? Let's get that stupid radio!

Rebecca: We still have to find a way to get in the stockroom.

Jane: I got a plan for that, too. Come on, kid. Gonna need your help.

Kenny: Where the hell'd she come from?

Y/N: The Shadow Realm!

Jane leads Clementine to the corner of the room, where a rope hangs from the roof.

Jane: We just need to use the winch. She can just climb up from there. Then just drop into one of the skylights over the stockroom. There are shelves and stuff for you to land on, so... you probably won't fall to your death.

Clementine: Great.

Rebecca: That thing breaks all the time. Unless something's changed, it won't support much weight.

Kenny: Come on, up and at 'em.

Sarita: Don't push her, Kenny.

Kenny: She's our best bet. I mean that, Clem.

Clementine: Now or never, I guess.

Kenny: That's my girl.

Kenny: We gotta get that rope down. Mike, you wanna boost her up?

Mike: Come on, kid.

Mike picks up Clementine.

Clementine: Don't let go.

Mike: I got you.

Clementine grabs onto the end of the rope and lowers it, and Mike sets her down. Clem steps onto the hook attached to the rope and holds on; Mike pulls on the other end of the rope, raising Clem higher.

Mike: Try to hurry, alright? I don't think they're the sharpest guards in the world, but they're no idiots, either. They see you not in your bunk, we're all done. Shit, he's coming back! I gotta let you go, I can't stand here. Grab something!

As Mike drops the rope, Clementine grabs onto the ladder.

Clementine: Oof!

Clem climbs up the ladder, noticing the herd outside the walls.

Clementine: We're in trouble.

Clem reaches the roof as my vision starts to go black. I think my times up.

Y/N's Body, Y/N's POV

Y/N: She's alone on that roof. Should I-....

I contemplate if I should confront her or not. Tell her about what happened and who I am. I won't know when I'll ever catch her alone again, so right now seems as good a time as any other opportunity. I go to climb up the wall, but when I get halfway I start to feel weak and lose my grip on the wall.

Y/N: Damnit I was in Clem's body too long. (*HUGE PAUSE NOT LIKE THAT!*) Now I'm fatiuged. Come on body, climb!

Clem's POV

I was looking around the roof trying to figure out where the stock room is. As I looked around I start to hear sounds of a struggle and snarling sounds which keeps me on my toes as I watch my surroundings. I look over the edge of the roof and I see it.

Clem: No. Why did you have to appear now?

The walker that Omid, Christa, and I saw on that night was here. Climbing the wall, but seems to be struggling.

Y/N's POV

Y/N: Crap she saw me. I hope she don't yell.

As I'm thinking on what to do I feel the urges again due to my fatigue until.

Y/N: RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!

Clem's POV

That is until he leaps high over the ledge growling the whole time as I fall on my ass and it lands right in front of me. I want to yell, but the fear is preventing me from doing it not wanting to enrage whatever this thing is.

???: Who the hell is up here making all tha-

The creature quickly turns to the guard with a terrifying shriek.

Creature: *High pitched shrieks*

???: What the fuck is that!?! *Pulls out radio* Bill! We got a-

The creature moves with such speed and stabs its whole hand through the guards torso.

(R)Carver: Hank? Hank!? What's going on Hank talk to me!?

The radio stops going off as I see the creature slowly walk back over towards me as I cower in the corner near the edge of the roof. I'm terrified as I think back on how far I've come. I've made a lot of dum. decisions that got people killed, but I've still helped plenty. I hope your proud of me Lee. As the creature gets a few steps away from me I close my eyes and wimper as I live my final minutes. I'll see you soon Mom.... Dad....... Even you Lee. I wait, and wait, and wait, but nothing has happened yet. I slowly open my eyes and what I see next shocks me.

Clem: I-I-Is that?

The creature is bowing in front of me with the picture of Lee that I thought was gone forever. I take the picture from the creature as it backs away looking..... ashamed??

Clem: What are you?

???: Quickly up the stairs!

We hear more guards coming for the roof. The creature swiftly picks me up and puts me in front of a skylight that looks like.

Clem: The stock room!

Creature: *Shrieks*

I think it's helping me!

Clem: What about you!?

Creature: *Shrieks*

It gets into a primal position like a lion geting ready to pounce on its next prey. I think it's telling me it will be fine and it will guard me. Wasting no time I enter the stock room and look for the walkie talkies.

Y/N's POV

Thank god Clem went along with me otherwise this would be more of a drag. Three guards appear from the roof door all holding AK's which soon all where trained on me.

???: What the fuck is that thing!?

???: IT KILLED HANK!

???: YOU BASTARD!

Y/N: These guys really quote South Park?

???: WASTE IT!

As they all open fire at me I move over to a small building in the middle of the roof and use it as cover.

???: Clever little fucker ain't it! FLANK IT!

They come from both sides, but find nothing since I quickly climbed the building before they could corner me.

???: Where did-

I quickly swipe both of my hands from above hitting both guards. One skids across the roof while the other screams as he falls off the roof to his death.

???: MADISION! DAMNIT!

???: Owww shit! We gotta warn Bill Za-

I quickly slience the guard putting my hand through his head.

Za?: Ohhhhhhh shit, shit, shit!

Y/N: *Shrieks*

Za?: FUCK!!!

The guard runs, probably to warn Carver. Then right on que Clem comes out with the two walkie talkies.

Y/N: Right on time.

Clem approaches me still scared. Understandably so.

Clem's POV

As I slowly reached the creature that seemed to have saved me and not attack me. Even tho it probably doesent understand me, I just have to ask out loud.

Clem: Just what are you?

???: Better question is, what's the plan?

Clem: What the hell! Who said that?!

???: If only you could-... wait. You can hear me?

Clem: Your the only voice I'm hearing in my head, so yeah I guess I can hear you, but... how is this possible?

???: Crap, ummm no time to explain. Look get back down to your group and when you have the time, meet me over by the wall to where you guys are and then call me... telepathically speaking.

Clem: I have no idea what's going on, but all I know is your right. I can't stay here for long. See you tomorrow.

???: On with ya then.

He quickly jumps off the roof and I quickly look over to see the creature alright and running back to the forest. Probably to keep him out of site until tomorrow. I only have one thing to say on my mind now.

Clem: I wonder, who, or what that creature is?

???: Y/N L/N is the name, help picking fruits and vegetables is my mothafucking thing. Talk to you tomorrow Tangerine. I'm a guy by the way. Not an it thank you very much.

How I'm still able to hear i- *ahem* I mean him is beyond me. What an interesting character already. Anyway I made my way down to the yard before anyone could see me and walk toward the group. I see that Boozman and Deacon are finally back.

Kenny: Well?

I show everyone the walkie talkies.

Kenny: *Smiles* You little devil.

Boozman: *Nods* I knew you could do it.

I walk over to my bed a lay down.

Boozman: Kept it nice and warm for ya.

Clem: Thanks Boozer.

Kenny: Everybody stay where you are. No need drawin' suspicion.

Sarah: That was so cool.

Kenny: Thank you, Clem.

Jane: I told you you probably wouldn't die. Nice job.

Clementine: I was pretty scared.

Boozman: Nothing wrong with being scared. It's how you handle it that matters.

Clementine: I didn't handle it on my own tho.

I sit-up in my bed and what I said caught everyone's attention

Kenny: What do you mean by that?

I look at Boozman for a second then sigh as I look over towards Chrsita and Omid, sine they are the only ones who would believe me.

Clem: Christa, Omid, I saw it again. The walker.

Both their eyes widen and they seem to be panicking a little only leaving the others more confused.

Jane: Wait, wait, wait a walker? Are you telling us that a walker helped you?

Clem: *Deep breath in* *Deep breath out* Yes, yes I am. I'm saying that a walker helped me and he's the same one that me, Chrsita, and Omid saw back in the woods when we got attacked.

Chrsita: He's?

Clem: He told me his name. It's Y/N L/N.

Jane's, Mike's, Reggie's and everyone in the cabin groups eyes widen upon hearing this name.

Clem: You guys know him?

Jane: We only heard bits and pieces about him. Heard he was quite the amazing character.

Rebecca: We only heard good things about him. How respectful he is.

Nick: How reliable he is.

Carlos: How smart he is.

Pete: How much of a good listener he is

Sarah: How handsome he is-

Carlos: Sarah!

Sarah: What? They did say that.

Mike: Anyway, the kid is always being talked about by someone.

Reggie: It's almost like you can't last one day without somone mentioning that name. Don't know why it hasent been said the last 2 days, but you probably started the trend again.

Clem: How did it start?

Jane: It started around 16 months ago when a group of kids came by and started living here.

Clem: Who are they to him.

Jane: His brother and friends from elementary school.

Clem: He'll be happy to hear that then.

Kenny: Wait what you mean? How do you plan on telling him? He's a walker.

Clem: Tomorrow when I have the time I'm suppose to meet him at that wall where we will then communicate telepathically.

Deacon: Say what now? A freaker speaking telepathically? I don't buy it.

Clem: You really think I'd lie about something like this?

Deacon: I'm just saying I don't believe you because last I checked freakers, don't talk at all, they have no feelings, emotions, only their names and their names don't mean shit anymore when they are a freaker.

Clem: Boozer? You believe me right.

Boozman: I'll have to see it with my own eyes to believe it, but until then I'm with Deacon on this one. Freakers are merciless bastards who would stop at absolutely nothing until there is nothing left of you for them to eat.

I'm a little hurt hearing this, but I understand where he is coming from. It's Deacon I'm not so happy with.

Deacon: So if where done with all the nonsense and lolly gagging I'm going to bed. If what you say is true, then Bill has given us strict orders to hunt him down. So be sure to tell "him" that he better watch himself and cover his tracks, because we wont hesitate to bring him dow-

Clem: Good luck trying to take him on. I've already seem him take out groups of 4 without any trouble. Also didn't you hear that shriek earlier? Yea that was him. He's no ordinary walker. He's ten times bigger, stronger, and faster then the averaged walker with his senses also ten times better then even us humans.

Everybody stares at me in shock upon hearing what I just said.

Deacon: Your-your kidding. There's no way he-

Clem: Wait until I talk to him tomorrow and you will see for yourself. I'm gonna hit the hay now.

I walk back over to my bed next to Boozman who is on the floor again and I lay down.

Kenny: Well that was a long and confusing ass conversation.

Sarita: Kenny hush.

Kenny: Right. I thought about Duck today, about his dumb little face... First things that come to mind are always the dumb things he was doin'... Kid was always runnin' in circles. Every damn place we went he'd just run. Couldn't stop him. Makes it harder to remember he was a good boy. Well, long day tomorrow. One long day.

In the morning, the group except for Deacon and Boozman gathers around the radio they've placed on the table.

Kenny: Alright, we're all here.

Rebecca: Someone's gotta get the radio out to Luke. What's the problem?

Kenny: We should probably figure out who's doin' what before we--

Tavia opens the door, and Kenny takes the radio.

Tavia: Time to get up. Daylight's burnin'. They let you sleep in, all things considered.

Sarah: Where's my dad?

Tavia: He's where the rest of you are goin'. To work.

Tavia: Rebecca, Nick, Sarah, Jane, Reggie...

Tavia: If you gotta take a piss, do it now. The next break won't be for a while. Troy'll be comin' up for the rest of you.

Kenny: Why just them?

Tavia: Like I said, Troy's comin' for the rest of you.

Tavia, Rebecca, Sarah, Jane, Reggie, and Nick leave. Another guard then closes the door.

Kenny: Alright, look. If we're gonna do somethin', we have to do it now, and if Luke's all we got, then we pair up with him.

Mike: I can do it. Where's the meetin'?

Kenny: Mike.

Mike: Yeah?

Kenny: Clementine should do it.

Mike: Are you fuckin' kidding? No offense, but, c'mon, that's crazy, she's a kid, why would--

Kenny: There's a million reasons. She knows Luke, she can hide, she got the damn radio for us in the first place...

Mike: Who cares?!

Kenny: And I'm sorry, Mike, but I don't know you from fuckin' Adam, alright? And if I'm trustin' someone to do somethin' this important, I'm trusting her.

Mike: You don't trust me to get a radio to someone?

Clementine: Kenny's right, I should do it.

Kenny will remember that.

Mike: Don't do somethin' stupid just to get some respect.

Kenny: She doesn't need your respect.

Mike: Give me the radio.

Pete: Let's calm down now fellas. Now if Clem-

Troy enters.

Troy: Alright, little chickens, let's get to peckin'.

Mike: Alright.

Troy: And don't think today's gonna be like yesterday. No way. No shenanigans. This rooster's gonna be surveilling your ass every second of the day, you hear? Got that? I'm afraid I need an answer, girl.

Clementine: Yes, sir.

Troy still doesent look satisfied for some stupid reason.

Clementine: I heard you, okay?

Troy: Good.

Clementine: Whatever.

Mike: We got it, alright?

Troy: Come on.

Kenny: You have your pockets all out. *Nods at me*

I nod back at him knowing what I need to do.

Kenny: Gonna get your tags all snagged on somethin'.

Troy gives us a what the fuck look while Kenny gives back a what look while shrugging his shoulders.

Troy: Let's go.

We walk out of the yard and where about to head out until Bonnie calls out.

Bonnie: Hey! She's with me.

Troy: Oh, shit, I almost forgot.

Bonnie: Yeah.

Troy smacks Clementine with his gun, making her take a few steps forward.

Troy: Well, take her then, I don't care.

Kenny: Wait, wait. What's goin' on?

Troy: Never mind.

Bonnie: Just chores of a different sort. Come on, city mouse.

Kenny: Can't you cut her a break? She'd really rather keep with us...people she knows.

Bonnie: It's nothin' that'll hurt her.

Clementine: Okay. (to Kenny) It's okay.

Bonnie: C'mon.

Troy, Mike, and Kenny leave.

Bonnie: I just wanted to make sure you were alright. But now that I look at you... You look anxious, Clementine. Somethin' the matter?

Bonnie motions for Clementine to enter the the armory.

Bonnie: You know you can talk to me, right? I was dishonest when I first met you, but I swear on everything holy that'll never happen again. You can trust me.

Clementine: Bonnie... (takes out radio) Luke's waiting for me to give this to him. He needs it.

Bonnie will remember that.

Bonnie: Clementine!

Clementine: And all I need from you is to just not care where I am... for fifteen minutes.

Bonnie: If you get caught and you mention my name, Carver will be the least of your troubles. Okay? *Clementine nods* Well, what are you waitin' for?

I run out the armory and towards the door that leads to comic store outside. I reach it to see a guard proped up against the wall near the same door.

???: You should get going. Bill don't like idle hands.

I sneak out to the fenced-in area of the store with the guards propping himself back against the wall allowing me to reach the door.

???: Names Russell by the way.

I decide to humor him with my name.

Clementine: Clementine.

Russell: Oh I know. Been hearing you bad mouthing some of my group from before here. Egotistical, bad mouthing girl and some white boy who thinks he's Jesus putting his nose in where it shouldn't be? In the names of Becca and Wyatt.

Clementine: I just said what was true.

Russell: And true it was. I don't blame you. I wouldn't let anyone talk down on me either.

Clementine: Then me and you will get along just fine. See ya around.

Russell: See ya.

I open the door and walk out to see Troy is watching Mike and Kenny work in the clothing store.

Troy: Y'all better hurry that shit up. I hate babysittin' you assholes.

I slowly enter the comic store.

Clementine: Luke?

No answer

Clementine: Luke, are you okay?

Still no answer

Clementine: Luke!

I look back to make sure Tory didn't hear me as I look to call for Luke again.

Clementine: Luke, it's me... Clementine. It's safe to come out.

With no other choice I start to look around for Luke.

Clementine: Luke! Where is he...?

I then spot a small pool of blood on the floor.

Clementine: That looks really old. He's...probably fine.

Where did Luke go? He can't just dissapear on us now? Not when we have came so far already.

Clementine: Luke? If you're hiding, come out!

Where the fuck is Luke!? I then see a sleeping bag?

Clementine: Was he sleeping here?

After looking for Luke and constant calling his name, Troy enters the store.

Troy: I swear to Christ you're gonna regret this!

Clementine: I was--

Troy slaps me and I fall to the ground.

Troy: You ain't supposed to be out here!

Troy grabs the back of my neck and drags me back to my feet to take me out the comic store.

Troy: You people been here one fuckin' day and already you're fuckin' up. Well, you wait and see what happens. Move!

Troy pushes me forward to join Kenny and Mike and I nearly fall on my face until Kenmy caught me.

Kenny: Hey!

Troy brings us all back to the yard. Carlos is attending to an injured Luke, and Carver paces nearby.

Troy: Get over there.

Carver: And how is it that we're repaid for our trust? With treachery? With deceit? With theft?

Clementine: They caught him...

Kenny: Yeah, that's what it looks like.

Great. Just fucking great. We where so close.

Carver: (brandishes radio) Whatever you were planning is over, it's done. You can't just run from your problems. You can't just up and leave when it gets tough... 'cause there's nowhere else you can go where it ain't. Tough is all we got now. Get that through your fuckin' skulls. Luke here, he can't help you now. You gotta help yourselves. You gotta help me find the strength to forgive you. Now, you can start... by telling me where the other one is. I'm gonna count to three. If that radio ain't in my hands by then, we'll have to make things more difficult. One. Two.

Clementine: I got it--

Kenny: I got it right here!

Kenny takes the radio and shows it to Carver. Carver holds out his hand. As Kenny steps forward, Sarita approaches him.

Kenny: It's alright.

Kenny goes up to Carver.

Kenny: Sorry about that. Not sure what I was thinking. (drops the radio in Carver's hand)

Carver: Three.

Kenny: Heh. Fucker.

Carver hits Kenny in the left side of his face with the radio, knocking him to the floor.

Sarita: No!

Nick: Oh, God! Jesus Christ! Stop!

Carver continues to beat Kenny in the face with the radio. Sarita lunges forward, but is held back by Carlos.

Sarita: Stop him! Somebody stop him! Let me go!

Nick: Troy, do something!

Carlos: Stop! Clementine, help me!

Nick: You don't have to do this, Bill!

Sarita: No! Stop it! Kenny! Kenny!

I then rush forward not wanting to see Keny get hurt anymore, but Troy hits me in the face with his gun, knocking me over.

Troy: You little shit...

Bonnie then enters the yard.

Bonnie: Bill! That's enough, Bill! Please! Bill, there's a breach!

Carver punches Kenny one last time, then lets him go, dropping the radio.

Carver: Alright, everyone come with me. Bonnie, you stick around. Make sure these folks don't get into any more trouble.

Bonnie: Yeah, okay.

Carver: No supper for y'all tonight. Maybe an empty stomach'll give you some perspective, then we'll try this again tomorrow.

Carver leaves. Sarita holds Kenny. Rebecca hugs Sarah.

Bonnie: Do your best with him, Carlos. You need to get him able to move, 'cause we're leavin' tonight. We're leavin' tonight.

At night time, the group huddles around the fire. After a while I passed out from the pain then I wake up lying on a bunk, the side of my face scratched and bloody from when Troy hit me.

Clementine: Ugh. Ow... dang it.

I get up and walk over to the group. Near the door I see Carlos attending to Kenny. Sarita is crying and being comforted by Rebecca while Carlos attends to Kenny, who is lying on the cot. Mike and Luke speak to Bonnie through the door to the yard, and then she leaves. Mike and Luke join the others.

Rebecca: What'd she say?

Mike: She said she can get us out of the pen if we can get the PA system going. Second she hears it, she'll run over and spring us.

Rebecca: That's great.

Luke: It's not great.

Rebecca: What're you talking about?

Luke: Look, I know part of this is my fault, I... I know. I was hungry, I got reckless tryin' to steal some food and I got caught...

Boozman and Deacon are back as Boozman walks up to me and hugs me.

Boozman: I just got back and heard what happened to you and Kenny. I would have been next to you the whole time if I had gotten back sooner-

Clementine: It's ok Boozman. I know you would have. You just sweet like that and I appreciate it.

I give him a big hug as he hugs me back. I look back giving Luke a serious look.

Clem: Back to what you where saying Luke. Why isn't it great?

Luke: Because most of us are beat to shit. Or pregnant *Rebecca looks at him suprised* And besides that, it's risky as hell.

Nick: It is pretty damn risky, guys.

Mike: Risky? Did you see what that son of a bitch just did? Look, the plan works. Nothing needs to change. It's all set up. The hard part is done. This guy's fucking crazy. Who knows what he'll do next?

Luke: Yeah, but now we're dealin' with a guy beat to shit, Sarita in no shape to do anything, and I'm a goddamn mess. Look, we should rest up, okay? We should bide our time, and we should wait for an opening.

Mike: Bonnie's agreeing to help us tonight.

Luke: And that doesn't mean she can't do it some other night.

Nick: I don't know, guys... Luke's makin' sense. Maybe we should wait.

Rebecca: We're not waiting.

Luke: Ain't nothin' out there, guys. Trust me, I looked! There's no food, there's no supplies. They picked everything clean. I'm just sayin', we gotta be sensible about this.

Mike: This is being sensible.

Clementine: What about Y/N?

Luke: Y/N? As in Y/N L/N? You've seen him!?

Rebecca: Keep your voice down and yes she has seen him..... as a walker.

Luke: Oh. Then why are you asking if a walker could help-

Clementine: Because he's no ordinary walker Luke. I've seen him a few times and he's ten times better then the walkers.

Luke: You lost me at no ordinary. You really want me to belive that you saw a walker, who they only thing IT sees is food in us and have no brains who can't talk-

Clementine: HE, spoke to me telepathically and we can use his help in getting out of here.

Luke: And how do you know he won't eat us all later on?

Clementine: You know anybody else who can hear the slightest of movements in the blink in of an eye as well as move like one that can tear through people like butter?

Luke: And that proves my-

Clementine: WHO IS WILLING TO HELP US!?

Luke: I can't believe im discussing with an 11 year old girl about a big friendly walker she saw and actually believes HE can help us.

Clementine: If he really wanted to kill and eat us he could have done it back on the roof when he saved me from some of Carver's men then come down here and eat eveyone here. Nothing is stopping him.

Boozman: If Clem is willing to defend him this much then he's gotta be worth tusting,, besides she said he saved her and that makes him worth trusting enough.

Deacon: *Mubles* Boozer, you can't be ser-

Boozman: You had your turn to trust someone you wanted to protect. Now it's mine.

Deacon: *Mubles* That's way different then this!

Boozamn: Why is it because she trusts a freaker instead of a military psychopath? Last I checked didn't Sarah-

Deacon: Don't you fucking dare Boozer.

Boozman: I've kicked your ass about this before. Wanna go again!?

Deacon: I'm ready for you this time you smug sonavabitch-

Clememtine: STOP IT!!

They both stop fighting to look at me, Boozer having wide eyes hearing Clem have an outburst for the first time. For him it was a little scary to say the least.

Clementine: Weather you guys like it or not, I gotta talk to him tonight anyway to see if it's clear for us. He's our outside eyes now.

Kenny: When is this meeting?

Clementine: He said whenever I have the time to come over to the wall and call for him and he will eventually show up.

Nick: I can't believe what I'm hearing.

Deacon: You telling me farm boy.

Nick: I'm not even gonna bother.

Rebecca: So you can go call for him like right now?

Clementine: Yeah?

Sarita: That didn't sound to reassuring.

Clementine: I'm just telling you what he told me ok. I'm going now.

Boozman: I think we should go with you... just in case you know.

Clementine: I promise he won't hurt anyone.

Mike: Wait your making it sound like.. It’s going to come in here!?

Clementine: Pretty sure that's why he said at the wall, but even if he does I said I promise he won't hurt anyone.

Luke: How can you be so sure?

Clementine: Because.... because he wouldn't hurt me.

Christa: What's that supposed to mean!?

I turn away from them and walk towards the wall.

Christa: Clementine Marsh, what do you mean by that!?

I ignore her and continue towards the wall.

Omid: Clem why are you ignoring Christa?

I ignore him too and continue to the wall.

Omid: Why are you ignoring me!?

Christa: Now isint the time for your shit Omid.

Omid: What did I do?

Christa: Shut up.

Kenny: Clementine.

I make it to the wall and put one hand on it and close my eyes as I concentrate on contacting Y/N.

Kenny: Boozman, she's been taking a serious liking to you lately, so why don't you say something.

Boozman: I already said what I wanted to say.

Kenny: You can't seriously be buying this Boozman. You of all people I thought you would be more smart.

Deacon: That makes two of us.

Boozman: And you of all people I thought you would be less thick headed.

Sarita: That makes two of us.

Kenny: Sarita!?

Sarita: I'm sorry Kenny, but you are. As thick a bricks.

Boozman: Besides, DEACON, I also thought you of all people would learn to believe their eyes every once in a while.

Deacon: Oh shut the fuck up.

Pete: What's he talking about Deacon.

Deacon: He's just speaking nonse-

Kenny: What did you two see out there?

Deacon: .....

Luke: Deek!

Boozman: I'll say it since cat got his toung. We saw the walker she was talking about out there.

Deacon: And how do you know? Maybe there are others just like him. Why would only he be special?

Boozman: Because this plague has been going on for a while now and we've never come close to seeing anything like that freaker Clem is talking about.

Deacon: Whatever, she's can do whatever she wants because he's not even out there-

Clementine: He's on his way. I'm currently talking to him.

Deacon: Oh that's just total bullshit.

Clementine: He figured someone would say that so why don't you come on over here tough guy.

Deacon: And why would I do that?

Clementine: Put your hand on my shoulder and you will be able to speak to him telepathically too.

Deacon: Oh my god I'm so gonna humor the shit out of this. Ok, ok let's do it.

He walks over with the biggest smug on his face and puts his hand on Clem's shoulder.

Deacon: Can't believe she really thinks this is gonna-

Y/N: Make you believe there is a walker or freaker as you call them speak to you telepathically? Yea I wonder how she will ever do such a thing Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
. Ah fuck, OH WAIT I GOT IT! Mr. Deacon St. John.

Deacon: ...

Y/N: Hello?

Clementine: He's fine. Cat got his toung that's all-

Deacon: HOW THE FUCK IS THIS POSSIBLE!?

Y/N's POV *Few minutes earlier*

It's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaad dude it's really fucking bad. The walker hoard goes on for miles so if they had any plans to leave and make a small pit stop that's a no go. Everything is run over as of late and he's not sure why. Was it from his fight with some of Carver's men last night? Could be the time he fought those two drifters, but he can't think about that right now.

Y/N: I need to think about how I'm gonna explain this to Clem before-

Clementine: Y/N? Y/N, are you there? Can you hear me?

Great. Just when I was about to think of something to say.

Y/N: Yes Clem I hear you loud and clear. I'm assuming you have time to talk?

Clem: Yea, how far away are you?

Y/N: I'm not that far. Like 5 minutes at best.

Clementine: What are you doing out there?

Y/N: Uhhhhhh...... Scouting.

Clementine: What do you see?

Y/N: I'll tell you when I get there?

Clementine: Why can't you just tell me now? I mean nothing is stopping you?

Y/N: Damn. Touchè. Alright.

I start making my way  to Carver's camp in regular walker form as I talk to Clem.

Y/N: I'm afraid I have some bad news.

Clementine: Oh no. What's going on?

Y/N: Whatever you guys where planning is currently shot right now. The hurd is way out like it goes on for miles on end.

Clementine: There has to be somwhere we can camp out at?

Y/N: I've already looked? If you guys wanted to try Parker's Run thats a no go. Completly overrun with walkers.

Clementine: Well goddamnit!

Y/N: Well disscuss it more when I get there.

Clementine: Oh while I wait I need you to convince someone.

Y/N: Alright fine, just tell them to walk over to you and put their hand on your shoulder and I'll be able to talk to them and they can talk to me along with you too since you the one receiving the contact.

Clementine: Understood.

I wait for a little while until I finally hear someone connecting to the telepathic call.

Deacon: Can't believe she really thinks this is gonna-

Y/N: Make you believe there is a walker or freaker as you call them speak to you telepathically? Yea I wonder how she will ever do such a thing Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
. Ah fuck, OH WAIT I GOT IT! Mr. Deacon St. John.

Deacon: ...

Y/N: Hello?

Clementine: He's fine. Cat got his toung that's all-

Deacon: HOW THE FUCK IS THIS POSSIBLE!?

Wow this chapter was going on for a little too long so I'm gonna end it here. 9171 words excluding the A/N. Probably my longest chapter yet. Anyway was the first meeting between Clem and Y/N good? Alright? Trash? Rushed? Anything at all? I felt nervous writing this whole chapter hoping that their first meeting was a good one. Anywho see you guys on the next chapter. Peace out my homies.