Before you read this I should mention that I am not a professional writer or anything like that, so please forgive me if I make any mistakes or don't go into enough detail or go into too much detail there. This first chapter introduces two new characters that I created myself, and also sees a character from the video game return.
You can read Chapter One here: http://www.comicbookmovie.com/fansites/comicsreel/news/?a=78450
This isn't what I would like to see happen in the video game, but is simply something I put together myself and hope you all enjoy. If you do, please let me know and feel free to share it! Maybe even share some of your own ideas below!
Thanks
-George
The Walking Dead: Season Two
Episode One: Choices We Make
Chapter Two: For Clementine
They have spotter her. Clementine’s heart stops as one of the strangers turns to the other. She wants to cry out to the two of them, and ask them for help. But she knows she can’t. She knows because Lee told her himself, moments before he died. Just thinking about Lee, or her parents, causes tears to well in the corners or her eyes. She wipes away the tears from her eyes for the sixth time that day. The last time she started to cry, it had been in Savannah, and had attracted the attention of a nearby walker. Clementine tried to shoot it, but got the same feeling she always got when she tried to shoot a walker. That feeling that kept her from pulling that trigger, and taking a life. She thought that after shooting the stranger that took her from Lee, it would get easier. But she had decided that the man who took her, and tried to hurt Lee, deserved to die more than any of the walkers they had faced so far. To her, the walkers were, and always will be innocent. In some ways, the cannibalistic undead monsters that had tried to eat Clementine’s flesh at every turn were more innocent than a lot of living people she had encountered on her travels with Lee. Which made her think back to the two strangers she was faced with now. She could only see the silhouettes of the two people looking down on her from a hill not too far away. It was close enough for Clementine to be able to make out one of the strangers take out a gun from the back of their trousers. Clementine’s heart started to beat again like never before, and she was reminded of what it felt like to be alive.
“You’re strong, Clem,” Lee struggled to tell Clementine in-between breaths. “You… You can do anything.”
“But… I’m little,” Clem was insisting to Lee, tears filling her eyes all over again. She couldn’t let him leave her. She wouldn’t. She was certain she wasn’t ready to be alone yet.
“Doesn’t mean nothin’. You’re going to see bad stuff, but it’s okay,” Lee explained to a tearful Clem with his final breaths, moments before telling her to leave him and let him die.
Clem’s memories of Lee are all that give her hope as she faces death again, this time without Lee at her side. She holds her breath as she hides behind the tree, hoping the strangers missed her swift move. But a part of her hopes they stay, that they find her, because Clementine can’t shake the part of her that is thinking these people could help her. Clementine also can’t shake the side of her that tells her the last time she trusted someone who helped her, it got Lee killed. She lies there as still as she can manage, and the tears return.
“Are you sure it was her?”
“Who else could it have been?”
Omid and Christa have been searching desperately for Clementine for almost an entire day now. They got back to the train quicker than expected. For a long time, they feared they had made it back to quickly, and doubled back to find Lee and Clementine. Searching the outskirts of town to no avail, they began to fear that Lee was unsuccessful. But on their way back to the train, Omid noticed something.
“It had to have been her. It had to have been,” Omid insisted. He could sense Christa becoming more and more hopeless as they counted the hours. She had made a promise to Lee, and he knew how much it would crush her if she had broken it.
“But where’s Lee?” Christa asks, worried she already knows the answer.
“I don’t know,” Omid admits. As he realises he has lot the girl, Omid notices Christa is losing hope again.
“Maybe they’re both at the train already. Maybe they’re both there waiting for us.”
“We tried that already. If they’d have made it out of Savannah we’d have seen them. Unless maybe- ARRGGH!” Omid is struck by a wrenching pain in his right leg that cuts off his train of thought. He lowers himself to the ground and gasps as his leg starts to bleed again. A cloud of blood is filling his bandages, but Omid can only watch. “The wound – I think it’s re-opened.”
“Dammit. I knew you shouldn’t be up on your feet like this. We should never have left Savannah,” Christa insists as she removes Omid’s bandages with great care.
“Did you miss the army of walkers back there? Because I’m pretty sure leaving was the right thing to do,” Omid replies, clenching his teeth as Christa unwraps the bandages that have now stuck to his bloody wound that, through all the chaos, has been sorely neglected.
Clementine hears the voices coming from just a few feet away. She wants to turn and face them, but she can’t bring herself to move. What if they take her away? Like the stranger at The Marsh House. She can’t leave Savannah yet. Clementine thinks of all the people she mustn’t leave behind; Ben, Kenny, Molly and Christa and Omid. That’s when Clementine remembers what Lee told her to do before he left her.
“Find Omid… and… Christa,” Lee is using all the strength he has left to utter these final words to Clementine. His voice is hoarse, and he is struggling to keep his eyes open and his head up, but Clementine refuses to take his eyes off him. “They’re outside of town… by the train. You remember how to get back there?”
“Yes,” Clementine reassures him, but she isn’t sure she does. She realises she can’t let Lee down now.
“Good. They’ll take good care of you.”
All at once, Clementine remembers. She remembers what Lee told her to do and where to go. She remembers that she has to find Christa and Omid. And when she hears one of the strangers mention her Lee, she is confident she has found her way back, and steps out to show herself to Christa and Omid.
Omid is biting his tongue so hard he thinks he can taste blood at one point as Christa removes the last of his bandages to reveal the bloody mess that is his right thigh. He looks away as soon as he sees it. He can’t bear to look. He was never much of an active person, but in this world, a life as a cripple means no life at all.
“We need to get you back to the camp,” Christa tells him, worried that his injury has only gotten worse.
“You seriously want to go back? I’m not sure about those people.”
“What choice do we have? We need to get you off your feet. Then I’ll keep looking for Clementine.”
“Not on your own you won’t.”
“I can’t do this with you, Omid. You’re slowing me down. You’re useless!” Christa yells at Omid, who now looks distraught. He looks down at his broken useless leg, and for a moment considers the idea that Christa may be right. When he looks back up, Christa is in tears.
“I’m sorry, Omid. This is my fault,” This is the first time Omid has seen Christa cry during this entire nightmare. “I promised Lee, and I let him down.”
Omid is lost for words. At first, he wonders if Christa has been bottling up these tears for the past three months, and this is some way of letting it all out, or if her love for Clementine really is that great. He would rather Christa blame him than herself. He feels truly useless as Christa cries in front of him, and he has nothing to say. No evidence that things will get better. No glimmer of hope or remedy. Until he spots something emerge from the tree in front of him. What he sees makes Omid smile that goofy grin of his that Christa knows so well from ear to ear.
“What? What is it?” Christa asks as she dries her eyes. She turns and sees Clementine standing there. “Oh, thank God.” She leaves Omid flat on his back as she goes to embrace the poor nine year old girl. When she hugs Clementine, she realises Clem is crying, but Christa thinks nothing of it, because she is crying too.
Continues in Chapter Three: Hunting Party. Coming Soon...