The Walking Dead: Season 3

A/N- Disclaimer, I do not own TWD or Telltale's characters. *Major Spoilers for Season 2*

Previously on the Walking Dead...

Chained to the heating grate and breathing his last breathes on this earth, Lee whispered out to the young Clementine as he was about to die. "I'll miss you..."

She sobbed with grief. "Me too..."

The young woman had her gun pointed Clementine as she rummaged through her belongings. "You just a little fish. You going to cry, little fish? ...This your daddy? What a bozo." Omid was just about to get gun from behind when the restroom door suddenly shut and-!

*BANG!*

"Ack... ahh!" When they realized what had happened, Omid already fell to his knees as he clenched his bleeding chest, and he was dead before he hit the floor.

The widowed Christa suddenly came busting in the door with her rifle, and when she found her true love on the ground in a pool of blood, her world shattered.

"I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to!" The raider held her hands up in defense. "I didn't me-!" *BANG!* "AH! Ullggeh..." Shot in the stomach, her fate was sealed and Omid avenged, but it did little good.

Clementine only watched on in shock and horror of what just unfolded, and Christa lay down next to Omid's body to vainly hope that he was still alive. "...Oh god... Omid. Oh god... Omid. Omid can you hear me? ...Omid. *sob* *sob* *sob*"

"I'm not working for anyone, I just need help." Clementine begged as she clutched her bleeding arm in front of this new group of survivors who resided in a cabin.

Luke replied with comfort. "We got a doctor right here, okay. He'll have a look. ...Now what the hell is wrong with you people?! Okay, she's just scared!"

Rebecca retorted. "We're all scared, Luke. Don't act like we're the ones being irrational 'cause we don't buy this bullshit story."

Nick angrily added. "No way she's survived out here on her own!"

"What's the most important thing in this world? What does everyone want? Even the gangs. What do you think they're all after? Clem, its family."

"Listen everyone just stay calm." Luke tried to quell the tension between the two groups.

Sarita questioned them. "Who are you?! Are trying to rob us?"

"Excuse me honey, but do I look like a fucking thief?" Rebecca made it a clear that pregnant women make less than average thieves.

Walter attempted to cool everything down. "Everyone calm down."

"Hey man, you calm the fuck down." Alvin whipped back.

"Sarah, get behind me." Carlos ordered his daughter as she hid behind him.

"Just tell us who you are."

"We ain't here to rob nobody. Put the gun down man." He wanted to make that clear.

"Fuck that!" Wait a second!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"Please just do what he says."

...And there he was with an awesome new beard.

"Kenny!"

Carver had everyone gathered around as he waved a radio in his hand and Luke was on the ground, caught. "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 tough is all we got."

"NO! STOP IT! KENNY! KENNY!" Sarita cried as Carver relentlessly bashed Kenny in the eye with the radio.

"Look at you, you fucking ingrates! You don't know how good you got it! That's all right... you'll learn. Lambs to the slaughter... no shepherd to guide you. Clementine knows exactly what I'm talking about."

Jane explained to Clementine the inevitable view on other people compared to her. "Listen when the shit hits the fan, 'cause it always does, remember that you can make it on your own. It's not an option for everyone... If things start heading south, don't let them drag you down with them. You don't owe them anything... They'll make you feel like you do. Like it's all one happy family. But when push comes to shove..."

"I owe these people everything, I wouldn't be here without them."

"Right, but give it enough time, and everyone's luck runs out. ...Don't let them drag you down with them."

"Luke!" Clementine inched her way across the ice lake and she attempted to help the wounded man in peril.

"Clem!" But as soon as she was about to grab his hand, they both fell into the freezing water. Every nerve in Clementine's body screamed for her to get out of the ice water, so she tried to escape by swimming back up, but walkers threaten to take her down with them. But Luke saved her one last time and provided a window to get away as he was tragically pulled down by a walker into the dark depths of the iced lake, drowned.

"Oh my god..." Clementine was horrified when she realized that Jane had left Alvin Junior behind.

"What did you do?!" Kenny screamed as he ran out of the rest stop and into the blizzard.

Jane then took Clem's shoulders in her hands and got down to her level. "Clem, you have to trust me! You have to see him for who he really is. Just... whatever happens next stay out of it!"

"Stay out of what?!"

The dark figure that was Kenny marched his way back to the two girls and he roared with all his rage. "How could you murder a FUCKING CHILD?!"

Clementine's wound in her shoulder had reopened and she was dazed and dizzy of her surroundings. The grunts and struggles of Kenny and Jane were still going on before her. Kenny had gotten the upper hand and gotten on top of her as he held Jane's knife over her chest.

The little girl began to break down, her very core being rattled between her heart and logic. She picked up her gun that laid next to her and aimed it at Kenny. "Please... please, don't make me do this!"

Tears streamed down her face and they would not stop as she closed them and looked away from the fight. And another second later, Clem heard a knife slip into Jane and she let out a yelp before she fell silent, and Kenny was left to lie on his back, panting. "Clem... he's... AJ's gone."

Clementine walked up to him, gun still in her hand. "You didn't have to kill her! You didn't have to kill Jane!"

Kenny looked back at her ashamed but not regretful. "I'm sorry darlin'... but I did."

The winter wind whistled, the cold air blew, and the cries of an infant were heard not too far from them. Kenny was the first to speak up. "GO!" Clem ran. "I'm right behind you!" Alarmed and confused, Clementine ran towards the baby's wails, hidden in the cab of an abandoned truck, Kenny right behind her. "Oh my god... oh AJ... *sob* *sob*" She got him, held him in her arms and she didn't want to let him go. "Are you okay?" Kenny walked up to them, his hat and bandage back on. "He's alive?!"

"AJ! Let me see him."

Clementine ultimately decided to stay with Kenny, even after all this and to find safety in Wellington for Alvie. "We'll get through this, Kenny... we have to."

"...Thanks for not giving up on me just yet." Kenny thanked her from the bottom of his heart, knowing he had to change and that he was working on it. But this time, he had two reasons to change and to redeem himself.

Kenny then knelt down and gave Clementine and the baby a warm hug. He then got back up and declared. "Come on,... let's put some miles between us and this place."

Edith, the woman who stood guard at the Wall of Wellington, looked down on the three of them and tossed a bag of supplies down so they could take it. The bad news of their community being they were at overcapacity which hit Kenny and Clementine devastatingly hard. But on Kenny's pleas, Edith had convinced her superiors that the children were allowed to stay but Kenny...

"Thank you! Thank you." He was relived to see them finally safe. Kenny then turned to the little girl, putting Alvie in her arms now. "Listen okay? This is your chance for you and this boy. I don't trust myself to keep you two safe... Not anymore. Please." Kenny clasped Clementine's shoulders with both hands as tears of his own threaten to fall. "...I'm begging you, stay here, stay where it's safe. ...Where you two will have a chance."

Clem shook her head as she openly cried herself. "No. No. No. Why are you doing this?"

"Because it's the only way. For the both of you. ...Think about Alvie here... Please." Kenny begged her. "Clem, just do as I'm askin' ...this one last time..."

Clem stood in silence as Kenny vainly rattled off reasons as to why she should stay but in the end... after all this... she could never leave him. "No! We're leaving!" She chocked back her sobs. "All of us. Together."

After Edith wished them the best of luck and gave them double the supplies to survive. Kenny could barely believe the pride he felt for young Clementine. "You're as stubborn as a damn mule..."

Clem smiled back. "Yeah? Wonder where I got that from?" And with tears still staining their cheeks, the three of them walked off back over the hill, together.

Maybe in a few months, they could check back in with Wellington. Hope hadn't left their hearts yet because they had one another...

Episode 1: The Fallen Rise - Written By Drexbann15

It had only been a several hours since Clementine, Kenny, and baby AJ dismissed themselves from Wellington. It was a cold day, but at least it wasn't snowing. The white powder however still quite littered the ground around them, and they were just traveling down a side street in a nearby town. Seemed as good a place as any as a waiting room for entrance to Wellington.

Kenny was carrying both bags of supplies and Clementine was carrying little Alvie. He was such a good little boy, never made a fuss when he was in Clem's arms. Only when he needed something. Kenny was the one who snapped Clem outta her thoughts of the baby.

"This town is a pretty good spot..." The wounded warrior scanned the area with his only good eye left as they walked. "Maybe when it gets to spring we can try Wellington again."

Clementine questioned him. "What if we wait too long, and some other people take our spots?"

Kenny looked down to her with a look of concern on his face. "We can wait, wait as long as we need to, hell... the fuck I'm leaving after all the shit we've been through. ...Besides if we find a good enough house here, we can hold up for the entire winter, easy."

Clementine nodded agreeing with Kenny. After everyone that was sacrificed, after everyone she sacrificed, she would never give up. "Where should we stay then? What should we be looking for?"

He responded smartly as he locked eyes with her. "Something we can easily defend, with a fence or somethin' off the ground. Maybe make a fire-! OOFF! FUCK!" Kenny wasn't paying attention and his foot got caught in a pothole in the pavement of the road. Kenny tripped, but he used the bags he was carrying as cushion for his face and arms. But he didn't predict his fall too well and he landed badly on his other foot. "Jesus...!"

Baby AJ cried out with the sudden commotion and Clem tried to calm the baby back down as Kenny coddled his ankle. "Kenny, are you okay?"

"No goddammit!" He bellowed at her like that was a stupidest question ever. "Sweet Jesus, that hurts."

Kenny being from Florida was rare to counteract with brutal winters of the North. When one of the downsides to living up here though, is that the roads are shit if they are not maintained. Potholes are common and wreak havoc on unsuspecting victims in cars and bikers. "You should have watched where you were going."

"Clem, don't you start with that! Just gimme your hand." Kenny spat as he extended his hand to her. She took it and Kenny was pulled on his own tow feet, albeit it was favoring the one of them. "Let's just keep going."

"You're limping." Clementine stopped him before he could take another step. But he did with much pained effort pick the two bags of supplies back up, one in each hand. "We should take a break."

"And where do you suppose we do that? There?" Kenny motioned towards a two story house behind them. It was sky blue with a brick foundation and still covered in snow. Several windows adorned it, but they were boarded up except for the front door. "Actually..."

Kenny limped forward to the house's mailbox and awkwardly wiped away snow that covered up fancy sign on top to reveal the address of the residence. "...Ruthie's Bed n' Breakfast... holy shit. This might be a place."

Clementine was still cautious. "We should check it for walkers and other people."

"Yeah, I know. I don't trust this area too well." Kenny agreed as he gave Clem one of the supply bags and slung the second over his shoulder. He then took out his pistol and nodded at her. "Alright, I'll go check it out and you watch AJ, I'll holler to you if it's safe."

"No! We can't split up like this, we don't know what's in there." She worried for him. Now with an injured ankle and halved vision, Kenny was at a disadvantage if he had to run away. "I can cover you." She stated as she slung the other supply bag on her stronger shoulder. The weight of it wasn't staggering for her, but it was a pillowcase of feathers either.

"Alright, hard to win arguments with you now... huh?" Kenny smirked as he slowly made his way towards the house, followed by Clementine and AJ.

"Clear down here." Kenny yelled as he inched his way towards the bottom of the stairs gingerly, declaring the first floor had no walkers. "Clem, you alright?"

"We're fine." Clementine was smiling as she and AJ ran back down the stairs to meet Kenny. "There's no one up there. I think it's safe."

"Yeah..." Kenny turned around and leaned his weight on one side of a large brown cabinet. "Put AJ in the living room then help me push this to block the door."

Clem nodded and power-walked to the living which was right next to the foyer they were in and gently placed Alvie and his bundle of blankets on a green couch. Clementine then noticed that there was a fireplace they could use to keep warm, thank god. She then ran back to Kenny and they heaved and hoed the large piece of furniture a few times until it was securely placed in front of the door.

Kenny winced in pain again along with a sigh of relief. "That should do... Clem, there's some wood next to that fireplace, get it goin' so we take a breather."

"You need any help? Can you walk okay?" Clementine worriedly furrowed her eyebrows for him again.

"I'm fine, darlin'. Just, go and get the fire started." Kenny assured with a comforting smirk. "We should get AJ warm and fed."

"Okay Kenny..." Clementine complied as she walked back to the living to get the task done as Kenny paced himself slowly back to the couch with Alvin Junior.

Clementine was able to use a nail file to strike a flint flimsily onto the pile of logs she placed into the fire. "Don't use too much wood, we don't want to tell everyone in the state to know we're here."

"I got it, I got it." Clementine brushed him off because she has made numerous fires with Christa so long ago. "Keep the smoke down."

Kenny smiled as he picked up AJ into his arms. "That a girl."

Soon, the fire seemed good, everything else seemed good. Things were secure for now. Clementine was pleased with her work here and she spun around to find a welcome-looking couch with a friend as dare she say, a little brother. Rebecca did consider family before she passed away after all. It was getting dark outside and Kenny was feeding AJ his bottle and he looked back up at Clem. "You were always a good dad, Kenny."

(?) Kenny will remember that.

He was grinning ear to ear at that. "Thanks Clem, you have no idea how much that means to me. ...And you'll make the best big sister."

*Coo* *Coo* *Cry*

"Oh, looks like someone's full." Kenny noted as he put the bottle away and proceeded to burp the infant. "You want some food Clem?"

"Is that even a question?" Clementine joked as she hungrily dug through one of the supply bags and found a can of spaghetti and meatballs. "If I'm careful, I can cook this over the fire."

"Don't burn yourself." Kenny advised as he heard a soft *burp* come from the little Alvie. "There you go little man..."

Clementine opened and put her canned food near the flames and waited for it to be heated. Then she went back and sat beside them on the couch with a look of empathy on her face. "I like this place a lot."

"Yeah, reminds me of the house back in Savannah, good enough to tide us over till we get to Wellington... then we'll be home free, Clem. Finally settle down in a bed where we don't need to sleep with a gun under our pillows. Somewhere where we don't have to worry about gangs or walkers." He closed his good eye. "Peace."

Silence filled the room until Clementine broke it with a stunning revelation. "...I met Lee."

"What?" Kenny's eyebrows arched, thinking he didn't hear her right. "What'd you say?"

Clem sniffed. "Back when Mike and Arvo tired to steal the truck, back when I Arvo shot me... I met him."

Kenny put the baby down snugly in a small basket next to the couch. He couldn't find any other words other than, "What'd he say, Clem?"

She struggled to remember but the dream version of Lee told her as she reiterated it to Kenny. "...He said he'd never leave me... *sob* and that everything will be alright..."

"Aw hell... Lee." Kenny rubbed his eye, forehead, then ran his fingers through his hair as he remembered all the stuff he went through with that great man. "I'm sorry sweetie, I know I ain't him..."

"It's okay, it's okay Kenny." Clementine revealed a smile as she realized what this meant. "This just means that it's true, and that you will eventually see... Katjaa and Duck."

"You're right..." A tint of definite hope lit up his face. "You're right Clem... as sure as the sun sure shines, I will see them when the time comes for me. Thank you darlin'..."

Clementine cleaned up her face and looked over to check on her food. She used the sleeve of her jacket to take hold of the hot can and smiled contently at her meal. She addressed Kenny one more time. "How do you feel now? Kenny?"

Kenny gave a smirk of his own to match his with the little girl. "Better..."

A/N- This is The Walking Dead Game based on my choices of Season 2 and my friend, .TWDGamerKenny'sBro. This will be our version of Season 3 based off these decisions with Five Episodes, like the usual. Follow Clementine's story one last time, as well as Kenny's redemption in this dramatic saga! :)