Author's Note: This takes place after Season 2 Episode 3. It bothered me that after my version's Clem telling Luke to shoot Carver without hesitation, and then staying behind to watch him being murdered, everyone was just cool with that. Seriously, they should have been at least a little concerned that there was a potential sociopath in their midst. This will still mostly follow the main storyline so watch for spoilers though, in all honesty, why are you on this website if you're worried about spoilers? If you're worried about that, here's a tip, get off this website, finish the game/movie/book/play/whatever and THEN read fanfictions. Seriously, why does anyone even have to put up a spoiler warning?

A little insight into this version of Clem: She blames herself for Lee's death and every bad thing that's happened over Season 2 thus far, she has a Messiah Complex towards those she cares about however those who are a threat to her will find no mercy and those who hurt her friends will find a sadistic demon, Lee and Kenny were best friends, she killed the zombie that bit Kenny's girlfriend believing that they could amputate the arm later when things were less dire, Nick is still alive, Kenny is less hostile towards Clem (I felt that, despite Kenny's irrationality and heartbreak, he wouldn't turn against Clementine as quickly as he did in the game), and most relevantly, she is constantly on the edge between being a survivor and a psychopath

Well, now that I've made an author's note long enough to fill up a chapter, lets finally get started

The meeting place, 3 hours and 45 minuets after Carver's death

The tension was thick enough to cut as they walked into the camp; her, Rebecca and Jane. She knew that, whatever had happened before, there would always be a gap between them now. She was fine with that.

"You made it!" Mike exclaimed, "We were getting kinda worried for a second there."

Bonnie kept taking quick glances at Clem, "Did you see any of the others on the road? We still haven't heard from Luke, Nick, Serah and Carlos."

"Carlos is dead." said Clem, deadpan, "Serah probably is too."

"Wha-how? When did you see this?" said Bonnie

"Carlos was shot, then the walkers swarmed all over him. Serah started screaming and crying, I tried telling her to get it together, but then she ran off into the forest. Haven't heard from her since. Like I said, probably dead."

"It hasn't been that long, we should wait awhile for the rest. If they take too long, we can send out a search party."

"Is Kenny and Sarita here? Did you cut her arm off, yet?"

"Cut..her..arm..off...why would we do that?" said Mike, causing Clem's eyes to go wide

"She was bitten, you have to have cut it off or she'll die!" she said, running into the camp without another word

By the time she saw Sarita, she knew it was too late. They didn't cut her arm off.

Kenny was holding her, just staring down at the one who meant most to him and was being taken away with each second. Brushing her hair and saying sweet nothings to keep her happy. His gaze grew darker when he saw her coming

"They sent you to get me moving? A little kid?" he looked up and shouted at the others, "This how you do things now? Sending little girls to do your dirty work!"

"What do you mean?" said Clementine, her eyes never leaving Sarita

"I mean that those shits have been telling me move for the past hour! Like I don-" he was interrupted by Sarita coughing up a little blood, "There there, it's goanna be alright." he smiled at her

"...She's dead...I killed her..."

"I know she's de...wait, what? What do you mean?" he stared at her while she stared at Sarita

"It was my fault. I wasn't fast enough." she said, her voice sounded like she wanted to cry but the rest of her wouldn't cooperate, "I saw her get bitten, we were supposed to cut her hand off later when things were safer but...I was too slow..."

"No, Clem this wasn't your fault, it was mine. I was supposed to be there for her but...we just all got separated and it turned into a huge cluster..." he looked like he was going to go on, but stopped "Just...just leave us alone, would'ya Clem? Find...I dunno, something to keep you busy. I..I have to say my goodbyes."

Clem stared for a few more seconds. "Uh-huh." and with that she walked away without really selecting a specific direction.

She ended up sitting on a bench beside a collapsed wall, staring down at the ground, when she heard two voices behind the wall she had selected as her back-rest

She recognized their voices as Bonnie's and Mike's, and was about to retreat into her thoughts before realizing that she was the subject of their conversation

"...I just don't think she's..y'know..all there. I mean, little girls don't just go ordering executions and cutting up bodies. It's not natural!" Bonnie

"Look around you, Bonnie, does any of this look natural?" and Mike.

"No, it's more than that...I'm just worried that she's...y'know..."

"You think she's goanna slit your throat while you're sleeping because she held a grudge against Carver?"

"It's not just that. I saw her face going out and good Lord, I felt my blood run cold. She was enjoying it."

"That doesn't make her a threat to you or any of us."

"How can you not see what's going on in that girl's head?"

"Lack of X-Ray vision?"

"Fine, make your little jokes, but when the bodies start piling up I'm not goanna be the one to say 'I told you so.'" she stormed off

Mike sighed and walked in the opposite direction, spotting Clementine as he passed by "Oh...I guess you heard that..."

"She's afraid of me." said Clem

"Well, you have to admit, that stunt you pulled back there was kinda messed up," he said, trying to say it lightheartedly

He mistook her silence as guilt. "Hey, it's not like that. This is just a phase for her, she'll get over it. We'll look back on this and laugh."

"I guess so." she said, and watched Mike walk away

She's scared of me.

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