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Mercy
Jan 7, 2014 21:43:53 GMT
Post by Rock114 on Jan 7, 2014 21:43:53 GMT
Yep, Victor was the leader from what I can tell, Ralph was the other guy, and Winston was the famous "Are you fucking kidding me?" guy that will be remembered forever. He was hilarious. I never even felt threatened because he just seemed so FRUSTRATED with the whole thing.
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Mercy
Jan 7, 2014 21:44:40 GMT
Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 7, 2014 21:44:40 GMT
I know, he would have likely been a fun guy if he was not being an asshole.
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Mercy
Jan 7, 2014 21:51:18 GMT
Post by Teacakes on Jan 7, 2014 21:51:18 GMT
"Grab what you can and then lets go" Ralph told Clementine as they walked down the street towards a large supermarket building.
"You think Christa's ok back at the warehouse?" Clementine asked, knife in hand.
"Positive" Ralph replied simply as they approached the store. The front entrance was blocked, sealed up by sliver shutters. Ralph knelt down and pulled on the shutter handle and throwing it open revealing the glass doors which had once been automatic. Ralph lifted his foot and kicked the glass "Hmph" he said gruffly, taking out a crowbar and shattering the glass.
He stepped into the store, Clementine followed "This place has been picked clean, there might be some supplies scattered around, search the place, see what you can find"
Clementine adjusted her pack back on her shoulder and walked over to one of the shelves, kneeling down and scooping up tins of food. Ralph pushed one of the shelves which had been knocked over back up and searched them. "Found anything?" He called over to her.
"Some tins" Clementine replied, putting them in her pack back.
"That's something at least"
A groaning sound came from the back of the store, the dark area where no daylight could reach, to touch the shadows. Ralph juggled his crowbar in one hand and immediately on high alter, Clementine the same. Ralph turned his head towards her and nodded to the back of the store a gesture to say to check it out along with him.
Ralph walked steadily, his shoes clattering on the cracked tiled floor. Clementine came across a trail of dried blood leading to the 'staff only' room. She entered first, pushing the door open and plunging herself into darkness. A growl erupted from the darkest corner of the room, terrified she took out the knife, trembling in her hands.
The door opened behind her as Ralph also entered, what little light came from the store brought a small glow into the darkness. Ralph propped the door open with his crowbar and took out his pistol, moving into the room and glancing around at the ominous shadows.
Clementine walked over to a vending machine, several chocolate bars on display inside. Another growl echoed from the darkness causing the two to freeze where they stood as they began to see movement.
A walker jumped Ralph, his pistol went flying out of his hand and slide along the ground. "AH SHIT!" He yelled. "CLEMENTINE HELP!"
Clementine's eyes widen as Ralph held the walker above him by it's arms, it's teeth snapping as it leaned in towards his neck. "CLEMENTINE!"
She quickly snapped out of her trance and ran towards the area where the pistol fell. She knelt down by the vending machine and reached towards the pistol, grabbing it and running back to Ralph.
"Shoot it! Shoot it!"
She lifted the pistol and aimed for the walkers head, making sure not to lock her elbows before squeezing the trigger.
BANG
The bullet ripped through the walkers shoulder, the shot caused it to recoil and fall to the ground. Clementine was immediately on top of it and stabbed it in the head with her knife, a loud hiss came from its exposed brain as blood splattered across her face.
Ralph grabbed Clementine's shoulder and pulled her up "It's okay, it's okay you did it" he said softly.
Clementine breathed heavily as Ralph squeezed her shoulder "We should go quickly before-"
He was interrupted as walkers came pouring through the stores entrance "Ah fuck, must have been attracted by the gunshot, come on Clementine, lets go!"
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Mercy
Jan 7, 2014 22:07:09 GMT
Post by Autobot Sonic on Jan 7, 2014 22:07:09 GMT
Cool! Your writing skills have definitely improved since your Kenny fanfic.
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Mercy
Jan 7, 2014 22:20:39 GMT
Post by Teacakes on Jan 7, 2014 22:20:39 GMT
Thank you so much!
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Mercy
Jan 7, 2014 22:37:45 GMT
Post by Teacakes on Jan 7, 2014 22:37:45 GMT
When Ralph and Clementine arrived back at the warehouse they were confronted by several walkers which were crowded around the entrance. Clementine panicked when she saw them feasting upon something, hungrily tearing flesh from bone and savouring the taste in their bloody mouths.
"CHRISTA!" Clementine cried.
One of the walkers was attracted to Clementine's cry and stumbled towards them. The rest, hungry for more human flesh, followed in search of a new meal. Ralph snatched his pistol from Clementine and began to shoot at the approaching walkers, swinging his crowbar at one that got too close. In minutes bodies lie scattered at their feet, Clementine ran over to the body they had been eating only to find that it wasn't Christa. Thank god.... I can't lose someone else, not again. I can't lose you Christa... We may have our problems but I can't lose you...
The sound of screaming coming from the warehouse altered their ears, Clementine turned her attention towards the wooden boards that they used as a 'door'. The screaming was loud, but there was also pain in the cries. Christa was in trouble.
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Mercy
Jan 7, 2014 22:38:04 GMT
Post by Teacakes on Jan 7, 2014 22:38:04 GMT
Mini updates!
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Mercy
Jan 8, 2014 1:25:48 GMT
Post by Autobot Sonic on Jan 8, 2014 1:25:48 GMT
I'm assuming the story's coming to an end soon seeing as this is a one chapter thing. Can't wait to see where you take it!
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Mercy
Jan 8, 2014 1:46:26 GMT
Post by Pimp-Hand Lee on Jan 8, 2014 1:46:26 GMT
I wonder what will happen.
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Mercy
Jan 8, 2014 16:24:41 GMT
Post by Teacakes on Jan 8, 2014 16:24:41 GMT
"Christa! What the hell is going on?!" Ralph yelled as he and Clementine entered the warehouse.
Christa was lying on the ground screaming in agony, her trousers seemed to be damp. "My waters have broken! I'm having the baby, NOW!" She replied.
Ralph's eyes widen "It's... It's early?" He asked.
"You really think that's a problem right now?!" She paused to catch her breath, her body wheezed "I- I thought I'd have to do it alone" she choked up.
"Fuck...." Ralph breathed. "You can't do it here, we found a couple of walkers outside and shot them, your screaming plus the shots might have attracted more, you can't do it here Christa, you can't"
"Then where?!" She yelled with panic.
"At the hospital" Ralph replied sombrely.
"No way!"
"We have no time to argue Christa! We already investigated the hospital when we first arrived here, it's abandoned, empty, what little walkers were in there are dead or contained in the hospital rooms. It's much better there believe me and if you don't want to have to have a baby surrounded by walkers then we have to leave now!"
Christa took a deep breath and nodded "Okay... Okay help me up"
Ralph took Christa's hand and pulled her up, putting her arm over his own shoulders. He turned to Clementine and looked at her bluntly "We don't have much time..."
The hospital doors were wide open, the lock and chains broken by Ralph's crowbar. The cracked tiles provided a bed for Christa who was in absolute agony. Clementine looked up at the map of the several hospital floors "It doesn't matter where she does it as long as it's somewhere safe. But then again define safe" Ralph commented.
"I can't manage the stairs-" Christa huffed, her cheeks red.
"No you can't not in that state" Ralph replied. "How about the second floor, you think you can manage that, I'll be the one supporting you after all"
Christa nodded slowly.
"Alright lets go, quickly"
They were half way up the stairs when they saw undead hands clawing through one of the slightly open doors. "Oh shit, that's not going to hold" Ralph said gruffly "Looks like we're heading to the third floor, come on Christa"
"I can't go on.... I'm going to have the baby here and now"
"Oh no your not, not on my watch, just a bit further. Clementine help me carry her or support her or whatever"
Clementine rushed to the other side of Christa and supported her as they quickly moved past the zombie infested second floor. The third floor was almost in reach when there was a loud crash from behind them. Clementine looked over her shoulder to see walkers pouring out of the second floor door and onto the stairs.
"Ah shit..." Ralph breathed. He gave Clementine a pained expression and then looked at Christa sternly "You two go on ahead!" He ordered suddenly.
"Wh- what?" Clementine spluttered, stunned.
"You heard, go on, go! I'll cover you!" He said, taking out his pistol and aiming at the approaching walkers. Clementine's attention was slowly drawn to the bite mark on Ralph's wrist.
"Ralph you're-"
"I know" he said softly. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply, the pained expression remained on his face "Just go! Please..."
Clementine helped Christa up to the third floor before turning back to Ralph who looked up at her sadly "Look after her, okay?"
Clementine fought back tears and nodded slowly before bursting through the large doors and onto the third floor.
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Mercy
Jan 8, 2014 17:30:24 GMT
Post by Teacakes on Jan 8, 2014 17:30:24 GMT
"It's coming! The babies coming!" Christa wailed as she lie on the blood soaked hospital bed. It wasn't her blood. Christa screamed, the pain unbearable.
Clementine didn't really know what she was doing but she had managed to remove Christa's trousers. The baby was coming, there was no preventing it now.
"I don't know what to do!" Clementine cried. "I wish Ralph was here..." She said sadly, looking back towards the door, the sound of gun shots which had once echoed through the hospital now ceased to exist.
"Ralph...." She murmured softly.
"I- I just have to keep pushing..." Christa said exhausted before screaming in pain. The sound of walkers came from the corridor causing Clementine to freeze in fear.
"Christa you need to... You need to hurry"
"You think this can be rushed?!" Christa yelled before screaming.
"Just uh... Just keep pushing!" Clementine told her with panic.
"I- I AM!"
Clementine looked towards the door to see the shadows of walkers appearing. Clementine hesitated before taking out her knife "I'll hold the walkers off, buy you some time"
"No Clementine you can't, I need you here!"
"It's ok Christa" Clementine said softly "I'll only mess it up anyway" she told her sadly before turning towards the door before Christa grabbed her arm and stared at her with a pained expression.
"No you won't, why would.... Why would you even think that?"
"Because that's what you think... I messed up.... I-I-I left my back pack and gun unattended... It was only for a second.... I didn't mean it.... I- Omid's dead because of me"
"And you know that's true"
Christa stared sadly "Clementine... I don't blame you for Omid's death"
"Yes you do. You said you didn't before but you lied, why should I believe you now?"
"Because it's true. I don't blame you, I never have.... I need you Clementine, it's only me and you now.... I need you here... Please"
Clementine stared before nodding slowly a small smile on her face "I'll stay with you. I will"
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Mercy
Jan 8, 2014 18:02:26 GMT
Post by Autobot Sonic on Jan 8, 2014 18:02:26 GMT
DEM FEELS smiley-face-crying
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Mercy
Jan 8, 2014 18:11:59 GMT
Post by Teacakes on Jan 8, 2014 18:11:59 GMT
The hospital room was filled with the cries of a new born baby. Clementine quickly scooped up the child and cradled it in her arms, she struggled to support it's head and quickly handed it to Christa. The sound of walkers came from the door behind as they tried to break in. "We need to go!" Clementine said hurriedly. Christa hushed the crying baby as Clementine helped her up and lead her into the room across from them and locked the door behind her. Christa placed the baby into a cot and gently stroked the fine hairs on its head. Clementine stared at the door "I think, I think we're safe" she commented "But.... i don't think there's any other way out" she murmured before turning towards Christa to see her crying. "Christa....?" Clementine asked concerned "Are you.. Okay?" She questioned, steadily approaching her. She glanced at the baby, it seemed fine, it was breathing and moving, that brought her great relief. But Christa was still crying, clutching the edge of the cot. I can't do this... I can't raise a baby in a world like is... I can't do it! I can't....
Christa sniffed sadly and wiped her eyes "It's- it's a little boy" she choked up. Clementine held the edge of the cot and stared at the baby, cracking a smile at his sweet little face. "He's really sweet" she commented. Christa closed her eyes and rushed her fingers through her knotted hair "Yes- yeah he is" she replied, forcing a smile but failing. What am I going to do? I can't do it.... I can't do this... Oh god Omid! What do I do Omid?! I don't what to do! A sob came from Christa's throat as she leaned down and kissed the baby on the head. Clementine stared at the small gift of life that she had brought into the awful world. She finally saw light, the light of hope had sparked back into her mind. I'll help you Christa... I'll help you take care of him.... Why are you so upset Christa? This is a good thing. Clementine questioned inside her head. Maybe they're just happy tears. She didn't know how naive she really was. "What are you going to call him?" Clementine asked curiously. Christa sobbed more, tears rolled down her cheeks as the words became clogged in her throat, almost as if she could choke upon them "Omid... His names Omid" Clementine's eyes widen "Well-" she began, beginning to choke on her own words too "We should get little Omid out of here" she said, wandering over to the wall where she had caught sight of an air vent. "His name was Omid...." Christa murmured softly. "Was? What do you mean-" BANG
Clementine's words were cut off by a gunshot which erupted from Christa's end of the room. Clementine's world began to spin, as she slowly moved towards Christa, her pace began to increase. This isn't happening... It can't be happening!
Christa stood by the cot, her hand trembling violently as she clutched Clementine's gun. She slowly lowered her hand, the gun slipped from her fingers, clattering as it hit the ground. Christa's legs began to shake before giving weigh underneath her as she collapsed to the ground, covering her mouth as she began to wail in sadness. Clementine stared at the broken women before staring into the cot. The baby lie still, blood trickling from the hole in his head and rolling down his face.... 16 months later.... 11 year old Clementine slowly lifted her head, rain pouring from the sky above and damping her spirits. Her green eyes were drawn to Christa who sat some distance away from her, staring deeply into the dying fire and at the uncooked weasel. She stared at Christa's stomach, at swallowed hard at the thought of the baby and how skinny she and Christa had become without the means of food. "Christa... Talk to me" TO BE CONTINUED IN THE WALKING DEAD SEASON 2 (In other words: THE END)
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Mercy
Jan 8, 2014 18:12:55 GMT
Post by IDEK on Jan 8, 2014 18:12:55 GMT
holy...
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Mercy
Jan 8, 2014 18:14:21 GMT
Post by Teacakes on Jan 8, 2014 18:14:21 GMT
Yeah... That happened.
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