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Post by Rock114 on Jul 25, 2014 2:05:41 GMT
(For those that don't remember, the title is taken from Pete's dying words in the truck at the beginning of Episode 2 about Nick).
I said I'd write my own story to give Nick a better death than TT did, and I meant it. I'll start putting it up tomorrow, I just have to begin editing the parts. It's not terribly long, and it still ends with Nick in the fence because I don't like deviating from the canon too much, but it certainly can't be any worse than what they gave us.
EDIT: Part 1 is near the bottom of this page. Part 2, the final part, is at the bottom of Page 2.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2014 2:20:03 GMT
Okay cool. Looking forward to it.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2014 4:25:35 GMT
The absolute shittiness of this season almost makes me want to write my own story.
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Post by Rock114 on Jul 25, 2014 4:42:00 GMT
Then go for it, man.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2014 4:43:11 GMT
The absolute shittiness of this season almost makes me want to write my own story. Yeah, go for it. Maybe you could do 'Alternate History.' for Season 2. Whatever you plan on writing, I'll be sure to check it out
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Post by Rock114 on Jul 25, 2014 20:13:04 GMT
The burning in his shoulder wouldn’t abate. Nick could practically feel the tiny piece of lead stuck in there when ever he attempted to move his arm. As it was, he could barely even do that. Well, he could, but it hurt a hell of a lot. He let the limb swing mostly useless by his side since escaping from the herd to avoid making the wound any worse than it was.
“Nick, man, we gotta go now. You ready?”
He winced, again feeling the bullet grind against bone in his shoulder as he finished pulling himself through the gap in the trailer park fence. “Jesus fuck...yeah, man,” Nick gasped as Luke peered to the distant trailer park. “I’m good. Just don’t ask me to help you move anytime soon, ‘kay?”
“Funny, Nick,” Luke chuckled. "Almost as funny as that dumb haircut of yours." Nick gave a small, muffled laugh as Luke turned back to him. His friend's face hardened at the sight of his Nick’s bloody shoulder. “You, uh… you’re sure you’re alright?”
Blood seeped between Nick’s fingers as he clasped his hand over the wound and pushed down a howl of agony that threatened to rise up. “Yeah man, I’m fine.” It was a lie. Just like the last time he’d said he was okay. And the time before that. His arm was slowly deadening as blood leaked out of it, mixing with the disgusting gore he’d coated himself in hours earlier. At this rate he’d lose it. Hell, at this rate he’d be dead by nightfall. Luke was no doctor, and neither was anyone else in the group. He remembered seeing Carlos go down in the herd. And Sarah’s scream… he couldn’t forget that. He’d been there, too. When his mother was bitten and he had to make sure she didn’t turn, Nick had felt like screaming. Screaming loud and long, pushing all of the air out of him until he couldn’t yell anymore, then just wait to die next to her cooling corpse.
But he never had that opportunity. Uncle Pete had been there. The closest thing to an actual father he’d ever had. And Pete raised him to be tough. So he kept it all inside. Instead of yelling or crying or wandering off into the woods and waiting for the lurkers to get him he put on a stony face and walked away from that shallow grave in the woods while Pete looked on.
He envied Sarah. At least she got to let it all out.
Luke’s machete emitted a soft rasp against the leather of its sheath as he drew his weapon. With shaking hands, Nick fumbled for his own weapon, a pistol he had used in the escape from Carver’s camp.
“DAD?! Is that you?” The silence shattered as the two men turned to see Sarah rushing toward them, arms outstretched to embrace Luke in a hug. The young girl’s arms wrapped tightly around Luke as she sobbed into his shirt. “Dad, I thought that you were… you’re back!”
“Sarah, get off of me!” Luke hissed. “I ain’t Carlos, and you have to shut up. They’re gonna hear us!”
A low, droning moan reverberated through the park, rattling the flimsy trailers as it grew in intensity. From the darkest corners of the park, from within and without the trailers, rose a legion of death cloaked in the shadows of the pre-light morning. “Fuck, too late!” Nick swore. “Jesus, there’s dozens of’em!”
Sarah’s eyes glistened with tears as she looked up at Luke for the first time. The smile on her face faded as the creeping truth made its way through her mind, and she stammered out a hauntingly dejected realization. “Y-you’re not...m-m-my Dad…”
“Luke, get her! Move!”
Nick could hear Luke grunting as he slashed cleanly through a walker’s neck, sending its head tumbling away from its body. “Move where?!” Luke lunged, shoving the tip of his machete through a walker’s eye as the throng of undead bodies closed around them. “The only way out of here is the gap in the fence, and we’re cut off!”
Trapped. The word struck Nick like lightning. They were trapped. Dozens of walkers encircled them. Sarah was a mess, Nick was shot, and Luke was still beaten to shit. And they had nowhere to run.
Unless…
“Luke, get her into that trailer. I’ve got a plan.”
Sarah clung to Luke with white knuckled hands, breathing heavily and quickly as Luke tried to keep himself between the girl and the walkers. He sliced again with an upward cut that severed the arms of a lurker that drew too close then sent it back toward the rest of the horde with a mighty kick. His left arm was drawn around Sarah as he backed the two of them away and toward the trailer Nick had pointed out, throwing a frenzy of slashes, parrys, and stabs toward the walking corpses that closed within range until he had backed up to the steps.
Nick sprinted over as Luke shoved the trailer’s door open and ushered Sarah, still sobbing, inside. “Okay, she’s in the trailer,” Luke shouted. “What next?”
“Next, you get in.”
Puzzled, Luke tore his eyes from the advancing horde and locked them onto Nick. “What?”
“You heard me, get in!”
“What about you?” Luke asked.
“There’s too many of’em, man. Someone’s gotta lead them away or you’re done for.”
“You mean ‘we’re’ done for, right?”
Nick turned away. “Yeah, sure. Now get inside.”
“Not without you. Nick, this ain’t the time to give up, we need you.”
Nick checked his pistol. “Get inside. I’ll be fine.”
“Fine?! Is this your big plan, run off and die? Some fuckin’ plan.”
“I’ll be back. I’ll just draw them away from you and Sarah, then I’ll come back with help. Now get the hell inside!”
Luke saw the lie on Nick’s face as plain as if he’d said it aloud. “No! You’re comin’ in with me.” He grabbed Nick’s good arm but Nick jerked it away. Luke reeled backward as Nick, teeth clenched in pain, clutched at Luke’s shirt with both hands and shoved him inside.
Luke picked himself off the floor just as the door slammed shut and the lock clicked into place. Sarah was huddled in the corner of the trailer’s main room as he threw himself at the door and fumbled fruitlessly with the door.
“NICK! GET THE FUCK IN HERE!”
From the other side of the door Nick gave a sad shrug. “I’ll be fine, man.”
“No, you won’t!”
“Someone has to do this. Besides, you’ll be alright.” Nick looked back over his shoulder at the horde for a moment before turning back. “You can move on. Not like me. You won’t let this drag you down.”
The lock was stuck. Luke twisted it furiously but it refused to yield. He tugged at the door, trying to rip it open as he saw Nick descend the steps through the door’s window.
He smashed his fist against the door. “Nick!”
His friend didn’t respond.
He slammed against the door with his full body weight. “NICK!”
No answer.
In the corner Sarah continued to cry for Carlos while Luke’s legs gave out. He fell against the door and slid down the side until he was sitting down with his back propped against it and his head in his hands. “Goddamnit Nick,” he sniveled. “You better get back soon…”
AN: Here's Part 1, Part 2 coming "Soon".
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Post by Teacakes on Jul 25, 2014 20:21:48 GMT
Reminds me of Kenny's sacrifice.
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Post by Rock114 on Jul 25, 2014 20:24:39 GMT
Yeah, I realized the two were kind of similar after I'd written it, but I decided to keep it because, well... we all know that this ends differently than Kenny's.
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Post by Teacakes on Jul 25, 2014 20:27:42 GMT
Yes, yes we do.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2014 20:40:23 GMT
Hey, I like it.
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Post by Rock114 on Jul 25, 2014 20:43:05 GMT
Hey, I like it. That's what Part 2 is for. Also, glad you like it.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jul 25, 2014 21:17:34 GMT
Yeah, I realized the two were kind of similar after I'd written it, but I decided to keep it because, well... we all know that this ends differently than Kenny's. That and you know Telltale loves to make scenes that mirror another scene, so it fits more then you think, also great work.
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Post by Rock114 on Jul 25, 2014 21:18:34 GMT
Yeah, I realized the two were kind of similar after I'd written it, but I decided to keep it because, well... we all know that this ends differently than Kenny's. That and you know Telltale loves to make scenes that mirror another scene, so it fits more then you think, also great work. I can't say it's the best scene that could have been Nick's death, but I really didn't have very much to work with here.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jul 25, 2014 21:22:47 GMT
That and you know Telltale loves to make scenes that mirror another scene, so it fits more then you think, also great work. I can't say it's the best scene that could have been Nick's death, but I really didn't have very much to work with here. Again I would say slowly dying by a tree seems like the best idea, it would mirror Duck somewhat and would be sad, and would bring up all your choices with him, the apologie, saving him over Pete, the watch, saving his life, you know all of it, and talking about Pete and Clem and some other stuff, and then dying, and then shooting or stabbing him, move on its the same, that would have been the best in my opinion, but like you said, its not much to work with so I applaud you for all you are doing with what you got.
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Post by Rock114 on Jul 25, 2014 21:27:41 GMT
I can't say it's the best scene that could have been Nick's death, but I really didn't have very much to work with here. Again I would say slowly dying by a tree seems like the best idea, it would mirror Duck somewhat and would be sad, and would bring up all your choices with him, the apologie, saving him over Pete, the watch, saving his life, you know all of it, and talking about Pete and Clem and some other stuff, and then dying, and then shooting or stabbing him, move on its the same, that would have been the best in my opinion, but like you said, its not much to work with so I applaud you for all you are doing with what you got. Anything but what we actually got in the game would be my ideal version.
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