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The Walking Dead Game What Ifs: What if Kenny, Clementine and AJ ended up in Alexandria?

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What if Kenny, Clementine and AJ ended up in Alexandria? Submitted by Soundwavefan113 on AO3

“You okay, Clem?” Kenny’s voice jerked Clementine from her thoughts.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” The thirteen-year-old looked in the mirror at AJ. They’d almost lost the car while Kenny had been teaching her how to drive, she supposed she should be glad they missed the tree and took out a rather large Walker.

“You sure?” Kenny glanced at her, “Your still upset about almost hittin’ the tree, aren't you?”

Clementine tried to shrug it off, “It’s nothing.”

“Clem,” Sighed Kenny, “You can’t focus on any possible mistake that may have happened, it’ll distract you—holy fucking shit!”

Kenny veered out of the way of a guy in a motorcycle, “What the hell was that?”

Clementine twisted in her seat, as the motorcycle rider stopped, “What?”

Kenny scowled as the man reached them, he looked at them through the window, before knocking on the glass. Kenny glared at the man, “What?”

“Y’all alright?” The man’s voice was gruff, tilting his head to keep his hair out of his eyes.

“Er, yeah.” Kenny glanced at Clementine, “We’re fine.”

“Right,” the man nodded, “you have to turn around.”

“What?” Growled Kenny, his irritation growing.

“We’re diverting a massive herd, your gonna drive into it.”

Kenny blinked up at the man, “…Right…er, thanks for the head up.”

The guy nodded and walked back to his bike, as Kenny turned the car around. They were trailing behind the guy, when the first few Walkers appeared. They followed the man for a while, until they came to a stop near an abandoned gas station.

“Thanks for the heads up.” Said Kenny getting out of the car, “You gonna be okay?”

The man went to answer, when he spotted Clementine pick up AJ, “You’ve got a kid?”

Kenny turned and spotted Clementine and AJ, “Yeah…what of it?”

The man looked at them, “We got a community, somewhere you can wait out the herd before ya move on.”

Kenny opened his mouth to refuse, but after glancing at Clementine, he nodded.

Carl paused, seeing Daryl lead a car into Alexandria. He heard Carol walk up next to him and sigh. They’d had a herd go through them a month earlier, Carl absently rubbed at the gauze covering his missing eye.

“This isn’t good.” Muttered Carol, crossing her arms.

“Maybe they’re just travellers.” Said Carl, as a one-eyed bearded man stepped out of the car, followed by a girl around his age.

“But they could be thieves.” Stated Carol, as the girl opened one of the back doors and pulled out a toddler, “Or kidnappers.”

Carl frowned at her, as Daryl walked over to Rick, “I’m gonna talk to them.”

“Don’t.” Said Carol, as Carl walked over to the car.

“What d’you make of this place, Clem?” Carl heard the man ask.

“High walls, solar panels,” The girl, Clem looked around, “they’ve got kids. Seems safe.”

“So?” The man looked at Clem.

“See if they’re willing to trade something for gas, then head back out when the herd’s passed.” Said Clem, as the toddler fussed, “Hey, hey, don’t cry, Goofball.”

The toddler whined, before he abruptly threw up on her.

“Oh.” Clem stiffened slightly, “Wonderful.”

Carl stopped and looked at them.

“I’ll…” Clem looked at ‘Goofball’, “see if they’re willing to give us some food for AJ, something that hasn’t expired.”

“You can change as well, if you want.” Carl spoke without thinking, making the girl and man turn and look at him, “Er…hi?”

“Hey.” Clem waved, before looking down at her front, “…and it’s alright, I’ve had worse on my front.”

Carl blinked, looking between them, “Do… do you have a change of clothes?”

Clem and the man looked at each other.

“Er… no.” Clem sounded confused, “We try to keep moving.”

Carl nodded, “I’m… I’m going to see if we have any to spare.”

Clementine adjusted the flannel shirt she’d been given, along with the boots, jeans and underwear. A woman with short white hair, Carol, had let them use her shower. Clementine grabbed the red leather jacket she’d found a few months back, and her hat.

Rolling her shoulders, Clementine stepped out and winced at her dirty clothes. She hadn’t noticed how bad they smelt until now. Looking around the house, it almost felt like the world hadn’t ended. Sighing, Clementine made her way down the stairs, with Carol looking up when she heard Clementine walk over.

“Er… I… erm…” Clementine didn’t know what to say, when Carol taking the clothes from Clementine.

“Aren’t you going to wash that?” Carol looked at her hat.

Clementine adjusted it, “I… no, it’s… this is going to sound weird, but it’s got some of my… friend’s blood on it. It’s kina, the only thing I have left of them.”

Carol blinked, “Oh, care to tell me about this friend?”

Carol seemed like her mom, before her parents went to Savannah, so Clementine sat down across from Carol.

“His name was Lee,” Said Clementine, “He found me hiding in my treehouse when all this started, he looked after me during the first few months of the outbreak. I made the mistake of trusting the wrong person and it got Lee killed. The bloodstain on the brim, there,” Clementine pointed at a dark spot on the brim of the hat, “that’s Lee’s blood, I was nine and I had to put him down, all because I was an idiot.”

“You were a child.” Said Carol, “There are adults who’d make the same mistake.”

“I got two members of our group killed while I was with that stranger, then I got another killed because I was careless with my gun—” Clementine stiffened, “Shit, where’s my gun?!”

“It’s over there.” Carol pointing at a cabinet, where Clementine’s gun was sitting.

Clementine got up and quickly grabbed it, freezing slightly as she held it, “It… it’s been cleaned.”

“I thought you’d like a gun that would actually work, considering the amount of muck and grime on it.” Said Carol, getting a sigh from Clementine.

“We don’t have any bullets.” Shrugged Clementine, before looking at the couch, where AJ was sleeping, “Huh, I guess he was tired.”

“How old were you when you had him?” Asked Carol, crossing her arms.

“What?” Clementine frowned, “His parents died, I promised them I’d look after him. His dad was killed by some asshole and his mom died shortly after giving birth to him. Kenny and I have been looking after him ever since.”

“What’s Kenny to you?” Asked Carol, looking at Clementine.

“He’s… I guess he’s like my dad,” Shrugged Clementine, “I met him with Lee, I became friends with his son, his name was Kenny Jr, but we all called him Duck. I got separated from Kenny while I was with that stranger, I thought he was dead for a while, before I ran into him again. I’ve been with him ever since. He took over from Lee, after we found each other again.”

Carol seemed satisfied with Clementine’s answers, opting to watch AJ sleep.

Clementine spun in a circle as Carl showed her around, staring at the community, “This place is a fucking fortress.”

“Yeah, I think we all had that impression when we first arrived here.” Said Carl, as they approached a group of people their age.

“Who’s this?” Asked a brunette.

“This is Clementine,” Said Carl, “She and her… what is he?”

“Kenny?” Clementine looked at Carl, “Closest thing I have to a dad.”

“They were brought here by Daryl.” Said Carl, “Since the herds going to be a while, they’d going to wait it out.”

“Isn’t she the girl that can’t smell?” Asked a dark-haired boy.

“I can smell.” Responded Clementine, “We just walked through a bunch of Walkers before we found a car.”

Carl frowned, “There weren’t any coats in the car.”

“What?” Clementine looked at him.

“The coat with the Walker guts on it.” Clarified Carl, “There weren’t any in the car.”

“Why would I need a coat for that?” Asked Clementine, looking around them, “What?”

“They’d apply it to their clothes?” Asked Michonne, as Carl told them about Clementine.

“Yeah, it’s crazy.” Carl looked down, before frowning, “What’s Kenny like?”

“You mean aside from constantly swearing and being an asshole over the cars?” Asked Rick, “He hasn’t spoken much. But he’s mentioned some other communities.”

“Really?” Carl looked up, “Where?”

“He mentioned a place called Wellington and a group based in Richmond.” Said Rick, “He called the latter group a cult though.”

Across the settlement, Clementine rummaged around the trunk of her, and Kenny’s, car. Frowning, Clementine pulled out a machete and a large hunting knife. Humming to herself, she put the blades back, and looked in one of the bags.

“What’cha looking for Clem?” Clementine jumped and looked at Carol.

“They need to put a bell on you.” Clementine went back to the trunk, “Kenny and I haven’t gone through the trunk yet, since we were trying to find a quick way to escape some Walkers, look at this,” Clementine pulled a mace out of the bag, “Who the fuck carries this?!”

“A re-enactment society?” Suggested Carol, getting a huff from Clementine, “Have you and Kenny been travelling long?”

“Yeah, we were looking for a boat.” Clementine found a handle in the base of the trunk and pulled it open, “What the fuck?!”

Looking over Clementine’s shoulder, Carol saw a large cache of guns packed together.

“Ooh.” Clementine reached in and picked up a sawn-off shotgun, “Dibs.”

“Is it loaded?” Asked Carol, as Rick walked up to them.

“Is what loaded?” Asked Rick, before spotting the inside of the trunk, “What the hell?”

Clementine levelled her shotgun with a Walker’s head and obliterated its skull. Glancing around, she walked back towards Alexandria. Kenny, after some convincing, had agreed that they’d stay in Alexandria for a while longer. Especially since AJ was getting proper food and was around a couple of kids his own age. At the moment, Kenny was away from the community, along with Rick and ten others. Clementine had a bad feeling about their trip, but decided to ignore it, assuming it was nothing.

“You alright, Clem?” Smythe, one of the guards, greeting her when she walked through the gate made her jump.

“Yeah, just thinking.” Clementine looked down the street, frowning at the Walker she’d dealt with last night, “I thought Mike said he was going to move that.”

“Spencer told him to leave it there,” Said Smythe, “Said Rick will need to see it when he gets back.”

Clementine nodded, walking towards the house her, Kenny and AJ were given, getting accosted by Spencer.

“Where were you?” Clementine sighed and looked up at the man.

“I was trying to find where that Walker got in.” Clementine gestured to the corpse, “I couldn’t find a hole, so it could’ve just slipped past whoever was on guard.”

“No, it couldn’t.” Dismissed Spencer, frowning, “Where’d you learn to fight Walkers like that?”

“What?” Clementine frowned, “By kicking their knee?”

Spencer nodded.

“Someone I knew taught me.” Clementine shrugged, she didn’t think she could call Jane her friend, not after what she did, “Do you think they got Maggie to Hilltop?”

“Why else would they be taking so long?”

An RV trundled into Alexandria, Clementine spotted Glenn at the wheel. As the vehicle came to a stop, Michonne stepped out, followed by Sasha, Aaron and Carl. Frowning, Clementine got up and walked towards them.

“How’s Maggie doing?” Asked Clementine, as the woman in question stumbled out of the RV.

“Clem,” Glenn walked around the side of the RV, “something happened.”

Clementine recognised the tone, usually it was assigned to Kenny when he did something stupid, “Who’s Kenny punched now?”

“He…” Carl found himself unable to look at her, “We…”

Clementine looked over the group, she assumed Rick, Abraham, Daryl and Kenny were still in the RV, while Eugene and Rosita stepped out of the vehicle. Glancing around, and noticing that Enid was glaring at Carl, Clementine sighed.

“Okay.” Clementine tried to push past them, only for Glenn to grab her shoulder, “Look, whatever stupid thing Kenny’s done—”

“We ran into a group.” Interrupted Glenn, “They…”

“When you say ‘group’ do you mean like another community or a bunch of nutcases?” Asked Clementine, not liking the looks they were giving her.

“They call themselves the Saviors.” Continued Glenn, making Clementine freeze.

“What?”

“You know about them?” Asked Sasha, getting a nod from Clementine.

“Christa and I ran into them a few years ago,” Said Clementine, looking between them, “but they were in northern Georgia and Tennessee. Are… are you sure that’s what they called themselves?”

“Does…” Glenn swallowed, “Does the name Negan mean anything to you?”

Clementine sucked a breath in, “Shit.”

“They took Daryl and he…” Maggie’s voice was weak, “He killed Kenny.”

Clementine felt her throat constrict, shaking her head, “You’re lying.” Without waiting for a response, Clementine pushed her way onto the RV. Rick and Abraham looked at her, while Kenny’s lifeless, and headless, body lied on the floor between them.

Clementine stood near Negan, watching as he gutted Spencer. She didn’t react when Rosita tried to kill Negan, only for her to be knocked to the ground by one of his thugs. He demanded to know who made the bullet, before ordering the same thug to kill someone. Clementine didn’t know Denise very well, but she knew she didn’t deserve to die.

Seizing her chance, Clementine rushed at Negan, raising her knife to stab him. Negan got stabbed in the arm, which earned Clementine a backhand.

“Don’t you people lear—” Negan stopped abruptly, recognising Clementine, “Well, holy shit! I know you! You’re that little girl that stabbed me.”

Clementine glared up at him.

“I got a nasty scar on my back because of you.” Negan looked at the thug, “Gimme your machete.”

Clementine quickly scrambled to her feet, picking up her knife with her left hand. She went to stab him again, only for him to grab her left forearm and slam it on the pool table he and Spencer had been using.

“I think this is appropriate.” Grinned Negan, before bringing the machete down on Clementine’s left wrist.

Letting out a scream, Clementine tried to wrench her hand free, only for Negan to tighten his grip and add more force to his chopping. As soon as her left hand had been severed, he let her go and she stumbled back, holding the stump of her left arm close to her chest.

“You know what?” Negan looked around, “I think we’ve had enough killing for one day. Someone make sure she don’t bleed to death.”

“What were you thinking?” Asked Glenn, as he tended to her arm.

“He killed Kenny.” Said Clementine, “I got the drop on Negan before, I thought I could do it again.”

“Well,” Carl looked at her, “You didn’t.”

“Oh, gee Carl, why don’t you point out something else that’s obvious?”

“It was stupid.”

“Stop it!” Glenn raised his voice, “Arguing isn’t going to help any of us!”

“Where’s my hand?” Asked Clementine, looking at Glenn, “Where is it?”

“It should still be on the pool table.” Said Enid, making Clementine wrench her bandaged stump from Glenn’s grip and stalk outside.

A couple minutes later, Clementine returned with her dismembered hand and threw it at Carl.

“Okay!” Yelled Glenn, as he got up, “Both of you, homes, now!”

Carl and Clementine glared at each other, before Enid decided to guide Clementine back to her home.

Clementine looked down at the knife that’d been welded to a metal cast, as Rick fastened it to her arm.

“Daryl’s brother had something similar.” Said Rick, before looking around, “Why’d you try and take a stab at Negan?”

“I met someone like him before,” Said Clementine, “A guy called Carver. He’s the one that took Kenny’s eye. I thought, if I could, I dunno, injure him enough, I could trick the Saviors to fight amongst themselves.”

Rick sighed, before looking over at the dead Scavengers. They’d tried to form an alliance with the other communities, he didn’t know what would’ve happened if The Kingdom and Hilltop hadn’t come through.

“Do you think Jadis is still alive?” Asked Clementine, staring down at her shotgun.

“I don’t know.” Confessed Rick, “Maybe.”

“I mean, I hit her in the gut and blew the head off that other one.” Continued Clementine, “Thinking on it, I could’ve taken Negan out.”

Rick nodded, before looking around, “How many?”

Clementine shrugged, “I heard Glenn and Abraham were still counting. How’s Michonne?”

Rick sighed, “Carl hasn’t left her. We’re hoping she’ll pull through.”

“Where’re you going?” Asked AJ, making Clementine jump.

“I’m watching Carl’s back, I’ll be back soon.” Said Clementine, before slipping out of Alexandria. She followed Carl, before coming to a stop as he started talking to a man.

“So,” Said Clementine, getting Carl and the man’s attention, “Who’s the boyfriend?”

“The sewers are practically deserted.” Said Carl, as he led Siddiq towards the gap, “Maggie and Aaron came through here a while ago and Clementine found it after a Walker got in.”

“Really?” Asked Siddiq, looking back at Clementine.

“The same day I heard that…” Clementine trailed off, unsure on what to call Kenny, before continuing, “my dad had been killed.”

“I’m sorry.” Apologised Siddiq, “I didn’t know.”

“Don’t worry.” Clementine wave him off, “Besides, you’re not the one that killed him.”

Siddiq nodded, before Clementine looked at Carl, “So, how do you tell your dad?”

“About what?” Asked Carl, shifting, uncomfortably.

“About how you almost got bitten, you’re welcome, by the way, and how you, alone, managed to sneak a stranger into the community, while he and the others were away fighting.” Said Clementine, folding her arms, fully intent on Carl being the only one in trouble, before noticing her missing knife, “Shit.”

“How’re you going to explain your knife going missing?” Asked Carl, giving Clementine a defiant look.

“I hate you.”

Clementine limped around the sewers, trying to avoid stepping on anyone. Judith and AJ were with Carl, who was having shrapnel removed from his arm by Siddiq, it turned out he was a doctor. Negan had come by and bombed Alexandria, they lost some people, but the majority had managed to retreat into the sewers. Both Clementine and Carl had been knocked down from the wall by the Saviors bombs, Clementine had twisted her leg, when she landed, but her injuries weren’t too major.

“Clementine?” Rick’s voice got her attention.

“Rick.” Clementine twisted, “Thank fuck. What happened?”

“Gregory sold us out.” Said Rick, “But things went to plan, but they bounced back faster than we expected. The others are at Hilltop, I think. Where’s Carl?”

“He’s getting bits of grenade removed from his arm.” Clemetine pointed in Carl’s direction, “Er, Rick, there’s something you should know. Carl… brought a guy back here. A doctor.”

Rick paused, but nodded, before he and Michonne walked past her.

Clementine let out a low whistle, looking around Hilltop, “Nice.”

“Glad you think so.” Said Glenn, limping towards them, “Your new doctor’s looking at the injured and we’ve got some Saviors tied up by the fence. That includes Gregory, by the way.”

“Can I take ‘Kenny’ to him?” Asked Clementine, looking at Rick, grabbing her shotgun.

“No.” Rick shook his head, “Go help Siddiq.”

Clementine glared after Rick, before following his orders. Enid smiled at her, before she helped a patient sit up.

“Clem, can you get some more water, please?” Asked Siddiq, “We’re running a bit low.”

Clementine nodded, grabbing a bucket and heading outside. She nearly bumped into Carl, who was carrying bandages, but managed to avoid falling.

“The Scavengers are all dead,” Clementine heard Rick talking to the others as she filled up the bucket, “Jadis apparently turned after Clementine took ‘Kenny’ to her gut, and the ones that came with me to attack the Saviors were massacred on Negan’s orders.”

“All of them?” Asked Glenn, “Since when has Negan gone all scorched earth?”

“The people at Oceanside said they experienced something similar,” Jesus spoke up, “the Saviors killed every male above the age of ten, maybe they went pulled the same trick.”

Clementine finished filling up the bucket and made her way back inside, she still had a job to do.

“So,” Clementine looked at Carl, “troubles in paradise?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Asked Carl, scowling at the gun he was cleaning.

“You and your girlfriend seem to be avoiding each other.” Said Clementine, looking over the Militia. There’d been an attack by the Saviors, with their weapons covered in Walker blood, she’d received a tainted crossbow bolt to her left ankle. She was lucky, Glenn had spotted that the bolt was covered in Walker blood, the majority of the wounded were hit on their torso, but those who, like Clementine, were hit on their arms and legs, were able to get the infected limbs amputated.

She heard Rick mention that Dwight had slipped them some more intel, including how Father Gabriel was being held prisoner. Clementine looked around for her crutches

“We broke up.”

Clementine’s head snapped back to look at Carl, “What? Why?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

The war was over. Eugene, one of theirs that had defected to the Saviors, sabotaged the Savior’s bullets. Only Negan tried to fight, resulting in Rick slicing his throat open. Negan was taken into custody, Clementine watched impassively, as Maggie argued with Rick that the man should be killed.

“Clem,” Carl’s voice got her attention, “Are you alright?”

Clementine gave Carl a flat look, “I’m fine.”

Carl looked like he didn’t believe her, he glanced down at her leg, “Are you sure?”

The flat look turned into a glare, “Yes, I’m sure.” She looked over at where the community leaders were talking, “I’m just, trying to come to terms with all this being over.”

“Me too.” Said Carl, “Do you want something to drink?”

“I drank seven jars of moonshine when they cut my leg off, I think they’ll have a problem with it.” Answered Clementine, watching AJ toddle around with Judith, “I’ll be glad when they’d finished rebuilding.”

Carl nodded, before tentatively putting an arm around Clementine’s shoulders. Half-heartedly rolling her eyes, Clementine rested her head on Carl’s shoulder and let out a sigh.

“So…” Carl glanced at Clementine, “are you doing anything tonight?”

“We’re having a moment, don’t ruin it.”

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