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[thecrusadercomrade]

What-Ifs of Telltale's the Walking Dead Chapter 40: What If Reggie Wasn't Pushed Off the Roof?

Summary: When Carver goes to push Reggie off the roof to his death, Reggie dodges to the side. What results is a much happier ending for everyone at Howe's (except for Carver, of course).

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[thecrusadercomrade]

TWDG but Clementine uses the Power of Friendship to solve every problem peacefully. I'd read that fic.

i was expecting there to be an option to save carver to truly test ur morales but then i realized it would literally have to be something like this

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[the-delta-42]

The Walking Dead Game What Ifs: What if Carver attacked Clementine at the Cabin?

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What if Carver attacked Clementine at the cabin? (TW: Violence against a child)

Carver looked down at the girl, knowing that she was playing dumb with him, “How about I make you a deal.”

“What?” Said the girl, shortly.

“You tell me where my people are, and I’ll leave you here unharmed.”

“I don’t kno—” The girl was knocked to the floor by Carver’s backhand.

“Where are they?”

“I don’t know who you’re—” He grabbed her collar and slammed her against the wall, making her hat come off.

“Where the fuck are they?” Thundered Carver, before tossing the girl down the stairs and stomping down after her, leaving Sarah cowering under the bed as she listened to Carver beating Clementine.

Clementine grunted as she skidded over the counter, desperately trying to get back on her feet, as she ran through the basic self-defence Christa had taught her. The man, Clementine assumed he was this Carver she heard mentioned, grabbed her arm and twisted it until it made a cracking-pop, producing a scream from Clementine.

“Where are they?!”

“Fuc-” Carver back handed her, before landing several punches on her face, chest and abdomen. Clementine didn’t have a chance to react as Carver picked her up and threw her out of a window, the glass cutting into her back as she went through it.

Carver stormed outside, before he started punching, kicking and throwing Clementine, the girl letting out a pained scream when her broke her other arm and crushed her fingers into the ground. He grabbed her and slammed her into the porch of the cabin.

“This is your last chance to tell me where my fucking people are, before I turn your head into a pulp.” Snarled Carver, holding Clementine up by her throat.

“Go,” Rasped Clementine, deciding to channel her inner Kenny, “Fuck yourself.”

Carver snarled, before slamming her back against the porch, dropped and back handed her until she hit the deck and didn’t get up. Carver sneered, he was certain that she was dead and decided to leave her to turn.

B

Sarah slowly crawled out from her hiding space and nervously made her way down the stairs. It’d been a while since Carver was there and it was quiet. The entire house was destroyed, Sarah shivered at the sight of blood covering the surfaces and the broken window in the kitchen. She nervously opened the door and froze when she saw Clementine, coughing as she tried to crawl into the cabin.

Sarah quickly grabbed Clementine and dragged her back into the cabin, the younger girl whimpering slightly as Sarah moved her. After getting Clementine into a seat, Sarag grabbed some water and wetted a rag, just like her dad showed her.

Clementine didn’t say anything, while Sarah tried to remove the blood covering her face and torso. Sarah jumped when the door opened, whirling around, thinking it was Carver, Sarah grabbed a knife and pointed it at the intruder. Who turned out to be Luke.

“God.” Swore Luke, as Carlos and Alvin came up beside him, “What happened?”

“What do you think happened?!” Snapped Rebecca, before catching sight of Clementine, “What the fuck?”

Carlos strode over to Sarah and took over cleaning Clementine up, “Shit.”

“What is it?” Asked Luke, as Carlos dug through his pockets.

“The way her nose was broken,” Said Carlos, before pulling out an old pen, “one of her nostrils has been blocked, I can’t reset it until after this issue is dealt with.”

Clementine suddenly rasped, making everyone freeze, Carlos started to slowly reach for his gun, before Clementine coughed up a bloody piece of phlegm.

“I,” Clementine wheeze, looking at them, “I didn’t let him in. He kept asking where you were. I, I didn’t say anything.”

“Hold her still.” Said Carlos, looking at Luke, “Her arm’s dislocated.”

Carlos relocated Clementine’s shoulder, getting a cry of pain from her, Luke handed him the pen barrel, removing the ink cartridge and end cap.

“Okay, Clementine,” The girl looked at him, “this is going to hurt, okay?”

Clementine winced as she nodded, as Carlos used the pen to shift the blockage, resulting in a fresh spurt of blood, to go down her front. He quickly reset her nose, getting a small whimper from her. Carlos made some make-shift splints of Clementine’s broken bones, and relocating any dislocated joints.

“We need to leave.” Hiss Rebecca, glaring a Luke, “See what he did to her? I’m surprised he left her alive.”

“Do you think he left her to turn?” Asked Alvin, looking between them.

“This is fucked.” Groaned Luke, looking at Carlos treating Clementine, “We can’t move Clementine in her state.”

“We can’t stay here!”

“Why did he attack her?” Asked Alvin, interrupting Luke and Rebecca’s argument, “He doesn’t usually just attack people.”

“Because he’s crazy!” Snapped Rebecca, as Sarah looked at the floor, guilt covering her face.

“Sarah,” Said Luke, getting everyone’s attention, “What happened?”

“She wouldn’t have seen anything, Luke,” Dismissed Carlos, carefully bandaging Clementine’s arm, “She stayed hidden.”

Sarah looked down again, before mumbling, “I took a picture and Carver saw it.”

“Sarah.” Sighed Carlos, as he finished patching Clementine up.

“I-I’m sorry.” Sarah started to tremble.

“I can walk.” Rasped Clementine, looking up at Luke, “I might be a bit slow.”

Luke didn’t look happy as Clementine said that, getting a sigh as Carlos quietly spoke with Sarah.

B

“Could you walk any slower?” Grumbled Nick, getting a pained glare from Clementine.

“I’m walking on a broken leg, what’s your fucking excuse?” The group found that an injured Clementine was a Clementine without a filter.

“What the fuck happened to you, anyway?”

“Carver kicked her ass.” Interjected Luke, from the front, “Clem, why don’t you walk with Rebecca?”

“Because every bone in my body hurts?”

Luke sighed, before looking ahead, “There’s a clearing not too far away, we can rest there.”

“Clementine, sit over there.” Ordered Carlos, pointing at a stump while going through a bag, “I need to check your bandages.”

Clementine quietly grumbled, limping over the stump and wincing as she sat down.

“This is taking too long.” Muttered Luke, looking at Alvin.

“Well, Becs is walking for two.” Responded Alvin, getting an eyeroll from his wife.

“He’s talking about Clementine, genius.”

“We should’ve stayed put.” Continued Luke, “Give her more time to heal.”

“We don’t have time, Luke.” Reminded Rebecca, “I know she only got…hurt because she ran into us, but we need to keep moving.”

“I can hear you.” Called Clementine, “and I’m going as fast as I can.”

“Her constantly moving isn’t helping her recovery.” Said Carlos, looking over at them.

“Someone could carry her.” Suggested Luke, before noticing everyone staring at him, “What?”

“I’m not an invalid!” Yelled Clementine, before wincing and grabbing her chest, “I can walk just fine on my own.”

“Yeah, Luke’s carrying her.” Decided Rebecca, looking at Luke.

B

“This is embarrassing.” Grumbled Clementine, her arms folded as she scowled, since she refused to admit that she was pouting.

“Well, you’re lighter than you look.” Joked Luke, getting a harrumph from Clementine.

“Is everything alright up there?” Asked Rebecca, as Luke glanced back.

“Just sayin’ Clem’s lighter than she looks.”

The silence from the rest of the group was deafening, before Sarah looked at her dad and asked, “Is he saying Clementine’s fat?”

“Okay!” Clementine started violently wriggling, “Put me down!”

The scuffle, if it would be call that, somehow ended with Clementine hanging upside down from Luke’s arm, while Luke kept a firm grip on her waist.

“Guys, a little help?” Luke looked at the rest of the group.

“Nope, I’m good.” Said Nick, as Clementine continued to wriggle.

Luke sighed, before dropping Clementine.

“Luke!” Snapped Carlos, glaring at him.

“Sorry.” Muttered Luke, helping Clementine up, “You okay?”

Clementine glared at him, before limping away, while Luke winced.

“Y’know,” Said Nick, “Seeing you fuck up makes me feel better about staying in the shed.”

“Shut up.” Snapped Luke, quickly catching up to Clementine, before calling back, “There’s a bridge ahead, we could rest there.”

“Great, Becs needs to rest.” Responded Alvin, getting a swat from Rebecca.

B

“What’s taking them so long?” Demanded Alvin, looking down at the bridge.

“Maybe they’re rolling in the hay.” Suggested Clementine, getting incredulous looks from the others.

“Do you know what that means?” Asked Rebecca, staring at the girl.

“…Sleeping.”

Rebecca found herself sighing in relief, not looking forward to explaining the birds and the bees to her. The group froze when they heard someone running up to their position, Luke appeared with Nick and a man in a grey jacket.

“Who’s this?” Asked Alvin, as the man locked onto Clementine.

“Matthew,” Answered Luke, “he’s staying in the cabin on the other side of the bridge.”

“What happened?” Asked Matthew, looking at the group.

“A guy’s chasing us,” Said Luke, “he attacked her because she wouldn’t tell him where we were.”

Matthew frowned, before sighing, “Come on, we’ll take her to my group, the lodge’s gonna be warmer.”

B

“Wait here.” Matthew looked at them, “I’m gonna tell the rest of my group about you, hopefully Kenny’s in a good mood.”

The man was gone before they could protest, Luke looked down a Clementine, the girl was refused to be carried, complaining whenever Luke tried to pick her up.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Yelled a Floridian-accented voice, as a man with a thick beard and a trucker’s hat stormed out.

Luke automatically stepped in front of Clementine, hoping to hide her from the man.

“Kenny, they’ve got kids.” Protested Matthew, following Kenny out, with an Indian woman and a bald man.

“And we ain’t got the supplies for ‘em!” Yelled Kenny, making Clementine frown.

Clementine stepped out from behind Luke and looked at Kenny.

“Holy Shit.”

Kenny froze, before looking down, “Clementine?”

The girl grinned and limped towards Kenny, wrapping her arms around him. Keny crouched down and reciprocated, before frowning and holding the girl at arm’s length.

“What the fuck happened?” Kenny took in Clementine’s injuries, before glaring at the group, “Did they do this to ya?”

“No,” Answered Clementine, “some guy called Carver is after them. He tried to make me tell him where they were.”

Kenny frowned, continuing to look Clementine over, “What’d you say?”

“I told him to go fuck himself.”

Kenny let out a snort, before looking at the group again, “Can you vouch for these guys, Clem?”

Clementine nodded, “They patched me up.”

Kenny sighed, before standing and picking Clementine up, “Alright, that’s good enough for me.”

“I can walk on my own!” Squawked Clementine, with Kenny ignoring her as he walked into the lodge.

B

Clementine winced as she entered the lodge, after they had dinner, Clementine had gone with Walter and Mathew to check the perimeter for Walkers, where they met a strange woman. Clementine had suggested that they check her for weapons, after Kenny had come out to investigate. Then, after the woman had left, the wind turbine had gone crazy, leading to the two groups try to fix it. Which led to Clementine using a rifle for the first time and aggravating her already bruised body, before being sent inside by Luke. It was funny, she didn’t notice how the cold made her hurt until she was out of it.

“Clem, what’s happened?” Asked Rebecca, waddling towards her.

“The turbine-” Clementine was cut off by rapid gunfire. Rebecca swore, before grabbing Clementine and leading her up the stairs.

In a matter of seconds, in Clementine’s mind, the group outside was being forced inside. They heard a number of voices, including the strange woman from earlier. Then, she heard his voice. Carver was walking around below, calling out for Rebecca, talking about ‘their’ child. Clementine, in her hurry to disappear from view, accidentally knocked the box with the decorations over. The resulting noise led to the strange woman, Bonnie, coming up the stairs.

Bonnie stared at the three, before the girl spoke, “Fuck.”

Which was how Clementine found herself staring up at the man who’d beaten her to a pulp nearly a week prior.

“…How the hell are you still alive?”

“Because you hit like a girl.”

And Clementine was backhanded to the floor.

“You still hit like a girl.”

A solid kick to the side, followed by a punch, and her leg being stomped on, followed by another punch, a backhand and another, final, kick.

The group of hostages all stared at Clementine, terrified that Carver had killed her. Before a pained whine escaped the girl, “ow…”

Carver rolled his eyes, gesturing for the girl to be put with the others. Bonnie carefully shifted Clementine so she was next to Rebecca, they didn’t bother to restrain her, wondering what harm a child with a concussion could do.

Then one of Carver’s guys got hit in the head, leading Carver to kill Walter. Then he took Alvin and started to march him towards the window, talking to him about someone called George. He held the gun to Alvin’s head, when Clementine suddenly charged at him. Bonnie thought the girl was running pretty fast on a broken leg, only for her to get backhanded by Carver’s gun.

It had the desired effect, with Carver pushing Alvin to the side and picking Clementine up. A few seconds later, Kenny walked into the lodge, his hands above his head and a dark glare aimed at Carver.

P

The ride back to Carver’s settlement was quiet, if Clementine ignored the sound of the adults, Clementine thought calling them grown-up was immature, arguing.

“-haven’t you seen what he did to Clementine?!” Demanded Rebecca, glaring at Kenny.

“I saw him beating a little girl, while the rest of you fuckers watched like it was a fuckin’ show!”

“Dad…” Sarah nervously looked at her father, “Clementine doesn’t look very good.”

As if on cue, Clementine lurched forwards and threw up. Kenny wrinkled his nose as the half-digested ‘meal’ from the night before.

“Is that supposed to happen?” Asked Matthew, glancing at Clementine.

“She can’t see that we’re moving, she has a concussion and Carver hit her in the stomach several times.” Said Carlos, slowly, “I’m amazed she lasted this long.”

“Clem?” Rebecca looked at the girl, “Are you alright?”

“I can’t go to school today, mom.” Slurred Clementine, everything still spinning, “I think I threw up.”

Clementine suddenly slumped against Sarah, getting a frown from Carlos.

“Is she asleep or unconscious?” Asked Nick, trying to shuffle away from the trickle of vomit.

“Hold on.” Sarita gave Kenny an apologetic look, before leaning close to Clementine’s ear and screeching, “WAKE UP!”

The truck suddenly veered, as Clementine groaned, before slowly righting herself, “I gotta pee.”

The truck stopping, and the sound of one of Carver’s men stomping out and coming to the back of the truck reached their ears, before the man appeared, “What the fuck are you doing back there?!”

“I gotta pee.” Repeated Clementine, wriggling.

“Seriously?”

“Yep.”

The man sighed, “Does anyone else need to-?”

“Kinda.” Admitted Sarah, as the man sighed.

Thirty minutes later, Clementine found herself staring at a moth, or a butterfly, she couldn’t tell, while Sarah finished up.

“Are you about done over there?” Yelled the man, from besides the truck.

“Yeah, one second! Thanks for coming with me. It's scary out here.” Said Sarah, “I know you had to too, it’s still nice that you came.”

“We're friends.” Winced Clementine, “Friends look out for one another.”

Clementine and Sarah return to the truck.

“Everything come out alright, girls?” Asked the man, frowning at Clementine’s dazed look.

“Troy.” Growled Carver, “Get 'em tied up.”

“Will do...” Nodded Troy, grabbing Sarah’s hands and tying her up.

“Well, we're on our way, probably thirty minutes out.” Carver spoke into a radio, “Make sure everyone's prepped. Emotions might be running high. Carver out.”

Carver returned the radio to his belt and looked at Troy, “If I find out you've been wasting fuel to keep that fuckin' heater going, I'll make you walk back.”

“Nope.” Troy shook his head, “Froze my ass off... just like you told me to.”

Carver frowned, before glancing down and spotting Clementine staring at him, “It ain't polite to listen to other folks' conversations. Has anyone ever taught you that? Where's your manners?”

“I know.” Answered Clementine, not caring, “I still think you hit like a girl.”

Carver snarled, before slapping Clementine, knocking her to the ground, “Get her in the truck.”

B

“What happened to her?” Clementine glanced at a girl a couple years older than her, no doubt referring to how she looks like death warmed up.

“Bill did.” Answered Bonnie, making a brunette woman frown.

“Bill did that?” She glanced at Bonnie, “Bonnie, what they fuck have you gotten us into?”

“He trying to set an example.” Clementine didn’t think Bonnie believed herself, the other woman clearly didn’t.

“By what?”

“Shel, let’s,” Bonnie swallowed, “let’s talk about this later, okay? We’ve got work to do.”

B

“And how is it that we're repaid for our trust? With treachery? With deceit? With theft?” Snarled Carver, pacing in front of an injured Luke.

“They caught him.” Muttered Clementine, her hand unconsciously gripping the radio she’d stolen for him.

“Yeah, that's what it looks like.” Answered Kenny, scowling at Luke.

“Whatever you were planning is over, it's done.” Snarled Carver, brandishing the other radio, “You can't just run from your problems. You can't just up and leave when it gets tough, 'cause there's nowhere else you can go where it ain't. Tough is all we got now. Get that through your fuckin' skulls. Luke here, he can't help you now. You gotta help yourselves. You gotta help me find the strength to forgive you. Now, you can start... by telling me where the other one is. I'm gonna count to three. If that radio ain't in my hand by then, we'll have to make things more difficult. One. Two.”

“Maybe you—” Clementine was cut off by Kenny grabbing the radio from her and holding it up.

“It's right here. I got it.”

Carver held out his hand, prompting Kenny to step forward, Sarita approached him, trying to get him to stop, “It's alright.” Kenny slowly walked up to Carver, “Sorry about that. Not sure what I was thinking.” Kenny dropped the radio into Carver's hand.

“Three.” Said Carver, before smirking, “You really think I’m that stupid, don’t ya?”

“What?” Kenny froze.

“You’re not a smart man, Kenneth,” Carver’s eyes landed on Clementine, “you’re not small enough to go around unnoticed.”

Clementine was shoved forwards by Troy, until she was in front of Carver, “I shouldn’t be surprised, but I honestly expected better of you, Clementine.”

“Then you’re a fucking idiot.”

Clementine felt something hit her. At first, she thought it was Troy’s rifle, only to realise the pain was coming from her front. The second blow knocked her to the ground, she thought she heard someone come into the yard, the third blow made her hit her head on the ground, the fourth blow made her world got dark.

B

“-start talkin' about maybe...” Clementine recognised Luke’s voice, “leavin' some folks behind.”

“No!” Snapped Sarita.

“There is no other way.” Defended Luke, from where the rest of the group was gathered.

“This is bullshit.” Spat Rebecca, she sounded angry.

“Well, I don't like it either,” Defended Luke, “but guess what? It's where we're at.”

“We’re only here because of you people, and now you intend to leave us behind?!” Said Matthew, Clementine thought he sounded angry too.

“So, we should risk all of our lives?” Asked Carlos.

“What are you saying?” Demanded Rebecca.

“Nothing.” Carlos backtracked, “I'm... I'm just thinking out loud here.”

“We ain’t leaving Clementine!” Snarled Kenny, “Either we all go, or not at all! Especially since she’s only like this because you fucked up!”

“I got hungry; I wasn’t thinking.” Groaned Luke.

“Well, you’re not thinking straight,” Snarled Kenny, “nearly got Clementine killed!”

“We can’t leave Clementine.” Sarah spoke up, “It’s not fair.”

“Life ain't fair, Sarah.” Chided Luke, as Clementine limped over to them, “We're just tryin' to make the best of a bad situation, here. No one wants to leave Clem.”

“Then why are you suggesting it?” Clementine made her presence known, “I heard you. You suggested leaving me behind.”

“Look, Clem,” Luke winced, “We can risk people who can’t pull their weight.”

Luke seemed to realise what he said was a mistake, given how Clementine and Rebecca glared at him.

“Stop whining.” Clementine’s voice was cold, “Carver’s beaten me to a pulp twice…three times.”

Luke opened his mouth to protest, before thinking better of it.

“Alright...” Luke winced, “Well, then, what now?”

“We get the hell outta here.” Said Kenny, as Bonnie returned with some other people.

“Like now, now?” Asked Luke, frowning.

“Yes!” Snapped Rebecca, as Clementine heard someone walking up behind them.

“Where are we goin'?” Asked Kenny, “In case things get squirrely and we gotta make a break for it, we need a place to meet up.”

“We could meet out at Parker's Run.” Suggested Mike, looking around, as Clementine turned around.

She saw the brunette and the girl from the other day, with a hippie, a teenager and an Asian man.

“The hell is that?”

“It's a Civil War site just a few miles north.” Said the Asian man, “Tourist trap. Got signs all over. Just follow the road.”

Everyone looked at him and the small group he was with, Clementine looked back at her group, noticing a red mark on Sarah’s face.

“Bonnie told us what happened,” Said the man, looking at them, “Bill’s gotten too dangerous.”

“That putting it mildly.” Muttered the black-haired girl.

“Becca.” Shel hissed.

“We’ve got some weapons and supplies.” Said the teen, “If you’re really set on Parker’s Run.”

“We stopped there after we escaped the first time.” Rebecca looked at her group, “Luke and Carlos know where it is. It's not that far.”

“Well, at least if a few folks know where it's at, it'll be easier to find if we're split up.” Murmured Kenny, “Alright, that works.”

“Then we just need someone to go set off that PA, right?” Luke looked around, “I mean, you never bothered to explain who's supposed to do that.”

“Almost sounds like you don’t want to leave.” Muttered Becca, as everyone looked at Clementine.

“Wait, wait, hold on.” Luke looked at them, “She's the plan?”

“Why's it always me?” Asked Clementine, as the Asian man walked up to her.

“I’ll meet you in the office, I’ll work on getting Alvin out.” Clementine looked up at the man, before nodding.

The group split in two, one half gathered by the wall, lifting Clementine so she could grab onto the rope. The other to grab weapons and supplies.

“Be sure to remember to flip the switch for the outdoor speakers.” Said Rebecca, “Just the indoor speakers might not draw the herd. It's right on the microphone box.”

“Right.” Nodded Clementine.

“By default, it's set to play music, so you should just have to turn it on, right?” Rebecca instructed, “Then climb back up and drop into the stockroom. We'll meet you there.”

“Down into the office, outdoor speaker switch, turn on PA, up to the roof, down into the stockroom to meet you guys.” Recited Clementine, “That right?”

“Perfect.” Smiled Rebecca, as Mike pulled on the rope to raised Clementine to the roof.

“Be careful!” Called Sarita.

“'Kay.” Nodded Clementine, looking down.

“Clem!” Called Rebecca, “Make sure Vince brings Alvin.”

B

Vince and Wyatt supported Alvin, while Carver angrily paced in front of them, ranting. Then a gunshot made Carver grab his ear, before Clementine dropped down with a smoking gun.

Clementine didn’t bother to listen to what Carver was saying, instead choosing stay with Rebecca to watch Kenny bash Carver’s head in with a crowbar.

Afterwards, Clementine, Kenny and Jane took out a few Walkers, and the large group started covering themselves with Walker guts.

“Girls,” Clementine, Sarah and Becca looked at Carlos, “Stay close to Rebecca.”

“Sarah,” Luke got her attention, “Remember what I told you to do.”

“Keep an eye on Clementine.”

“Good.” Nodded Luke, then Troy appeared, and Jane shot his dick off.

 “Come on.” Instructed Jane, as the Walkers converged on a screaming Troy, “Don't make any noise, got it? They might hear something they don't like. And for fuck's sake, walk. Act like you belong and you will belong.”

B

Clementine found herself towards the front with Rebecca, Becca seemed to be keeping Sarah facing forwards.

“I’m surprised no one’s shooting at us.” Muttered Clementine, getting a snort from Becca.

“The ones staying are stuck in a closet.” Said Becca, as Rebecca groaned.

“Rebecca? What’s wrong?” Asked Sarah, as Rebecca started breathing heavily.

“I, I think that was a contraction.” Clementine froze, “I, I, I think the baby’s coming.”

“What? Now?!” Demanded Becca, as they passed through the Herd and entered the forest.

“No, next year.” Snapped Clementine, sarcastically, “Yes, now!”

“What are we supposed to do?! Have you delivered a baby?!” Becca looked at Clementine and Sarah.

“Not a live one.” Answered Clementine, “Putting it down wasn’t easy.”

“You killed a baby Walker?” Asked Becca.

“No, her mother did.”

“Labour is divided into three stages:” Rattled Sarah, “the dilation stage, expulsion stage and placental stage. The dilation stage is the longest, while the expulsion stage lasts 30-60 minutes, and the placental stage takes from a few minutes to up to 60 minutes.”

Clementine, Becca and Rebecca stared at her, “How do you know that?” Asked Clementine.

“I read a medical book.” Answered Sarah, “We’re going to need to get your eye checked soon.”

Clementine waved her off.

B

“Oh, finally.” Groaned Becca, as they reached Parker’s Run. They’d joined up with Luke and Jane, who led them to the meet up point.

Clementine rolled her remaining eye, before spotting Kenny, Sarita and Matthew. Nick and some of the people who helped break them out standing around Alvin.

“You made it.” Said Kenny, as soon as he spotted them.

“Yeah, we got lost for a bit, Rebecca’s going through contractions.” Said Clementine, “Sarah’s been watching them.”

“They’re roughly thirty minutes apart.” Said Sarah, as Vince walked up to them.

“Hey,” His tone was sombre, “things, er… it’s Alvin… he, er, he hasn’t got long left.”

“Shit.” Muttered Clementine, glancing back at Rebecca, “Just what we need.”

“Where’s Carlos?” Asked Luke, looking around.

“He’s doing his best to…to ease Alvin’s passing.” Answered Vince, as Bonnie, Mike and Shel arrived.

“Everyone here?” Asked Shel, looking at them, “Because, as much as I hate to say it, the guts plan worked.”

The group heard Carlos’s footsteps as he walked up to them, “He’s almost gone, he’s… he’s asking for Rebecca…and Clementine.”

“Why’s he asking for Clem?” Luke frowned, as Vince ushered Clementine and Rebecca over to the tent Alvin was in.

“Hey.” Rasped Alvin, from his place, propped up against a beam, “How are you?”

“You look horrible.” Said Clementine, taking stock of Alvin’s injuries, “And I thought I had it bad.”

Alvin let out a wheezy laugh, “I think you got the worst of it, Clem.”

“I’m not the one dying.” Said Clementine, after a pause, “How do you feel?”

“Not good.” Alvin gave a chuckle, as Rebecca crouched down next to Alvin, “Hey, Becs.”

“Alvin.” Murmured Rebecca, gently touching his cheek.

“I didn’t want to go without sayin’ goodbye.” Rasped Alvin.

“But why am I here?” Asked Clementine, “Carlos said you asked for Rebecca and me.”

“Well,” Alvin let out a pained laugh, “Becs and I had talked about taking you in, before Carver caught up with us.”

Clementine swallowed, “I… I would’ve liked that.”

Alvin smiled, before coughing and wincing, his breathing becoming more and more laboured, “I think it’s time.”

Outside the tent, the rest of the group waited for Clementine and Rebecca to step out. A few moments later, Rebecca stumbled out, sobbing. Then the pop of a gunshot was heard, and Clementine stepped out of the tent.

“Al—” Rebecca choked, “Alvin’s gone. C-Clem…”

“Stopped him from turning.” Finished Luke, as Clementine walked up to them.

“I think I saw Jane go to the observation deck.” Said Clementine, her voice emotionless, “I don’t know what she’s doing.”

“How’re you feeling, Clem?” Asked Bonnie, getting Clementine to look at her.

“I’ve had to put down a member of the group, I’m walking on a broken leg, Rebecca’s in labour, and I’m missing an eye.” Bonnie winced as Clementine spoke, “So, aside from those sources of pain, I’m fucking fantastic.”

“Clem,” Said Luke, after a moment, “can you help Jane? Please?”

Clementine nodded, “Sure, I’m taking Sarah or the other one with me.”

“…you mean Becca?” Asked Shel, getting a nod from Clementine.

“Okay, girls, you go with Clem.” Decided Luke, making Sarah open her mouth in protest, “I know, you want to help your dad, Sarah, but since you’re apparently the closest thing we’ve got to a nurse, you need to keep an eye on Clementine.”

Sarah closed her mouth and walked away with Clementine and Becca.

B

“So, what, you’re like a sponge when it comes to books?” Jane glanced at Sarah, who nodded.

“My mom used to put a book in front of me when I was little,” Said Sarah, “Tia Rosa said I’d wander off.”

“Hey.” Clementine looked away from the telescope and towards Becca, “There’s someone coming.”

“A good someone or a bad someone?” Asked Clementine, frowning.

“I dunno,” Becca looked back, “but he’s heading this way.”

“Crap.” Hissed Jane, “All of you hide.”

Clementine tried to hurry over to them, only to trip on her shoelace, “Son-of-a-bitch!” And landed in her front with a thud.

Clementine opted to stay still, hoping the guy though she was a corpse. She heard him limping along the deck, pausing as he spotted her. Clementine swore she felt a tickle of something going to her empty eye socket and shook her head, accidentally flinging the gauze off, “Shit.”

“Don’t move.” Said the guy, he had a thick Russian accent.

“Can I cover up my eye first?” Clementine tried to feel around for the piece of gauze.

“What?” Clementine looked at him, he looked to be in his late teens, and he had a leg brace and thick glasses.

“I dropped the gauze covering my eye.” Said Clementine, at the guy examined her.

“You are hurt.” He said slowly, Clementine blinked at him.

“Yeah, and?”

The guy lowered his gun, before hobbling over to Clementine. As he reached her, Jane appeared behind him.

“Jane, no!” the Guy was suddenly restrained, as Jane shoved him against the railings, “Jane, he’s not attacking us.”

Jane glared at him, as Sarah kicked Jane’s leg, causing the woman to let the guy go.

“Sorry about her.” Apologised Clementine, getting up, “We…don’t really know her.”

The guy looked at them wearily, just as the black teen from Becca’s group ran up to them, “I heard yelling.”

He stopped and stared at the scene in front of him, Jane was holding her leg, Sarah was standing next to some stranger, and Becca was helping Clementine to her feet.

“It’s nothing, Russell.” Said Becca, before looking at the bag the Russian had dropped. After a brief second, Becca opened the bag, “Whoa.” Clementine glanced down a paused at the number of drugs in the bag.

Clementine didn’t pay much attention to what the guy was saying, but she heard him say his name was Arvo and the drugs were medicine for his sister. That, in Clementine’s mind, decided things.

“We’re not taking them.” Said Clementine, looking around.

“But these could help you, Rebecca and Luke.” Protested Becca, as Sarah closed the bag.

“Not if we’re stealing them.” Argued Clementine, “Besides, for all we know, we’re on his or his groups turf.”

Clementine worried that the others wouldn’t agree with her, until Sarah held the bag out for Arvo to take and Russell escorting him back to his group.

“That was stupid.” Said Becca, watching them leave.

“I’ve been with a group that stole from someone before,” Said Clementine, “it caused his family to die, and led the group to their deaths. I’m not making the same mistake, not if I can avoid it.”

B

After leaving Jane to get the unit open, with Luke joining her, the three girls returned to the rest of their group. Carlos was starting to guide Rebecca through childbirth, with Sarah observing, which left Clementine and Becca on guard duty, both giving Bonnie, Wyatt and Mike a quick greeting when they returned with big bottles of water and a coat.

“How’s ya eye?” Asked Kenny, stopping next to Clementine.

“It hurts.” Clementine tried to shrug off, before sighing, “Kenny, we… ran into someone on the observation deck. He had a load of medicine, and… and Jane wanted to rob him.”

Kenny stiffened, already knowing what Clementine was referring back to, “Did you take ‘em?”

“No,” Clementine shook her head, “he needed them for his sister and, given what happened last time we stole from someone, I don’t want to run the risk of it biting us further down the line.”

Kenny frowned, “While they could’ve helped us now, after what you told me about that bastard in Savannah, I think you made the right choice.”

“Do you think Lee would’ve done the same?” Asked Clementine, leaning back on her heels.

“I know he didn’t like taking those supplies,” Admitted Kenny, “he knew that we were starvin’. I remember hearing him and Carley talkin’ about it, God, what I wouldn’t do to go back to that time again.”

Clementine shivered, and looked around, “Where’s Luke? He should’ve finished helping Jane by now.”

Kenny snorted, “I’ll go look for him, keep an eye out.”

“I’ll be sure to scream as loud as I can.” Quipped Clementine, going back to look at the tree line.

The air was quiet, with Clementine absently hearing Carlos guiding Rebecca and Becca making noises with her mouth.

“ARE YOU TWO FUCKING KIDDING ME?!”

Clementine frowned and turned, “Was that Kenny?”

Carlos looked at them, “Let’s get moving, they must’ve gotten the deck open by now.”

Slowly, the group made their way up to the observation deck, where they saw Kenny pacing in front of and embarrassed Luke and Jane.

“Of all the fucking childish and irresponsible things,” Seethed Kenny, “we’re trying to get shit done and you two are rolling in the hay!”

Clementine frowned and whispered, “What’s that mean? Because those two don’t look like they’ve been sleeping.”

“It means they were having sex.” Answered Becca, getting a frown from Clementine, “What?”

“I thought Luke was gay.”

B

“Do you want to hold him?”

Clementine looked down at the baby, before hesitantly taking him. She glanced outside, after disturbing Jane and Luke, Russell had rejoined them, with a couple pain killers given to him by Arvo’s group, and they secured the deck. Rebecca’s screamed from giving birth had summoned a herd of Walkers, fortunately, since they’d managed to secure the deck, they didn’t get anyone and wandered off after losing interest.

She heard Jane leaving, but didn’t bother to follow after her. Kenny talked about walking to the town she saw through the telescope. Carlos didn’t like it, neither did Luke, but Clementine thought Kenny’s plan was reasonable, since they needed to look for supplies. After giving the baby back to Rebecca, Clementine decided to get some sleep. They had a long journey tomorrow.

Next Story: What if Kenny was leading Delta?

[clementinesmustyhat]

concept time

Revenants are hallucinations made from their killer’s trauma. They always tend to look how their corpse looked like. They are presented as rotting corpses, but don’t carry the smell normal corpses would (since they're hallucinations). Their skin appears rotted, the area around their eyes, mouth, and veins appear darker, their teeth appear rotted, and most of the time their eyes are blackened (they can sometimes have their normal eyes though). They can’t hurt you physically, but mentally. Appearing in the corner of your eye, whispering things into your ear, they can also talk to you as if they’re really there. No one else can see the them besides the person they’re specifically haunting, which would be their killer.

For example: Kenny is most likely to be haunted by a revenant of Carver or Jane, since they were his most recent victims. Not to mention his state of mind while killing them (it also depends on the person’s sanity at the time of killing), so Carver and Jane would be a little more vicious than revenants like Larry; considering he was killed when Kenny’s sanity was a little more “in-tact.”

[thecrusadercomrade]

Honestly, who cares if Carlos is mad, Sarah literally took out the biggest threat to the group. Season two is basically averted now, she saved everyone (except Pete).

AU idea I had where when Carver shows up to the cabin and he starts searching the rooms, he opens the door to the room Sarah’s hiding in and just gets his head blown off.

Sarah found bullets for the gun in one of the drawers.

(She didn’t mean to kill him, she just panicked and squeezed the trigger as a reflex when he burst in. She thought that maybe having the gun would scare him and make him leave them alone.)

When the cabin group gets back, Clem can choose to either say that she was the one who killed Carver or she can tell them the truth and say that Sarah shot him. If you stay silent and choose not to say anything, Sarah will admit to it and to Clementine showing her how to use a gun, angering Carlos.

[eccentricallygothic]

seeing paul lahote in twd was not on my 2024 bingo card mates

[spiritofradios]

FOR FUCKS SAKE I FOUND A FANART OF THE LUKE CARVER HEADCANON AND NOW I CANT FIND IT AGAIN. IT WAS ABOUT LUKE GRADUATING COLLEGE OF SMTH AND CARVER WAS AT HIS SIDE. IF YOU FIND IT, I NEED THAT LINK OH MY DAYS.

[thecrusadercomrade]

What-Ifs of Telltale's the Walking Dead Chapter 31: What If Clementine's Parents Were in Carver's Camp?

Summary: Reggie is dead. Clementine is trapped in a settlement run by a monster. But just as it all begins to feel like too much, two familiar figures appear who Clementine had given up for dead years ago.

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Read from the beginning!

[thecrusadercomrade]

Carver seems strong, but we've never seen him in an actual fight. He's always had the other person at his mercy whenever he was beating on/harming them. Kenny has actually proven himself as a scrapper, so I'm gonna go with him.

Carver vs Kenny in a fair fight (no weapons, no injuries)

This is a good one I think. Considering their animosities, we'll assume that it's in the s2 timeframe, so it's an already furious William Carver and an emotionally all over the place Kenny.

Carver is definitely some sort of strength, and is no pushover by any means. But all of his fights or scuffles pretty much involve guns or weapons that he uses to his advantage. Still, he has the strength to weld such items. He's also generally just a bully though, and it seems all of his "fights" with Alvin, Luke and Kenny aren't fair fights.

Kenny has shown that he can handle himself in physical confrontations and definitely has some sort of strength and willpower in his arsenal. He also gets himself out of a situation where he's surrounded by at least twenty walkers, showing his determination to winning.

Both of them have high pain tolerance, getting shot in areas such as the stomach, sides and legs, while Kenny gets his eye destroyed and gets up to fight his way to safety.

This is probably a close one, but I have Kenny taking this one.

[bourbonificould]

Aside from Clem,Kenny,Lee,Javi (easy answers lol) who has your favorite character design?

Sidenote: I actually think Kenny has a pretty basic design. He doesn't have actual concepts, its just his base design for both s1 and s2.

Anyways, I think S4 is where Telltale went very wide with their concept designs and some of them are pretty cool to look at. TFS Lilly would've been my favorite, but they picked one of her... worst concepts. (adding read more)

I quite like the Violet design tbh, fits her character in a raw but also tired kinda way.

And I guess I also like Carver's. I think they hit him on the money with pretty much everything.

[bowlorass]

Are we still alive chat

[thecrusadercomrade]

Ooh, some very interesting ideas here!

Lee would be absolutely devastated, obviously. I think he'd be more willing to face things than Kenny, but that doesn't make the situation any easier to deal with. If Lee doesn't sink into a deep depression after this, he'd probably dedicate himself to getting Kenny and his family out of here at all costs, so at least another kid won't die.

Considering that there were still people alive at the Ranch when the raiders left, I think AJ actually would've been okay. That woman Clem shot clearly cared enough to try to protect him, so I think he'd be in good hands. Clementine on the other hand, wouldn't be in a great mental state. She'd be angry, wouldn't know what to do with herself anymore. I think she'd make her way back to Richmond and try to move on, but it wouldn't be easy. At least there she'd have a support network.

Not gonna lie, it's hard to imagine Violet outright leaving the school like that. She may like Clem and AJ, but she's been at the school for almost a decade, while she's known them for only a couple days. If Violet did end up doing that, I feel like she'd regret it pretty quickly, but continue on out of stubbornness.

Ever been at a situation where you're visiting someone else's house, and the people there start arguing while you're still there? That's how I imagine Clem and AJ would feel. Stuck sitting there while the school group screams at each other and chaos breaks out. Not sure what would happen afterwards, if Marlon and Brody would be exiled or merely shunned, but definitely not a great first impression for Clementine and AJ. She might even decide that staying at the school would be a bad idea after seeing THAT.

Clementine would end up the one stuck in bed for a long time. While she could still take part in the planning even in her condition, she wouldn't be able to directly oversee anything. It would come down to the rest of the group to get the defense plan together without her direct help. My main concern here is that someone could end up killed going to the greenhouse, mostly likely Mitch since he seems more likely to jump in through the roof like Clem did. Not sure how well he'd handle those walkers in there.

I feel like this would cause the group to take their things and move immediately. A kid skilled enough to sneak through the cabin undetected, sew herself up, kill a walker, and then leave? She MUST have been working for Carver! This would probably keep Carver off their tail, since he wouldn't find the cabin until after they were gone. Things with Kenny's group would be much more tense at first, since Clem isn't there to break the tension. As for Clem herself, she'd be on her own in the middle of the woods. Unless she finds shelter, or a friendly group, she'd be seriously struggling.

Lee dies believing he's failed the girl he's sworn to protect, probably being put down by Christa. Christa and Omid move on from Savannah, their experiences with everything that went wrong teaching them that groups really are a bad idea and they should stay on their own. Kenny's story goes about the same; assuming the cabin group doesn't show up due to the divergence of them never meeting Clementine, he eventually takes Sarita, Walter, and Matthew to look for Wellington. For as long as he lives, he'll be left wondering whether or not Lee was able to get that girl back in the end...

Clementine would likely have a bit of an easer time with someone she knows looking after her. At the same time, I get the feeling that Kenny wouldn't be the most popular guy around, due to his temper and insistence on doing things his way. At the same time, his survival experience would likely enable him to grab Clem and AJ and leave the moment the bandits attack, thus allowing him to survive into ANF.

Since Clementine isn't out there in the open to throw him off-guard, I could see this going one of two ways. Either Carver takes his time searching the place until he finds the girls. He takes them as hostages in order to convince the group to surrender. The other option is that, noticing the signs of people around, he deduces that they must be out right now, so he leaves to get his people ready for an ambush.

Do you have some "what if's" that you wrote or thought about?

Don't know if this is about DoTWD or TWDG in general... Buuuut I'll just share my What-Ifs from TWDG:

What if Clem was bit instead of Duck?

What if Clem never saved AJ from McCarroll Ranch?

What if Violet went with Clem & AJ after the vote?

What if Brody snapped and revealed her and Marlon's secret during the last dinner in EP.1?

What if Clem was shot instead of AJ in EP.2?

What if Clem sewed her arm, killed the walker, yet escaped the shed and before the Cabin group arrived?

What if Lee and the group never got Clem back?

What if Kenny could stay with Clem and AJ in Wellington?

What if Clem hid with Sarah when Carver came to the cabin?

These are just a few that I remember coming to mind over a period of time lol :P I don't know if I'll get around to writing them or heavily suggest someone else should give them a shot wink-wink.

[general-kalani]

How are the newest TWDG characters doing? Stumbled into any new trouble?

{ Alvin } "... Well Carver's never been a good person so... Yeah it's not doing well for me. Ow my entire body... And my heart. Bec cheated on me with that guy. I'm just not having a good time. :("

{ Carley } "... I don't want to talk about it..." She's currently sporting a new scar across her cheek and her left ear is gone via a gunshot. She hates it.

{ Carver } "Well! That depends on what you think. I got myself my people back. Got more people in return!.. It's a good day if you ask me."

{ Kenny } "I fuckin' hate that Carver fuck. Obviously. Who the fuck doesn't? I hate it so fucking much here."

{ Pete } "Well... I'm fine 'nough." He's sporting a prosthetic leg after cutting it off. He's fiiiine.

[the-delta-42]

The Walking Dead Game What Ifs: What if Carver had another doctor?

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A Second Opinion

What if Carver had another doctor?

It was the morning after they’d been captured by Carver and they’d all been woken up by Troy and a couple other people. The gate opening admitted Carver and another man, who made a beeline for Sarah.

“Bill, I’ll be taking Sarah,” Said the man, looking at Carver, “I’m going to need someone to help hold people down while I stitch ‘em up.”

Carver gave the man a dismissive wave, before issuing orders to the rest of the group.

Half-an-hour later, the man, Doctor Abrahms, ran Sarah through medical techniques and procedures. Abrahms, looked down at the dead pig he had Sarah stitching up.

“You’re doing a good job.” Complimented Abrahms, making Sarah look up, “I understand you saw your grandmother… kill your mother when all this started. It was the same with me, except it was my wife and my eldest. Have you spoken to anyone about it?”

Sarah shook her head, getting a low growl Abrahms, “Sarah, while your father may discourage it, you need to talk to someone about it, work through it. Part of your anxiety problem is that you’re bottling it up, and Carlos constantly shielding you isn’t helping.”

Sarah was silent, instead picking at the stitches.

“Sarah, kids around your age don’t usually rely on their parents to hold their hand,” Abrahms continued gently, “I know you think your father is protecting you, but he’s not going to be around forever. A good example of that is Clementine.”

Sarah stopped picking at the stitches and looked up as Abrahms continued, “From how she acts around the rest of your group, her parents were clearly killed, and she’s seen people die in front of her. Now, we’ll have to wait until her leg’s better, but I’ll hazard a guess that she’s pretty handy with a gun.”

“I…” Sarah paused, “I know that she can stitch herself up.”

Abrahms frowned, “Why was she stitching herself up?”

“Luke and Pete found her in the forest, she’d been bitten by a dog.” Answered Sarah, making Abrahms’s frown deepen, “They… they thought it was a Lurker bite and locked her in the shed.”

Abrahms frowned, before looking over at Shel, “Shel, can you take her to Reggie, please?”

Shel looked surprised, but nodded, taking both girls up to the roof, while Abrahms went to talk to Carlos.

ASO

They just finished eating when the yard’s gate opened and admitted Carlos and Abrahms.

“Carlos, what’s going on?” Asked Nick, as Abrahms stalked over to the beds and roughly woke the other workers.

“Carver wants the girls…” Carlos sighed, “to go on a supply run.”

“He wants the girls to be trained to deal with Walkers.” Corrected Abrahms, glaring around the group, “So, who’s idea was it to stick a child in a shed in the middle of winter?”

“What?” Demanded Kenny, getting a snort from Abrahms.

“Oh, didn’t you know?” Asked the doctor, “Clementine was bitten by a dog, tore her arm up pretty badly. From what I was told, she had to stitch herself up.”

“Clementine was probably exaggerating.” Nick tried to dismiss, getting a glower from Abrahms.

“Clementine didn’t say anything.” Growled Abrahms, glaring at Nick.

Carlos opened his mouth, only for Abrahms to cut him off, “Don’t. You’re already on my shit list, don’t test my patience.”

Carlos closed his mouth, making Abrahms look at the two unnamed workers, “Jane, you’ll be going with them, since, according to Bill, you’re familiar with Walkers. Mike, since the girls will be learning how to protect themselves, you’ll be acting as the messenger-slash-supply runner for the next few days.”

Abrahms turned and started leaving when Rebecca called out to him, “Dan! Where’s Alvin?”

Abrahms stopped, before sighing and walking back over to her, “I know people are saying you’re paranoid because you’re pregnant. But, Bill’s not leaving Alvin in good shape. I’m doing what I can to ease his suffering, but there’s only so much I can do while Bill’s watching him. So, I suggest you hope for the best, but prepare for the worst.”

Rebecca swallowed, before nodding. Abrahms returned the nod and walked out of the yard.

ASO

Abrahms was watching Carlos as Sarah learned how to dress a wound when Troy burst in carrying Clementine.

“She’s bit on her leg.” That was all Troy had to say before Abrahms took Clementine and rolled her left trouser leg up.

“Right, Sarah,” Abrahms looked at Sarah, “Tell me what you see.”

“Um, s-she has a Lurker bite in the middle of her shin, a-and t-the bone’s visible.” Stuttered Sarah, getting a nod from Abrahms.

“Okay, first course of action?”

“Tourniquet her leg.”

“Where?”

“Just above the knee.”

Abrahms nodded, using a knife to cut Clementine’s trouser leg open, and applying the tourniquet, “Okay, what next?”

“Um…c-cut the leg off just below the knee.” Guessed Sarah, getting another nod from Abrahms.

“How do we stop the bleeding?”

Sarah froze, her eyes darting around, “Um, um, er, w-we burn it?”

“The correct term is cauterise,” Said Abrahms, “but yes, that’s the correct course.”

Sarah nodded, as Abrahms stuck a needle into Clementine’s leg. After making sure that Clementine had little to no feeling, he grabbed a fire axe and a bottle of whiskey. Uncapping it, he handed it to Clementine, “Drink this, it might taste disgusting, but it’ll help.”

Clementine shakily nodded, before taking a swig a coughing it out. Abrahms chose that moment to swing the axe down.

ASO

Clementine looked down at the thick padding of gauze on her leg, it was blood strained, but Abrahms and Carlos made sure it was doing alright. A guy called Stan made her a new leg, but Abrahms had told her not to walk on it for a few weeks. Mike had relayed that to Luke, who was helping them plan an escape from the outside. Clementine had taken a risk and told Bonnie about Luke, she’d managed to smuggle Luke some food, and find him somewhere safer to hunker down.

Luke didn’t like waiting, but agreed to stay until Clementine’s leg had healed enough for her to learn to walk on it.

ASO

Clementine winced as her leg hurt, but she’d made good progress with walking on it. Her limp was almost unnoticeable, and she could go at a light jog. She had watched Jane kick a walker’s leg out and drive a screwdriver into the monster’s brain. Deciding to follow the old woman’s example, Clementine kicked the prosthetic leg out and stabbed it in the head with a hunting knife when it came down. Glancing to the side, Clementine saw Sarah whaling on a walker with a baseball bat, while another girl tried to shove a machete through a Walker’s chin and into its brain.

Clementine noticed another Walker stumbling up to her, with her repeating the technique Jane was using and dispatched the Walker. From the roof, Abrahms watched with Carver.

“It’s almost like she never lost her leg.” Mused Carver, making Abrahms frowned.

“I’ll give Stan credit where it’s due.” Abrahms glanced at Bill, “What do you plan on doing with Reggie?”

“What do you mean?” Asked Carver, frowning as Clementine kicked a Lurker with her prosthetic leg.

“He’s done everything you asked, reported on their movements, told us that Nick’s in favour breaking out again, made sure that none of them are poking around the pen, hell, he even suggested that I ask Sarah about the group.” Said Abrahms, crossing his arms, “Of course, I would’ve asked anyway, especially since Sarah’s skills would be better put to use as a medic, but sooner or later, Reggie’s going to realise that he isn’t getting back in the bulk of the community.”

“Are you gonna tell him that?”

“No.” Abrahms frowned down at the girls, “Hold on, what’s that?”

“What’s what?” Asked Carver, as Abrahms took a pair of binoculars from his belt.

“There’re three people in the treeline,” Abrahms handed Carver the binoculars, “A child and two adults.”

Carver frowned, before grabbing his radio, “Troy, Tavia, there are three people just inside the treeline, get them.”

ASO

Clementine absently rubbed her stump, thinking over the past few weeks, Troy and Tavia had Bonnie take her, Sarah, the other girl and Jane back inside, while they went to the treeline. They returned empty handed. Then Reggie vanished, at first, they didn’t notice it, until Bonnie brought their attention to it. Clemetine asked Abrahms about it, as well as Shel, the woman who’d been helping her learn to walk again. Both refused to say anything.

Then Carver presented Reggie to them, black and blue. Saying he’d been stealing from them, keeping medicine for himself. He even said that Reggie got Clementine bit. Then they hanged him. His legs kicked as he suffocated, before he died. Carver then had Clementine put a reanimated Reggie down. Abrahms had let out a low whistle, complimenting Clementine’s shooting.

Then Abrahms came into the pen and told them that Alvin had died. Alvin had wanted to see Rebecca before he died, but Carver wanted to see the man suffer, keeping his reanimated body in his office as a trophy.

Clementine’s stump had healed enough for her lose some of the bandages. She’d heard from Kenny that Luke had flagged them down and proposed an escape plan, they’d gotten pretty far in planning it when Carver found Luke and Carver got Kenny’s name out of him. He’d beaten Kenny hard enough to destroy his left eye and was going to kill him, only for Rebecca to go into labour. Doctor Abrahms had delivered the baby, with Rebecca naming him Alvin, and had assigned Clementine to watch over him.

“Why her?” Asked Nick, getting Abrahms’s attention.

“Babies require a lot of attention,” Said Abrahms, before gesturing to Clementine with his head, “She’s way ahead of Sarah and Becca when it comes to Walkers and, presently, her leg limits what she can do. She’s the most logical choice.”

“Where’s Rebecca?” Carver made his presence known, getting a sigh from Abrahms.

“She’s in there,” he gestured into the ‘delivery room’ behind him, “She’s asleep, I think.”

Carver nodded and walked into the room. Abrahms watched him go, before leaning over to Carlos, “Get the others, tell them it’s time.”

“What about Rebecca?”

“She’s dead.” Abrahms glanced around, “I think she couldn’t go on without Alvin.”

Carlos frowned but nodded. He grabbed Nick’s shoulder, and they ran to the yard, while Abrahms went to pack up his tools and supplies. Kenny joined them a minute later, when Carver stumbled out of the room, a deep bite on his neck.

“She’s turned!”

“Pity.” Growled Kenny, bringing a crowbar down on Carver’s head, as Rebecca’s Walker stumbled out of the room. The Walker growled as it reached out for Clementine, making the girl put her down.

Abrahms returned with the bags packed, he glanced at the dead Walker and Carver’s destroyed skull, “Alright, let’s go.”

ASO

The group stopped at an old Civil War site, with Clementine and Sarah watching over AJ, as Luke, Abrahms and Kenny looked back at Howe’s.

“That herd’s just circling around.” Abrahms handed Luke the binoculars, “Herd’s don’t do that.”

“Maybe they do.” Suggested Kenny, but he didn’t sound like he believed himself.

“Since when?” Asked Luke, as Jane joined them.

“When what?” Asked Jane, as Luke handed her the binoculars.

“That herd, they’re circling Howe’s.” Explained Luke, as Abrahms rolled his eyes and Kenny scowled, “They don’t do that.”

“They do if they’re being guided by Whisperer’s.” Said Jane, lowering the binoculars, “If there are Whisperer’s there, then we need to move.”

ASO

Clementine quietly watched as Vince’s group and Mike left them, while their group continued down the path. They’d walked for a few days, before they reached an ice-covered lake. They’d chosen to walk around the edge of it, since Carlos didn’t think the ice would hold them and respond well to Clementine’s leg. Abrahms and Carlos kept an eye on Luke, Kenny and Clementine, they eventually split up with the rest of the group when they reached to town.

The group managed to find an RV that worked and were now in a somewhat warm environment and, after finding out about the capacity limit, Vince and his group had gone back into the town with the promise of finding them when they got to Wellington.

As the RV trundled away, Clementine let out a soft sigh, feeling the pain in her stump lessen. Feeling Sarah’s head resting on top of hers, Clementine went to sleep.

Next Story: What if the Cabin group found Ericson’s instead of the Ski Lodge?

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

Okay, potential TWDG hot take (that’s several years late lol):

After rewatching “A New Frontier”/TWDG season 3, I don’t think it deserves the title of the worst TWDG season. I feel like people saying that are either hardcore Clementine stans who were upset she wasn’t the heart of the season or people who genuinely weren’t invested in the story (which is fine). I won’t say season 3 was better than 1 or 4, that’s probably going too far, but at least to me, this season had stronger writing than season 2. 

At its core, season 3 was centered on one storyline; Javier vs. David. On a more general level, it was about Javier’s role as a family man. He was the irresponsible uncle who only cared about himself and is now forced to be a dad, a partner, a leader, and a good brother all at once. In terms of executing the story, I thought season 3 did a decent job. The whole season was centered on this story and I thought there was proper build-up to the Javier and David showdown.

I mean...this is also just a repeat of the Rick-Shane feud, but still, I thought Telltale did a good job making season 3 about this. 

As for season 2...I’m sorry, but the writing just seemed to be all over the place. Not only does the story completely change course halfway into the season (seriously, why did they kill off Bill Carver after two episodes?), the second half wasn’t as interesting as the first half. In episode 4, they literally just stand around trying to figure out what to do next, and then, OH NO, RANDOM RUSSIAN GANG! Then in episode 5, there wasn’t really a “story”, it was just the group trying to figure out where to go until everything falls apart.  It really felt like Telltale mistook telling a story with just making all the characters as miserable as possible.

I guess you could say the main story was Kenny’s breakdown, but even that felt a bit sloppy in terms of execution. The main problem was that the story didn’t feel balanced since your choices were either Kenny or Jane. You know, Jane, the weird lady who you just met and have no real reason to trust. I know there are some people who chose Jane but, objectively, the conflict doesn’t feel balanced. 

If Telltale wanted to go down the “Kenny is a mad dog” route, I feel like they could’ve executed the story better if they did this:

1) Luke is the other side of the conflict. He’s there for all five episodes, he’s a genuinely good guy who Clementine can trust, there’s more of a reason to trust him since he’s trying to escort his people to safety, he’s a pacifist (that’s what I assume since he was opposed to killing Carver), he’s a more natural opposite/counter to Kenny, and he’s a lot more reasonable than Jane. I’d be more conflicted with choosing between Kenny and Luke.

2) Have Kenny go even further in his madness. Antagonizing Arvo wasn’t enough, especially since Arvo tried to kill everyone. There needed to be a more legitimate reason to turn against Kenny because otherwise, he was just attacking people who were hostile to you. 

Anyways, that’s my long-delayed hot take. I officially take back anything I may have said about season 3 in the past, it was definitely different but that doesn’t mean the story was bad.